The Importance of Name

I have heard the CEO of our company speak about the importance of a name. He says that if you want to market a product, ensure that it has got a right name. For example, what do you feel when you hear 'Golden-Eye' TV model (from LG) & 'Ajit' (from BPL)? Which one appeals to you? What comes to your mind when you hear the word 'Blogger', and 'Rediff-island'? A washing-soap names as 'Ghari' (meaning 'clock' in Hindi)? Or 'Surf' as a washing powder?

We notice that many times the name itself suggests a lot about the product. People assume that the product with that particular name can do something which other products cannot. This remains in their sub-conscious mind when they are making the purchase. In brief, name sells.

I was very inspired by the talk & then I realized that I too need to name the URL to my blog. So I am now shifting this blog to a brand new URL, which speaks for itself: http://lifecontinuestoteach.blogspot.com/

The content is going to remain the same. In fact, I have already added my previous post to this new URL. Kindly bookmark it. Jus delete the old bookmark from your bookmarks folder. Then visit the new URL & bookmark it.

Henceforth I will be posting on the new URL. :-)

Can We Care For Strangers?

How often do we care for others? We all care for our friends, family, relatives etc. But do we care for strangers whom we meet on the road, in local train, or inside a mall? We can win hearts of people whom we have not even met if we care for them. Don't believe it? Read on. This is a true incident.

My colleague Vivek was working in Delhi earlier. He received a phone call from a bank whether he was interested in their credit-card. He told the caller (a girl) politely that he already had one, and was satisfied with it. After few days, the call was repeated, informing him that the credit-card on offer had new features, and he can try it. He again told politely that he did not want the card.

Few days later the same girl called up. She again asked him whether he was considering trying their new card. This time her voice was a bit husky. He again declined the offer, but asked her whether she was suffering from cold. She acknowledged that she did, and then she broke-down on the phone! She told that for the first time a customer had been so polite to her, and she was indeed shedding tears of joy, realizing that somebody (apart from her family) did care for her.

Can we not care for strangers…..?

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Don't Lose Your Strengths

My colleague Senthil Raja sent me the following story

Once a princess went to the forest for an excursion. A tiger saw her & fell in love. He went near her. The princess got scared & started shivering because of fear. The tiger said, "Don't worry. I will not harm you. In fact, you are so lovely that I am in love with you. Will you marry me?"

The princess said, "How can I marry you? You are so fierce. I am scared of your nails & teeth". The tiger thought for a while and said, "Don’t worry dear princess. For your sake, I will break my sharp teeth and cut-off my nails. Now will you marry me?"

The princess said, "If you will cut your nails, and break your teeth, then how will you protect me from other animals? Sorry, I can't marry you."

The moral of the story: Do not lose your strengths for sake of love. Because people love you for your strengths.

The Handicapped Son

What do we feel when we a person on the road, who is disabled in some way? Do we avert our gaze and look somewhere else? When such a person approaches us for some help (not begging for money), do we really try to help him as we will do to a normal person? Do we actually treat them as NORMAL person?

We may not be able to help such people always, but let us make a point to thank God for the ability he has given us, that we take so much for granted. Below is an incidence that I received in email from a friend, which gives us something to think about.

The telephone rang. As he picked up, and heard the voice across the line, it was a big relief. He told his wife too, and she lifted her hands up to praise the heaven. The phone was from their son who had been on the battle-field for quite sometime now. It has been more than 15 days since they heard anything from him. And now he had called.

"I am fine dad. The war has come to an end, finally. I will be back in a week."

"Very good son. We were worried about you a lot. You should have called earlier. Anyway, now you are back, no problem. We are eager to see you."

"Dad, I want to ask you something."

"Yes son…?"

"Dad, one of my friends has been wounded in the battlefield. He has lost his one arm and one leg. I want to bring him home."

"Yes son, why not. He can stay with us for few days."

"No dad. I want him to stay with us from now on. He does not have any other place to go."

"But son.. I mean he can't stay with us forever, can he? Such a handicapped person will become a burden to all of us."

"But dad, he does not have anybody else in the world…!"

"Its ok son. You do not have to worry about others. He will find some way to lead his life. Do one thing. You come off here & leave that guy there. We can then discuss about him later at our leisure."

"But dad…"

"Try to understand my dear. We cannot take responsibility for every handicap in this world. You have your own life to take care. Leave him and come here. I assure you that.." and he heard the telephone click at the other end.

One week later they received the news that their son had died at the nearest army headquarter. Full of grief, they went to see his dead-body. The doctor present there told them that it was a case of suicide. He had consumed poison in the night, and was found dead in his bed next morning. But when they finally saw him, it came as a shock to them. He did not have his left arm, and left leg….

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