Repect Histoires

hus·tler /ˈhəslər/ noun An aggressively enterprising person; a go-getter.

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Many hundreds of years ago in a small Italian town, a merchant had the misfortune of owing a large sum of money to the moneylender. The moneylender, who was old and ugly, fancied the merchant's beautiful daughter so he proposed a bargain. He said he would forgo the merchant's debt if he could marry the daughter. Both the merchant and his daughter were horrified by the proposal. The moneylender told them that he would put a black pebble and a white pebble into an empty bag. The girl would then have to pick one pebble from the bag. If she picked the black pebble, she would become the moneylender's wife and her father's debt would be forgiven. If she picked the white pebble she need not marry him and her father's debt would still be forgiven. But if she refused to pick a pebble, her father would be thrown into jail. They were standing on a pebble strewn path in the merchant's garden. As they talked, the moneylender bent over to pick up two pebbles. As he picked them up, the sharp-eyed girl noticed that he had picked up two black pebbles and put them into the bag. He then asked the girl to pick her pebble from the bag.

#1 in respect I am graduated enough to get paid for I am smart enough to get paid for I am kind hearted girl to get paid for I am having patience level to some extent to get paid for but what I am asking as a pay in return... a little respect a little love a little care a little appreciation a little importance may be I am asking so much that can't be fulfilled in the life of a house wife

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A long time ago there was a boy. He was smart, talented and handsome. However, he was very selfish and his temper was so difficult, that nobody wanted to be friends with him. Often he got angry and said various hurtful things to people around him. The boy's parents very concerned about his bad temper. They considered what they could do and one day the father had an idea. He called his son and gave him a hammer and a bag of nails. The father said: „Every time you get angry, take a nail and drive into that old fence as hard as you can." The fence was very tough and the hammer was heavy, nevertheless the boy was so furious that during the very first day he has driven 37 nails. Day after day, week after week, the number of nails was gradually decreasing. After some time, the boy started to understand that holding his temper is easier that driving nails into the fence.

A popular speaker started off a seminar by holding up a 100 rupee note. A crowd of 200 had gathered to hear him speak. He asked, "Who would like this 100 rupee note?" 200 hands went up. He said, "I am going to give this 100 rupee note to one of you but first, let me do this." He crumpled the note up. He then asked, "Who still wants it?" All 200 hands were still raised. "Well," he replied, "What if I do this?" Then he dropped the note on the ground and stomped on it with his shoes. He picked it up, and showed it to the crowd. The note was all crumpled and dirty. "Now who still wants it?" All the hands still went up.

About a girl who is taking care of a one old who found love.

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One of the hardest things in life is to love yourself. Insecurities are the things that stop us from forming friendships, making memories, feeling comfortable and truely happy with ourselves. You want to be happy. Everyone does. To feel that true happiness you need to respect yourself, be patient with your self, accept your flaws and all your mistakes... You need to love yourself. Over come that wave of self hate and enjoy the peace of self love.

This is a story about the life of my mom, Eve Fulton. I started writing letters to her, two or three a week for several years. They talked about our journey together as a family and the issues we faced. When my mom passed, a volunteer came up to me to say she read the many letters to my mom. I asked her if she kept any. She replied no. So, for the passed year or so I have copied out the stories, and placed them in a logical order. The order will become more and more apparent as the tale progresses.

Once there was a small boy named Shankar. He belonged to a poor family. One day, he was crossing through the forest carrying some woods. He saw an old man who was very hungry. Shankar wanted to give him some food, but he did not have food for his own. So he continued on his way. On his way, he saw a deer who was very thirsty. He wanted to give him some water, but he did not have water for himself. So he went on his way ahead. Then he saw a man who wanted to make a camp but he did not have woods. Shankar asked his problem and gave some woods to him. In return, he gave him some food and water. Now he went back to the old man and gave him some food and gave some water to the deer. The old man and the deer were very happy. Shankar then happily went on his way.

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