[nukkad] The Windiow

["Gurunath M." <>]

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Tip of the day:  Everywhere is walking distance if you have the time.
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THE WINDOW :

A great note for all to read it will take just
few seconds to read this and change your
thinking.

Two men, both seriously ill, occupied the same hospital room. One
man was allowed to sit up in his bed for an
hour each afternoon to help drain the fluid from his lungs. His
bed was next to the room's only window.
The other man had to spend all his time flat on his back.
The men talked for hours on end. They spoke of their wives and
families, their homes, their jobs, their involvement in the
military service, where they had been
on vacation. Every afternoon when the man in the bed by the
window could sit up, he would pass the time by describing to his
roommate all the things he could see outside the window. The man
in the other bed began to live for those one-hour periods where
his world would be broadened and enlivened by all the activity and
color of the world outside. The window overlooked a park with a
lovely lake. Ducks and swans played on the water while
children sailed their model boats. Young lovers walked arm in arm
amidst flowers of every color and a
fine view of the city skyline could be seen
in the distance. As the man by the window described all this in
exquisite detail, the man on the other side of the room would
close his eyes and imagine the  picturesque scene. One warm
afternoon the man by the window described a parade passing by.
Although the other man couldn't hear the band - he could see it.
In
his mind's eye as the gentleman by the window
portrayed it with descriptive words. Days and weeks
passed. One morning, the day nurse arrived to bring
water for their baths only to find the lifeless body of the man by
the window, who had died peacefully in his sleep. She was saddened
and called the hospital attendants to take the body away. As soon
as it seemed appropriate, the other man asked if he could be
moved next to the window. The nurse was happy to make the switch,
and after making sure he was comfortable, she left him alone.
Slowly, painfully, he propped himself up on one elbow to take his
first look at the real world outside. He strained to slowly turn
to look out the window beside the bed. It faced a blank wall. The
man asked the nurse what could have compelled his deceased
roommate who had described such wonderful
things outside this window. The nurse responded that the man was
blind and could not even see the wall. She said, "Perhaps he just
wanted to encourage you."

Epilogue: There is tremendous happiness in
making others happy, despite our own situations.

Shared grief is half the sorrow, but happiness when shared, is
doubled.


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Gurunath M.
m.gurunath@mobileum.com
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"Every exit is an entry somewhere."

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