When You No Shame, Act As you wish

One of al-Qa'nabi preach this story. 'My father was a drunk and always mix with the young toughs.
One day he invited his friends and sat in front of the door, waiting for their arrival. As he waited, passed in front Syu'bah donkey denngan, followed by a number of racing behind him to catch up. "Who's that?" Said al-Qa'nabi. "Syu'bah," said someone who sat near him. "And who the hell Syu'bah it?" "A hadith scholars." "Recite a hadith for me."
The word al-Qa'nabi the (then) wearing a red dress. "You is not from among experts of hadith, I have no obligation to you." Syu'bah said.
Al-Qa'nabi took a knife and pointed it toward the Syu'bah. "You will narrate a hadith to me, or I'll hurt you!" Warned Al-Qa'nabi. 'Mansur narrated to us, "Syu'bah began," From Rabi'i from Abu Mas'ud, he said: The Messenger of Allaah alaihi wasallam said: "If you are not ashamed, do as you please." (Bukhari 6120).
Al-Qa'nabi threw the knife into the ground and back into the house. He took all the bottles of wine and pouring it into the ground. He said to his mother, "My friends would come soon. When they come, let them go and offer them food. After they finished, say what I did to (bolot-bottle) wine, so they will go. " Al-Qa'nabi were soon leaving for Medina, where he spent the next years of his life as a disciple of Imam Malik ibn Anas, and have the honor of the hadeeth narrated from the Imam. Source:
Stories of Repentance, the author: Muhammad Abduh Maghawiri

APPLE TREE STORY

Once upon a time there lived a big apple tree and the boy who liked to play under the tree every day. He liked to climb up into the treetops, eating fruit, lay down in the shade of the shade leaves. The boy loved the tree. Similarly, the apple tree loved the little boy.

Time flies. The boy has now grown up and no longer playing with the apple tree every day. One day he went to the apple tree. His face looked sad. "Come over here and play with me," pleaded the apple tree. "I'm not a little kid playing with the tree again," replied the boy. "I'd love to have a toy, but I do not have money to buy it." The tree replied, "Sorry, but I did not have money ... but you can pick all my apple fruit and sell it. You can get the money to buy toys kegemaranmu." The boy was so pleased. He grabbed all the apples on the tree and left happily. However, after that the boy never came back. The tree was sad.

One day the boy returned again. The tree was so excited. "Come play with me anymore," said the apple tree. "I do not have the time," replied the boy. "I have to work for my family. We need a house for shelter. Will you help me?" "Sorry, but I do not have a house. But you can cut all the branches rantingku to build your house," said the apple tree. Then the boy cut all the branches of the tree and left happily. The tree was also felt happy to see the boy happy, but the boy never came back again. The tree was again lonely and sad.

On one summer, the boy returned again. The tree was delighted to feel welcome. "Come and play deganku," said the apple tree. "I'm sad," said the boy. "I am old and want to live in peace. I want to go on holiday and sailing. Will you give me a boat to cruise?" "Sorry, but I do not have a boat, but you can cut the trunk of my body and use it to make a boat that you want. Go sailing and have fun." Later, the boy cut the tree trunk and make diidamkannya ship. He then went sailing and never again came to the apple tree.

Finally, the boy returned again after so many years later. "I'm sorry my son," said the apple tree. "I do not have more apples for you." "It's okay. I had not have teeth to bite the fruit apelmu," replied the boy. "I do not have trunks and branches that you can climb," said the apple tree. "Now, I'm too old for that," replied the boy. "I really do not have anything else can I give to you. All that remains is the root-akarku old and dying," said the apple tree with tears. "I do not need anything else right now," said the boy. "I just need a place to rest. I was very tired after all these years." "Oooh, very nice. Did you know, the roots of old trees is the best place to lie down and rest. Come, let us lay in the arms of the root-akarku and rest in peace." The boy lay in the arms of tree roots. The tree was glad and smiled with tears.

This is the story of us all. The tree is our parent. When we are young, we liked to play with our mother and father. When we grow up, we left them, and only come when we need something or in trouble. No matter what, our parents will always be there to give what they can give to make us happy. You might think that the boy had been acting very rough on the tree, but that's the way we treat our parents.

Spread this story to brighten more colleagues. And, most important: to love our parents. Tell our parents now, how much we loved him and thanked him for his entire life has been and will be handed to us.

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story about two mental hospital patients.

The thing that often makes us grateful is the tendency not to compare ourselves with others. We feel that others more fortunate. Wherever we go, there are always people who are smarter, more handsome, more beautiful, more confident, and richer than us. The grass is often seen from the grass greener in the garden itself. There is an interesting story about two mental hospital patients.

The first patient was sitting pensively as he muttered, "Lulu, Lulu.". A surprise visitor asked problems facing these people. The doctor replied, "This man is mad after her love was rejected by Lulu." The guests nodding, but once through the other cell he was surprised to see the residents constantly banged his head on the wall and shouted, "Lulu, Lulu". "This guy had problems with Lulu?" He asked in astonishment. The doctor then replied, "Yes, he is finally married to Lulu."

Life would be happier if we can enjoy what we have.

Because it is a grateful heart that the highest quality.

story is about a mother who was floating in the sea because shipwrecked

story is about a mother who was floating in the sea because shipwrecked, but still happy. When asked why so, he replied, "I have two sons. The first one is dead, who both live in opposite land. If it survived, I am very happy because it can meet with my second child. But even if drowned, I will be happy because I will meet with my first child in heaven.

grandfather who complain because they can not buy shoes

There is an interesting story about a grandfather who complain because they can not buy shoes, but shoes have long broken. One afternoon he saw someone who did not have legs, but remained cheerful. At that instant the old man stopped complaining and started grateful.