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![]() A weblog specially set up by two medical students who got "tricked" into their course. Here we will post our thoughts about various things under the sun, not necessarily medically related...haha :) Ok lah, frankly it's just a way to keep our sanity... About us.. 22F. Medical students. UM. Malaysia ![]() Cyanide / CN- chemically, a colourless gas, rapidly acting and quite deadly...but in reality, nothing like that. here is another talented character who will definitely add a lot of colour to your life... :) ![]() j e l l i o ` originates from the word "jelly", bit squishy and undecisive but nevertheless quite determined to get this blog up and running.. Disclaimer.. All content in this blog are products of our thoughts. None of which should be taken seriously. No offense towards anyone is intended. Reading is at your own risk. Tagboard..
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Sunday, July 24, 2005Are you a cracked pot?A water bearer in India had two large pots, each hung on the end of a pole which he carried across his neck. One of the pots had a crack in it, while the other pot was perfect and always delivered a full portion of water. At the end of the long walk from the stream to the house, the cracked pot arrived only half full. For a full two years this went on daily, with the bearer delivering only one and a half pots full of water to his house. Of course, the perfect pot was proud of its accomplishments, perfect for which it was made. But, the poor cracked pot was ashamed of its own imperfection, and miserable that it was able to accomplish only half of what it had been made to do. After 2 years of what it perceived to be a bitter failure, it spoke to the water bearer one day by the stream. "I am ashamed of myself, and I want to apologize to you. I have been able to deliver only half my load because this crack in my side causes water to leak out all the way back to your house. Because of my flaws, you have to do all of this work, and you don't get full value from your efforts." The bearer said to the pot, "Did you notice that there were flowers only on your side of the path, but not on the other pot's side? That's because I have always known about your flaw, and I planted flower seeds on your side of the path. Every day as we walk back, you've watered them. For two years I have been able to pick these beautiful flowers to decorate the table. Without you being just the way you are, there would not be this beauty to grace my house." Moral: Each of us has our own unique flaws. We're all cracked pots. But it's the cracks and flaws we each have that make our lives together so interesting and rewarding. You've just got to take each person for what they are, and look for the good in them. Remember to appreciate all the different people in your life! Thanks for being my "crackpot" friends!! :) # scribbled by cyAnide at 7/24/2005 02:38:00 AM
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