I was baking some 'Merdeka' chocolate chip cookies alone in my grandma's kitchen. Who says nobody bakes cookies during Hari Raya and on Merdeka Night? :P In order to kill time while waiting for the cookies to bake, more than ten trays, no joke! And not to let it burn of course, I brought my laptop into the kitchen, to browse internet while baking, multi-tasking I may say :P Anyways, lucky me, my friend shared this blog link on her Facebook. The blog that she shared belongs to the famous writer, Paulo Coelho. As I scroll down topics in his forum, I find this topic really caught my attention - The Most Beautiful Story. Out of 767 responses, well I didn't read the whole responses obviously :P, nevertheless, I managed to 'easily' digest this two responses :) Anyways, go ahead and read the rest of the responses yourself :) Let's all be uplifted! Let's be inspired together!
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I found this story, when I was looking for inspirational stories. I really like it. :)
Good Luck? Bad Luck? Who Knows?
There is a Chinese story of an old farmer who had an old horse for tilling his fields. One day the horse escaped into the hills and, when all the farmer’s neighbors sympathized with the old man over his bad luck, the farmer replied, ‘Bad luck? Good luck? Who knows?’
A week later the horse returned with a herd of wild horses from the hills and this time the neighbors congratulated the farmer on his good luck. His reply was, ‘Good luck? Bad luck? Who knows?’
Then, when the farmer’s son was attempted to tame one of the wild horses, he fell off its back and broke his leg. Everyone thought this very bad luck. Not the farmer, whose only reaction was, ‘Bad luck? Good luck? Who knows?’
Some weeks later the army marched into the village and conscripted every able-bodied youth they found there. When they saw the farmer’s son with his broken leg they let him off. Now was that good luck? Bad luck? Who knows?
A week later the horse returned with a herd of wild horses from the hills and this time the neighbors congratulated the farmer on his good luck. His reply was, ‘Good luck? Bad luck? Who knows?’
Then, when the farmer’s son was attempted to tame one of the wild horses, he fell off its back and broke his leg. Everyone thought this very bad luck. Not the farmer, whose only reaction was, ‘Bad luck? Good luck? Who knows?’
Some weeks later the army marched into the village and conscripted every able-bodied youth they found there. When they saw the farmer’s son with his broken leg they let him off. Now was that good luck? Bad luck? Who knows?
An old Cherokee told his grandson, “My son, there is a battle between two wolves inside us all. One is Evil. It is anger, jealousy, greed, resentment, inferiority, lies & ego. The other is Good. It is joy, peace, love, hope, humility, kindness, empathy, & truth.” The boy thought about it, and asked, “Grandfather, which wolf wins?” The old man quietly replied, “The one you feed.”
by Kathy Ross Warren
