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14 short stories that I someone shared with me… I think they are worth reading and sharing.

1. Fall and Rise

Today, when I slipped on the wet tile floor a boy in a wheelchair caught me before I slammed my head on the ground.  He said, “Believe it or not, that’s almost exactly how I injured my back 3 years ago .

2. A father’s advice

Today, my father told me, “Just go for it and give it a try!  You don’t have to be a professional to build a successful product.  Amateurs started Google and Apple.  Professionals built the Titanic

3. The power of uniqueness.

Today, I asked my mentor – a very successful business man in his 70’s – what his top 3 tips are for success.  He smiled and said, “Read something no one else is reading, think something no one else is thinking, and do something no one else is doing.

4. Looking Back

Today, I interviewed my grandmother for part of a research paper I’m working on for my Psychology class.  When I asked her to define success in her own words, she said, “Success is when you look back at your life and the memories make you smile.

5. Try and U shall know

I am blind by birth. When I was 8 years old, I wanted to play baseball. I asked my father- “Dad, can I play baseball?” He said “You’ll never know until you try.” When I was a teenager, I asked him, – “Dad Can I become a surgeon?”. He replied “Son, you’ll never know until you try.” Today I am a Surgeon, just because I tried!


Today, after a 72 hour shift at the fire station, a woman ran up to me at the grocery store and gave me a hug.  When I tensed up, she realized I didn’t recognize her.  She let go with tears of joy in her eyes and the most sincere smile and said, “On 9-11-2001, you carried me out of the World Trade Center.”


Today, after I watched my dog get run over by a car, I sat on the side of the road holding him and crying.  And just before he died, he licked the tears off my face.


Today at 7AM, I woke up feeling ill, but decided I needed the money, so I went into work. At 3PM I got laid off. On my drive home I got a flat tire. When I went into the trunk for the spare, it was flat too. A man in a BMW pulled over, gave me a ride, we chatted, and then he offered me a job.  I start tomorrow.


Today, as my father, three brothers, and two sisters stood around my mother’s hospital bed, my mother uttered her last coherent words before she died. She simply said, “I feel so loved right now. We should have gotten together like this more often.”


Today, I kissed my dad on the forehead as he passed away in a small hospital bed.  About 5 seconds after he passed, I realized it was the first time I had given him a kiss since I was a little boy.


Today, in the cutest voice, my 8-year-old daughter asked me to start recycling. I chuckled and asked, “Why?” She replied, “So you can help me save the planet.”  I chuckled again and asked, “And why do you want to save the planet?” “Because that’s where I keep all my stuff,” she said.

12. JOY

Today, when I witnessed a 27-year-old breast cancer patient laughing hysterically at her 2-year-old daughter’s antics, I suddenly realized that I need to stop complaining about my life and start celebrating it again.


Today, a boy in a wheelchair saw me desperately struggling on crutches with my broken leg and offered to carry my backpack and books for me.  He helped me all the way across campus to my class and as he was leaving he said, “I hope you feel better soon.”.


Today, I was traveling in Kenya and I met a refugee from Zimbabwe.  He said he hadn’t eaten anything in over 3 days and looked extremely skinny and unhealthy.  Then my friend offered him the rest of the sandwich he was eating.  The first thing the man said was, “We can share it.”

It’s so Amazing – that we can say so much with just few words…!!


Rick Savage Private Eye – Book Report

I hadn’t had a case in months. But here in Rivercity, I didn’t go looking out for trouble. Trouble had a way of finding ‘me’…!” Rick was thinking.

Rick Savage is reading newspaper, sitting on his chair with folded foots over the table. The table is cluttered with newspaper articles and the room is so dark that it is hard to look at even one’s own hand.

Just then, the door thudded.

Rick looked irritated. He folded his newspaper back and put it down on the table, saying “It’s open…”

A blonde girl with beautifully crafted face came inside. She was wearing a knee-length overcoat.

“Are you Savage?” the girl enquired.

“Only until I have my morning coffee… What’s your moniker?” Rick replied.

“My moniker is Monica. But my friends call me ‘trouble’…”

Rick exclaimed to himself “I was right! I had trouble right here at Rivercity!

Rick asked Monica “What seems to be the trouble, Trouble?”

Monica walked in her own charming way all to the table Rick was sitting at and said “It’s my husband, Felton. I think he’s trying to… kill me!”

Rick got up to his feet in shock and moved all around the table towards Monica.

“What makes you think so, doll-face?” Rick asked.

“This…” Monica pulled out a letter from her coat and gave it to Rick.

Rick opened the letter-

Dear Monica,
I’m gonna kill you.

Rick walked to and fro in the room for about a minute. And then he turned to Monica and said “This could be a death threat, alright! What you want me to do about it, gorgeous?”

“I want to hire you…” Monica replied.

“That would be 200 bucks…” Rick said.

“… to keep me alive!” Monica added.

“… in advance!” Rick added.

Rick thought “I’m good but I’m not stupid!


It was a typical rusty club. Round tables with red cloth on them. Four chairs arranged at each table in perfect order that it seemed that no one’s ever touched them. A piano in the far left corner with an old trembled musician trying to play. The receptionist at the door looked bored of all the guests around and was sleeping standing at the reception. The bar counter was as usual, unattended.

Rick entered the club. Monica had asked him to meet her at that torch-light club, where she was the torch-singer. She figured her husband wanted to bump her off.

“Hey Savage!” A man in his forties, wearing black coat and holding a cigar in his hands came to Rick.

“Well… it’s ain’t good all inspector, Franklin!” Rick commented.

“You’re right. It’s new tenant farmer! What you doin’ here, famous!” Franklin replied.

“I’m on a case, flat-foot!” Rick replied.

Franklin threatened “Watch it, Gumshoe! Or I’ll pull your license, pass you a ticket and clean your cloak!”

Rick was again suspicious and murmured to himself “I got the feeling that he didn’t like me…

Rick walked to a table and sat down. A waitress in exposed gown came to Rick and said “Hey there, Savage!”

“Well… it ain’t my favourite waitress! How you’re doing, Francie!” Rick talked in his usual suspicious tone.

“What can get you, Savage?”

“The usual…”

“Ok…” And the waitress lowered herself on Rick and kissed him.

Rick murmured “The food here stinks, but the service is incredible…!

Rick pushed her off and said “Not now, Francie! I’m on a case…”

Francie said briskly “That guy over there… He’s creep! I think he’s up to no good!”

Rick saw that man Francie was referring to. He was a dull face, no vigor man in his thirties. He was sitting alone on the last table with his hands on the table. He looked like he was waiting for someone.

“What makes you think so, gorgeous?” Rick enquired.

Francie replied “He’s been here since an hour, and all he’s ordered is a butcher knife!”

“Don’t worry babe! I’ll check it out…” Rick said in an casual tone.

Rick went to that man and said “Hey buddy! You mind telling me who you are?”

“The name’s Mitch. Felton Mitch…” The man replied.

Rick suspiciously asked “You don’t happen to be married to a songbird named Monica?”

“Yes… Till death, the worst part!” Felton replied with a smeared face and rage in his eyes.

Rick walked back to his table and thought “I’d better keep one eye on Monica and one eye on Felton.”

The music started to play. Monica came from darkness. She was looking like a princess of the heavens! She was dressed all white with white fur around her neck. She walked slowly and looked directly at Rick. She was singing a song and her eyes said something, as if she was trying to say something through that song, or may be something important than the song…

Rick saw her with his mouth open. He was dumbstruck at the flawless beauty of Monica… He murmured “To heck with Felton! I’d keep my both eyes on Monica!!”

Monica sung her song melodiously like a bird. She sat on the bar table and tilted against the side poles. All of a sudden, the lights went off. There was a sound of gun-shot! Someone screamed and the lights came back…

Monica lay on the floor, still looking beautiful, but dead…

Everyone ran towards her body. Franklin knelt over her body and checked for her pulse. He instructed two guys to move her body out. Then he turned to the crowd and roared “Alright now! Nobody move… Everyone here is a suspect.”

“Everyone, but me… Rick Savage, Private eye!” Rick said.

Rick continued “Monica gave me a death threat letter she got. And it was signed ‘F’.” He said it with a special stress on F and looking towards Franklin.

“So?” Franklin said.

“That means you’re a suspect too!” Rick explained.

“That’s ridiculous! I’m a cop!” Franklin said in protest.

“Well then… It must be her husband.” Rick moved to the table Felton was sitting and said “Why did you do it, Felton?”

Felton got up from his seat in protest and said “I didn’t kill Monica! I loved her…! I even carved out her initials on the table with this knife! Look!!” and he showed Rick his carvings on the table.

“Well well… Then may be it was Francie!” Rick said moving towards the place where Francie was standing.

“Don’t throw it, Savage! I was in the kitchen when she was shot!” Francie replied in her defense.

The door of the club opened again and a girl came in.

“Hey look! Monica’s alive!” Franklin exclaimed on looking at Monica coming in from the door. She was dressed in a black woolen top and a round hat.

“Well! I’m Monica’s twin sis! Monica called me here to meet her tonight!”

Rick said “Well I’m afraid you’re a little late. Monica just cashed her cheque…”

“Oh no!!” Exclaimed the girl and started crying.

“Lay there gorgeous! You got a name?” Rick said.

“I’m Veronica…” said the girl.

“Well that starts with a ‘V’. So you’re not a suspect.” Rick said.

“… but my friends call me ‘Fun’…” Veronica continued.

Rick was thinking. He looked at the innocent faces of people standing there. His suspects – Franklin, Felton, Francie and Fun! And voila! He suddenly got that who was his killer… Savage has solved another case!
Self-pleased Rick smirked his smile and noted down his pointers in notebook…


Well this piece was taken from one episode from “The Small Wonder” titled “Big J Private Eye”… In the episode following was the conversation after pictorial representation of above story-

Reggie: “Hey! What kinda ending is that!!”

Joan: “Jamie! You can’t let the story hanging like that!”

Jamie: “You all really wanna know who’s the murderer?”

The class unanimously said “Yeah!”

Jamie: “You gonna have to read the book…”


Bedtime Story(s)… [Part-2]


The Fisherman went on “Once upon a time, there lived a Fisherman who was fishing in a river. And then he caught a big fish… The Fisherman was happy… ”

“Boring!” The Jinni started to get up again.

“Wait! It gets better later!” the Fisherman shouted. The Jinni sat again saying “Whatever!”

The Fisherman continued “He removed the struggling fish from the hook and was going to put him into the basket, then the fish spoke…”


The Fisherman was astonished to see a fish speak! “You can talk!”

“Of course I can! And what are you doing to me! Let me go!”

The Fisherman replied “No I can’t. I will give you to my wife who would cook you for our dinner.

“No! You can’t!”

“Of course I can!”

“No, I have something to share to you after which you will let me go.”

The Fisherman was annoyed and said “What?”

“A story… I was not always a Fish! I was a man, a prince! One day, I was going through a forest on my horse. I was hunting. A fox came from bushes and attacked us (me and my horse). My horse kicked him and he went boom on to a tree and fell there on the ground. I went to him with my bow and was about to kill him that he cried-”
“Don’t kill me!”

“You can talk!?”

“Yes, I can.”

The Fisherman interrupted “Wait a second! How can a fox speak!”

The Fish replied “Duh! Like a Fish can speak! Now don’t interrupt in between.”

“But how can a Fish speak!” Jinni shouted

“Wait and you’ll see!” The Fisherman replied.

The Fish continued (and so did the Fisherman)- I was shocked to see a talking fox so I asked him about that.

“I can talk because I am a witch!”

I said “Whatever! I’m gonna kill you!”

“Wait! You cannot kill me!”

“Of course I can! You attacked us, you wanted to kill me and my horse!”

“No I only came warn you!”

“What warning?” Prince was confused.

Fox continued “Once upon a time, there was a wizard. He loved his animals so much. Especially the dear that he had. But one day, two men from near by kingdom came and hunted the dear. They killed the poor dear! The wizard was very angry! He turned both the men into dears! And from that day he is turning anyone who comes into this forest into some or other animal!”

“And you are saying that he turned you too into this fox!?”

“Yes!” Fox said, desperate to prove his point.

“Do I look a fool to you? That I’ll believe your stupid story? I’m gonna kill you and that’s final!”

“No, believe me! I’m saying the truth!”

“Don’t play your cunning tricks on me! You can’t fool me with this!”

While the prince was saying this, a shadow appeared from thin air behind the prince. And out of that shadow, a dark figure crept out. It took form of a man. The wizard had come!

“Yes! I can’t fool you! Now, it’s too late!” and fox pointed towards the back of the prince with his paw.
The prince turned around and was shocked to see the wizard standing in front of him!

Prince blabbered “Umm.. Hi..! I’m just a visitor here. I mean no harm to your forest, really! Now, I’m leaving. So, bye! Have a nice day!” And the prince started to walk away!

With a wave of his wand, the wizard summoned the prince back to him. He waved his wand again and brought out a wagon wheel out of nowhere. There on it were printed images of various kinds of animals.
“Welcome to my forest, Prince” The Wizard said. “I shall turn you into an animal, but you can have your choice!”

He turned the wheel in circle. The Prince shouted “No! Stop!” and the wheel stopped. It was pointing to a fish. The wizard gave a scoffing smile.

The Prince got scared and cried “No! Don’t! Please don’t make me an animal! You will regret it if you turn me into an animal!”

The wizard was laughing loud. “What nonsense! I am going to convert you into a Fish anyway!”

“No I have a story to share to you!”

“What story?”

“It is a story of a prince, a witch and a wizard…”

“Oh a wizard! Ok go on! It must be a good one!” The wizard was keen to listen to a story of a wizard.

The Prince continued- “Once upon a time, there was a Prince. He and his friends did party all night. Due to the noise and commotion, an old lady who lived just across his palace could not have sound sleep. So, one day she shouted from the window of her house towards the palace “Can you cut this crap! People are trying to sleep here!”

The prince replied “Oh really! Very bad!” and went back to his party, teasing the old lady.

The old lady was very annoyed and she decided to teach the prince a lesson. She vowed that she would not allow the prince to sleep at night, at any night of his life. Actually, she was a witch. One night, she sneaked into the palace and put her enchantments on the prince, so that he cannot sleep at night, even if he did anything.

The spell worked well. The prince tried many things but couldn’t sleep. Counting the sheep, keeping wet clothes on eyes, dreaming a dream, various postures of sleeping, sleeping pills and so on.

The witch in fear of the prince’s troops, went to live into the forest. There she met the wizard. The wizard turned the witch into a fox.

The wizard said “The story seems to be a bit familiar!” The fox coughed.

The Prince went on “Then the prince called for a friend who told her stories, so that he could sleep well at night. The girl told her stories at each night and then the prince could sleep at peace. The End.”

“But wait! What happened to that wizard! What about him?” The wizard cried.

“The wizard, oh! But that’s a different story!” the prince replied.

“But how did the fox talked!” the Fisherman cried.

“Oh that! That’s a different story altogether.” the Fish replied.

“But how did the fish talked!?” the Jinni asked.

“Oh the Fish! That’s altogether a different story.” the Fisherman replied.

With this the wizard left the prince, the fisherman left the fish and the Jinni left the fisherman…

And the boy started feeling dizzy… The girl kissed him good night and both went to sleep…

P.S.: This story is not my creation, but I read it somewhere and wanted to share. So I’ve only translated it into English…

Bedtime Story(s)… [Part-1]

Once upon a time, there lived a boy. He was very fond of sleeping. But he had one problem. He couldn’t sleep till someone told him a story.

There was a girl, who was very fond of telling stories. But she was sad that nobody was there to listen to her stories.

Both of them in mutual interest became friends and started a long lasting friendship. Their bedrooms windows were connected and many times at night they switched to other person’s room and kept on talking till the time someone would come and stop them. (Usually the girl talked and the boy listened).
On one of such nights-

The boy said “I’m unable to sleep! Please help me my friend!”

The girl replied “Let me tell you a story…”

“Once upon a time, there was a hardworking Fisherman. He worked hard to earn his livings and to nourish his family. One fine day, he was on his usual fishing expedition. He tried several times he caught something heavy. He started to whirl his fishing wheel. He was excited that finally he has caught a big fish which would make him rich.

When he brought his catch out of the water, he was shocked to see the thing he had caught, which was not a fish. It was shiny and heavy, probably made of a metal. It was obviously not a fish.

The Fisherman removed the thing from the hook of his fishing stick. He examined it a little and came to the conclusion the it was a lamp. It was made of some shiny bluish metal with yellow stones on it. The Fisherman was more than shocked. He had never seen such a lamp in his life before.

The lamp was wet. So, he tried to dry it using his shirt. When he rubbed the lamp, it started vibrating. It was vibrating so hard that the fisherman dropped it in his boat. He was scared to take it back. He started praying to God to save him and begged forgiveness for his sins.

The lamp stopped vibrating. A liquid or gel like thing started flowing out of the lamp’s opening. The Fisherman recalled his childhood when his grandma told him the story of Aladdin and the Magic Lamp. He was excited and had already started planning what three wishes he would ask for if this lamp is ‘that’ magic lamp.

The liquid like thing started flowing upwards towards the sky. It accumulated half a meter above the boat and it formed a shape of a human body. The Fisherman was very sure that it was The Jinni!

The Jinni! Finally his life would no longer be such a misery! He would be able to give his family everything that they have never even dreamt about. They would be rich! They would never have a day of hunger! They would have their own house!

While he was lost in such thoughts, the Jinni cried out “Aaahh! It’s been a thousand years! A lot of time to sleep actually! Who brought me out? WHO BROUGHT ME OUT?” The Jinni was shouting! He seemed angry!

The Fisherman replied timidly “It was me! Here.”

“Oh! It was you! You must have a bad fate that you found me!”

The Fisherman was irritated. He said angrily “What do you mean? Bad fate! Aren’t you going to grant me three wishes!?”

The Jinni started laughing. It was a deadly laughing. The Fisherman was scared again. Something was not right here.

“Actually, it has always been like this for last 10,000 years! Every time the same thing! Someone takes me out, I grant him three wishes, blah-blah-blah! And I go back to this stupid lamp! Why me? Who thought of this? If I am able to find him, I’m gonna kill him! He has no idea how difficult and boring it is to spend all these years in this small stinking lamp!” The Jinni sounded sad and angry.

“That’s why, I vowed to myself that I would not grant the wishes of that person who brought me out of this lamp! So you are not going to get anything today!”

The Fisherman was sad. He was still the same Fisherman. His dreams were still dreams…

“OK. Today is not the day! Then let me go to my work again. I don’t want to keep my kids hungry tonight. And it is not a Bad Fate! It is just not my Good Fate! I haven’t lost anything!”

The Jinni gave a mocking smirk. “Actually you are going to!”

The Fisherman was confused.

“Even after not granting their wishes, people never stopped looking out for me! They just wanted to take a picture of me and them so that they can show off to others that they found me! So people kept on annoying me while I was enjoying my sleep!”

“Excuse me! Didn’t you say just before that you were sick of the lamp?” The Fisherman raised an eyebrow.

“Yes I was! But then I found out that the world outside the lamp is very dark and cruel. People are selfish and they don’t even care of their brothers or family when they come between them and their obsession! So, I kind of developed a feeling for my lamp. At least I was happy, I was pure inside it! So, to stop people from ruining my peacefulness inside the lamp, I vowed to kill anyone who disturbs me from my rest!”

Fear crept through the throat of the Fisherman. Everything seemed to have paused but only he and this Jinni in the world. He wanted to run, he wanted to shout, he wanted to fight; but he knew that nothing would help him in front of this Jinni!

“I don’t wanna die! Please, you should let me go!” the Fisherman said in a trepid voice.

“I’m sorry, but I can’t defy my vow! It’s Jinni’s Code of Conduct!” the Jinni replied.

Jinni then brought out of thin air a wagon wheel like structure and said “So, let’s find out how you gonna die! We don’t know but may it be of your choice!” With that he swirled the wagon wheel. It started moving in circle and there were various methods of killing someone printed on it. And a pin above it. Just like we have in Casino games.

The Fisherman was scared and shouted “Stop!”

The wheel stopped. The pin pointed to ‘Worm Eaten’. The Jinni said “Oh! That’s.. Umm.. Interesting!”

The Fisherman said “You cannot kill me!”

“Of course I can! Huh!” the Jinni sported.

“No you cannot… Because I have got to tell you something, after which you would not want to kill me!” the Fisherman bounced.

The Jinni was confused and asked “What?”

“I have a story to tell you!”

The Jinni replied “Ok! Go on… A story won’t take much time and then I’ll kill you!” and he sat down on the boat.

The Fisherman continued…

(Move to Part-2…)

P.S.: This story is not my creation, but I read it somewhere and wanted to share. So I’ve only translated it into English…