You find life make things difficult for you, work sucks, life sucks,
everything seems to go wrong…

Read the following story… it may change your views about life:
After a conversation with one of my friends, he told me despite taking
2 jobs, he brings back barely above 1K per month, he is happy as he
is.

I wonder how he can be as happy as he is considering he has to skimp
his life with the low pay to support a pair of old parents, in-laws, a
wife, 2 daughters and the many bills of a household.

He explained that it was through one incident that he saw in India
that happened a few years ago when he was really feeling low and
touring India after a major setback.

He said that right in front of his very eyes he saw an Indian mother
chop off her child's right hand with a chopper. The helplessness in
the mother's eyes, the scream of pain from the innocent 4-year-old
child haunted him until today.

You may ask why did the mother do so; had the child been naughty, had
the child's hand been infected?? No, it was done for two simple words-
- -TO BEG!

The desperate mother deliberately caused the child to be handicapped
so that the child could go out to the streets to beg.

Taken aback by the scene, he dropped a piece of bread he was eating
half-way. And almost instantly, a flock 5 or 6 children swamped
towards this small piece of bread which was covered with sand, robbing
bits from one another. The natural reaction of hunger.

Stricken by the happenings, he instructed his guide to drive him to
the nearest bakery. He arrived at two bakeries and bought every single
loaf of bread he found in the bakeries. The owner was dumbfounded but
willingly sold everything. He spent less than $100 to obtain about 400
loaves of bread (this is less than $0..25 per loaf) and spent another
$100 to get daily necessities.

Off he went in the truck full of bread into the streets. As he
distributed the bread and necessities to the children (mostly
handicapped) and a few adults, he received cheers and bows from these
unfortunate. For the first time in his life he wondered how people can
give up their dignity for a loaf of bread which cost less than $0.25.

He began to tell himself how fortunate he is. How fortunate he is to be
able to have a complete body, have a job! , have a family, have the
chance to complain what food is nice and what isn't nice, have the
chance to be clothed, have the many things that these people in front
of him are deprived of…

Now I begin to think and feel it, too! Was my life really that bad?
Perhaps… no, I should not feel bad at all… What about you? Maybe
the next time you think you are, think about the child who lost one
hand to beg on the streets.

"Contentment is not the fulfillment of what you want, it is the
realization of how much you already have."

When the door of happiness closes, another opens, but often times we
look so long at the closed door that we don't see the one which has
been opened for us.

It's true that we don't know what we've got until we lose it, but it's
also true that! we don't know what we've been missing until it arrives.

The happiest of people don't necessarily have the best of everything;
they just make the most of everything that comes along their way.