<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6549205851156643059</id><updated>2024-12-18T19:31:18.028-08:00</updated><category term="Moral"/><category term="Fables"/><category term="Bangladesh"/><category term="Story"/><category term="Don&#39;t tell a lie"/><category term="Help"/><category term="Shahneel"/><category term="limit"/><category term="11th Batch"/><category term="2011"/><category term="Arrow"/><category term="Attitude problem"/><category term="Bow"/><category term="Building castles in the air"/><category term="Cigarette smoking"/><category term="City Bank"/><category term="Corruption Perceptions Index"/><category term="Costa Brava"/><category term="Dhaka"/><category term="Eagle"/><category term="Eaglet"/><category term="Facilities Tower"/><category term="Fajr"/><category term="Faridpur"/><category term="Fix the Fox"/><category term="Friends"/><category term="HBsAg"/><category term="ICC World Cup"/><category term="Impossible is nothing"/><category term="Industry"/><category term="Industry is the key to success"/><category term="Islamic Republic of Iran"/><category term="Land of Rivers"/><category term="Life is more valuable than time"/><category term="Might is Right"/><category term="Moorfowl"/><category term="Never tell a lie"/><category term="People are not always what they appear to be"/><category term="Replacement"/><category term="Reve Systems"/><category term="SBPGC"/><category term="Sky"/><category term="Success"/><category term="Time and tide wait for none."/><category term="Transparency Internationl"/><category term="Tuberculosis Bacillus"/><category term="Ups and downs of life"/><category term="behavioral change"/><category term="beloved homeland Bangladesh"/><category term="bolt from blue"/><category term="cigarette smoking is injurious to health"/><category term="deed"/><category term="extra-curricular activities"/><category term="need"/><category term="others"/><category term="package holidays in Costa Brava"/><category term="people"/><category term="the best student"/><title type='text'>Learn every span</title><subtitle type='html'>from the School of Life...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://practical-fables.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6549205851156643059/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://practical-fables.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10538786685617395281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6549205851156643059.post-177420052178535349</id><published>2013-09-02T13:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2013-09-02T13:59:31.677-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="11th Batch"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Arrow"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Bow"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Don&#39;t tell a lie"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Facilities Tower"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Reve Systems"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="SBPGC"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Ups and downs of life"/><title type='text'>Bow: The ups and downs of Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;After a long break I have come again to write a moral story about my practical life experience.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Let me start the tale -&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Last night I could not sleep well because of load shedding problem which made me to get late in the morning today. Today my morning started at 12.00 pm. I woke up and did typical day to day activities and got ready for my office. When I went to the rickshaw stand most of the rickshaw pullers denied to take me to my desired destination. Some how I managed to get to the bus stand and got into a mini-bus. It was almost late for me to reach office and in the meanwhile the mini-bus entered into a gas refilling station and it was taking so much time, this is why I had to leave the bus and walk on my foots.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a name=&#39;more&#39;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;I reached my office, &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.revesoft.com/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Reve Systems&lt;/a&gt; and got into our department on the 13th floor of &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.panoramio.com/photo/44245016&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Facilities Tower&lt;/a&gt;. I logged into my account from one of my colleague&#39;s PC. It took almost 3.00pm for him to leave the desk and that is why I could not get any desk to sit. I was turning furious about this issue and asked one of our senior colleagues to solve this issue.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;No PCs were free for me to sit before and and it took about 6.00pm for me to get a free desk to sit before and work on. Somehow I spent my leisure time from 3.00pm to 6.00pm and started working in a desk that I got freed. It was just a boring day for me to pass because I had nothing to do. Somehow I overcame the duty hour doing some server updating activities and then it was 10.30pm and we were preparing for getting back to home. We got down from our office building and got into the office&#39;s car.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;One by one the car dropped all of the colleagues of our department and at last it was my turn to get down from the car because I was near my home and was feeling like tired of passing a boring day. At 11.45pm I entered my room. My mom was awake and did not have her dinner because of me. So I got freshened and started eating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Suddenly my mom said that my cousin who was pregnant gave birth to a sweet little angelic girl. I was amazed to hear that. This was my first good news of the day.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished my dinner and sat before my computer and started conversation with some of my class mates of &lt;a href=&quot;https://www.facebook.com/groups/batch11th/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;11th Batch&lt;/a&gt; of Department of Business Administration of &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.sbpgc.edu.bd/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Shaikh Burhanuddin Post Graduate College&lt;/a&gt;. All of a sudden my friend gave me a link and said that our semester final result was published. I searched for my name in the tabulation sheet and saw that I have passed. Although I could not make it to the top but I am happy that the Almighty has given a fruit for my last 6 year&#39;s patience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;And last of all, I mean now, I have realized that -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&quot;&lt;a href=&quot;http://practical-fables.blogspot.com/2013/09/ups-and-downs-of-life.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;An arrow can only be shot by pulling it backward. When life is dragging you back with difficulties, it means it is going to launch you into something great. So just focus, and keep aiming, something better is waiting for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;You might also like to read my previous tale as well - &quot;&lt;a href=&quot;http://practical-fables.blogspot.com/2012/07/dont-tell-lie.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Don&#39;t tell a lie, Fix the fox&lt;/a&gt;&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Following our past experience about &quot;&lt;a href=&quot;http://practical-fables.blogspot.com/2012/07/people-are-not-always-what-they-appear.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;People are not always what they appear to be&lt;/a&gt;&quot; we have come to know about another experience about lying and its demerits. Let&#39;s check out what we have learnt -&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Rafael is one of the best
advocates in the southeastern &lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Barcelona&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Barcelona&lt;/a&gt;. In his advocacy career he never failed
to get is clients rid of the litigations which were placed against them. With
his intelligence and sense of humor he helped all his clients to get rid of all
their blames. He made it possible by hook or by crook. The life was awesome to
him because he had experienced the best moments in it with his girlfriend Lily.
They were about to get married as he remained one of the famous persons in the
society.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;One day after having won a litigation of one of his clients he decided
to visit &lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Costa_Brava#Tourism&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;package holidays in Costa Brava&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; one of the awesome sandy
beaches in Barcelona. Let me tell you that “Costa” refers to the “Coastal”
region and the “Brava” refers to the “Wild” but the actual meaning of “&lt;a href=&quot;http://wikitravel.org/en/Costa_Brava&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Costa Brava&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;” does not refer to something wild this is just a place of interest
for the holiday seekers to enjoy their holidays on the sandy beaches where not
only the sea shore is enjoyable but also tracking on the wild mountains. Let’s
come to the point, on a suitable morning he left for the &lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Costa_Brava&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Costa Brava&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and
by the day he reached there and managed to find a suitable accommodation
somewhere in a nearby place form the beach. That day when he was in the beach
he met an octogenarian who seemed to be very much interesting to him so he kept
communication with him. By an evening the old man called Rafael and showed a
novel titled “&lt;b&gt;Fix the Fox&lt;/b&gt;” that he wrote during his whole life. In this
novel all the stories were referring to the cunningness of the lawyers. He
stated that he wanted to be famous with his master piece. Rafael borrowed the novel
from him and read it that night. By the morning he was called and asked to join
that old man at lunch. But it was the irony of fate that Rafael got the man
dead when he reached his home. Then he thought of publishing the book and did
so. But he did not acknowledge the old man’s name in the novel due to grief of
fame he put his name in the author. With the publication of that novel he got a
huge response from the public and got famous. Somehow the novel got in the
hands of COP who was fond of reading novels. He found the novel interesting
when he went through the book. The matter that interested him was five
different events which were stated in detail in that book. The bell rung his
brain because all the events the author stated in this book were referring to
real life events which remained unsolved by the police. For this reason, the
COP went to Rafael’s house and asked him whether he wrote the novel or not. He
asked the same question so many times and Rafael answered with positively each
time. Then the COP arrested him and took into his remand. When Rafael asked the
COP for the reason, the COP replied saying that the novel was referring to real
and unsolved criminal incidents where all the information was found fully
similar to this writing. Then Rafael tried to take back his words saying he did
not write the novel but the COP did not believe him and tortured him hardly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Learn Every Span has got another
experience to share with you in which we have learned to –&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href=&quot;http://practical-fables.blogspot.com/2012/07/dont-tell-lie.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #ea9999; font-size: x-large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;“Never tell a lie”&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;You might love to read our previous experience - &quot;&lt;a href=&quot;http://practical-fables.blogspot.com/2012/07/replacement-is-always-there.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Replacement is always there&lt;/a&gt;&quot;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Once upon a time there lived a
simple boy with complex thoughts. His name was Neel and he lived with his
parents. He was always told that his cousins were so much faster and modern than
him. He was a dull boy for others. He was a kind of introvert for this reason almost
everyone did not get together with him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;His mother always rebuked him
because he could not go for shopping or he always denied going to the market either
that was a vegetable market or that was for something else. He had a lacking in
him and that was he could not bargain for the pricings of the products. Only
for this reason he never tried to shop anything alone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;He learnt many things from the
world. When he was an adolescent he got another lesson from life. This time he
was shocked. He did some freelancing job for which he got sufficient within few
days. By the grace of the almighty he did not have to ask for financial help
from any of his friends never. On the late night of June he was not feeling
very well to be in his room for this reason he went out and called one of his
friends named Obak. He said that he was not feeling comfortable in his room for
this reason he came out on the road. They both started to walk along the street.
Suddenly they had a plan in their mind to visit a friend, who is a manager at a
nearby transporting agency, named Sen2. Both of Neel’s friends used to smoke
whenever they got together in that agency. That night both of them along with
Neel were gossiping in his agency and Obak said Sen2 had something to say about
Veer, Neel’s cousin. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Then Sen2 started saying what he
was about to say –&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;He asked whether Neel’s was in
need of any financial help. Neel got in a menace that he was asked about
monetary help while he did not ask for it. Then Sen2 asked Neel that Veer took
about two thousand bucks saying that Neel’s mother was in need of money while
his younger brother was suffering from HBsAg. The loan was taken by Veer almost
one year back. But Veer did not repay the loan he took.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Hearing this Neel was just
stunned. It was like a bolt from blue for him. After recovering from being
stunned he declared that his mother and he had never asked for any financial
help for anyone before therefore Veer cheated Sen2. From then Veer he has been behaving like nothing
happened. Neel would have been deprived of this matter if his friends would not
have told him. So Neel thanked them because they contributed another experience in Neel&#39;s life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;The moral that I got from this story was -&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;People are not always what they appear to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;You might love to go through another of our experience - &quot;&lt;a href=&quot;http://practical-fables.blogspot.com/2012/07/replacement-is-always-there.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Replacement is always there&lt;/a&gt;&quot;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;After the realease of our post about &lt;b&gt;&quot;&lt;a href=&quot;http://practical-fables.blogspot.com/2012/06/industry-is-key-to-success.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Importance of Industrialism&lt;/a&gt;&quot;&lt;/b&gt; we are now sharing our thought about attitudes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Zoe is the best student in his campus known for performing
well in the extra-curricular activities. He has been popular among his friends
and teachers within his campus. Because of his multiple talents he has always
got the opportunity to participate in all type of extra-curricular activities
in his school, college and in his universities.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;He got his group formed with the best students of his
friends. Firstly he was doing very well with his group but gradually he found
that every one was praising his skills and trying to get him involved in what
ever the matter was. Though all these matters were supposed to be the positive
one’s because he never engaged himself with any mischievous deeds. But one day
morning he could not sleep well and got up early in the morning as he had to
attend the classes with the Finance teacher.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;So he got up earlier that morning and brushed his teeth and
had his breakfast earlier than other days. He was getting ready to start for
campus he got in a mess with someone in the street for a very mere reason. In
the meantime Ross one of his friends came and resolved their mess and took Zoe
to the class. His friend had noticed that Zoe had become stubborn and was
trying to prove him to be the right one while it was fully his fault. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;By the passage of time Ross forgot about what happened in
the morning and the behavioral change of Zoe. They performed as well as they
were before and the day came to an end. The next day Zoe was seen by Ross
getting in a menace with some of his group mates for what he had been boycotted
by all other group members except Ross as he was his best friend. Then Ross
tried to make him understand what his fault was but he was not able to
understand what he did with all his friends in at the afternoon in the
playground and estranged with Ross as well. All he did this because he started
thinking that he was the only boy in the campus and in his friend circle who is
capable of performing well in any tasks. But his such attitude mislead him to the
alternated path where there was no one left to wait for him to perform or to
take pride or to give hope to him for the betterment or Blah! Blah! Blah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Suddenly he noticed there were no one left to talk to him or
listen to what he says. When it came to campus performance he went to the
rehearsals and saw there was someone else in his position because he had not
been with the group for so long for which he lost everything he had including
all his prides and performance. After that day he never went to his university
and his parents took him to somewhere in the countryside where there was no one
existed to know him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;The moral behind sharing this post is to let you know that -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-large;&quot;&gt;“&lt;span style=&quot;color: #ea9999;&quot;&gt;Showing excessive attitude will let you down in someone’s
eyes, which has always been inspiring to you.&lt;/span&gt;”&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Fay and Ruth are best friends
from very mere age. Their families were well bonded with each other for this
reason each of them was always facilitated with all that was provided to other.
Gradually they grew up and understood different important things in their life.
Though everything was provided to both of them equally but the cognitive
knowledge was not equal in between them. When they were aged to be admitted
into pre-schools both of them got admitted into the same class. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;By and by the days started
vanishing from their life and they were on the eighth year of their age
timeline. In the school reports everything was fine but their result. They
started failing every year due to the lack of care taken by their parents. They
were very disheartened with their results and they made their first decision
individually to march for a better result. Fay started to take unfair means in
the exam by copying from others and many other ways. But Ruth did not like to
take any unfair means in the exam because he thought such path will not only
endanger his career but also lag him behind from all the knowledgeable things.
For this reason, he thought of trying hard and spending more time with studies.
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Fay always tried to attract Ruth
towards the fun and enjoying life but he refused him every time because he had
to shine in life. On the first year of Ruth’s hard working he could not make it
to the top of the best students but Fay did it by taking unfair means in the
exam. As they were best friends for this reason Ruth never disclosed the
secrets of Fay’s tremendous results. But he also did not sit in the bench only
he tried his best and had to face the criticizing of his parents always. But
yet he did not take the unfair means and tried to spend more time in studies
and this time he was on the top of the best student’s list.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Fay was astonished that he was
not on the top of the list because this year everything he answered all the
questions copying from others. For the fall of his rank Fay was very
disheartened and then Ruth came to him and said “See we both promised ourselves
that we will be on the top of the best student’s list but you are not on the
top because you took unfair means in the exam and I tried my best to boost my
results.” Then Fay understood what his mistake was and promised to Ruth that he
will leave all the funs and enjoyments and will concentrate on his studies.
Since then no one could break their records in the school’s best student’s
list.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;The moral of my story is -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;color: #ea9999; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-large;&quot;&gt;“Industry is the key
to Success.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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I have come from a simple living
middle class family where there is a bunch of problems already set up in your
life. The reason of saying bunch of problems indicates that there might be a
solution to a problem but another problem will automatically arrive in front of
you before you have resolved the first one. Anyways as I said there are lots of
problems those are surrounding my life one of them I have shared with all of
you because I am contrasting my problems with a national menace. My stories
might seem boring but I always share my experiences only and only those
experiences which taught me something.&lt;/div&gt;
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It was almost half past two at midnight.
Generally I go to bed at 2 or 3 am in the morning. But that night I went to bed
early. I was enjoying my sleep and the dreams those were hovering around my
mind. In the meanwhile I felt something bit on my back. I did not realize it
firstly but it was continually biting me. I got up and lit the lights in my
bedroom. The astonishing thing was I found lots of ants were marching on my bed
with a dead cockroach. I got a mop in my hand and forced it on my bed. All on a
sudden I saw there were no ants left in my bed, not even the cockroach.&lt;/div&gt;
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Then I went to my bed again and tried
to sleep. But something raised a storm in my brain to think what I have done. All
the night I kept thinking about the matter but was failing each time I
researched the matter. Just before the dawn I found my answer. The solution I
got was related with our country. Let me say something about it –&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Bangladesh used to be in the least10
ranked corrupted countries in the last few years. Though it has improved its
conditions to the ranking is at the 120&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; position of the &lt;b&gt;Transparency
International&lt;/b&gt;’s, &lt;b&gt;Corruption Perceptions Index&lt;/b&gt;, 2011. The reason of
this ranking was caused due to some insect formed human beings who did not think
of others but did all their crimes. They did brutal murdering of the innocent people,
kidnapping, thefts, robberies and many other mischievous deeds. But we remained
silent because we were simple living human beings but we did not think that all
they are causing lose to whom were us. For this reason, I would like to request
all those brave people to come forward to mop out these insects from our &lt;b&gt;beloved
homeland Bangladesh&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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The contrast of my story with
Bangladesh’s circumstances is if you want to keep your country free from
corruption you need to mop these insects out of the homeland. Only then you
will able to earn a comfortable living in this &lt;b&gt;Land of Rivers,&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;Bangladesh&lt;/b&gt;.
&lt;/div&gt;
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The lesson I have got from my
story was –&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;“&lt;b&gt;In order to sleep
well you need to wake up first&lt;/b&gt;.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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I am a graduate student today but
I think I could not have survived this much if someone special in my life would
not have sacrificed the most favorite thing of his life. The special person I
am going to talk about is my father. Let me come from the first scene I
remember. In my very mere age my father used to work as a night guard in the
embassy of &lt;b&gt;Islamic Republic of Iran&lt;/b&gt; which is situated in Dhaka. For
which he always was the latest person to return in our locality. During this
profession he went through great joyful and comfortable life. &lt;/div&gt;
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But due to some bureaucracy
of some other colleagues of his office he had to leave his only source of
income and our family’s only financial support. After that nightmare dream our
life had changed. My father became a vagabond and started to smoke daily. Some
day he inhaled almost five or six packets of cigarettes which were really
annoying especially for me. I always remain on the other side of the flow
whenever it comes on &lt;b&gt;cigarette smoking&lt;/b&gt;. I did not know that “&lt;b&gt;cigarette
smoking is injurious to health&lt;/b&gt;” hence I disliked it much. One day we were
out for a family picnic with more than 200 peoples. I sat with one of my uncle
who was a &lt;b&gt;chain smoker&lt;/b&gt; but I was completely unaware of his habit. This
unawareness caused a great difficulty for me. My friends said that I was gone
out of my mind for almost half an hour. My father understood my problem and
thought of it.&lt;br /&gt;
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Six years later when I was in the
twelfth standard my lunges got affected with Bacteria that caused me to suffer
from TB (&lt;b&gt;Tuberculosis Bacillus&lt;/b&gt;). My health was weakening day by day. I
turned into a man who has only skeletons without any muscles. I was
hospitalized but my health was not improving. One more thing I would like to
say is “My father loved me more than anything in this world”. For this reason
he was always there with me and took the best care of my health. One day got a
chance to ask for something and I did. I asked my father to leave his only bad
habit which was not only affecting him but also was taking our lives at stake. My
father firstly denied me but from the second day I saw that my father did not
smell like he smoked that day. I thought he might have washed his tongue so
that he does not smell. Two days passed I was astonished and asked my mother
whether my father left &lt;b&gt;cigarette smoking&lt;/b&gt; or not. She said that he left
smoking since the day I asked him to leave it. I just got another lesson in my
death bed that there is nothing in this world that can enslave a human being, although
I was recovered by the patience and potentials of my parents. Again there is
nothing in this world that men can not enslave. &lt;/div&gt;
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The moral of my experience indicates
two things those are almost similar –&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;“Impossible is
nothing.”&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;“Man is not a
slave of his own habit rather habit is the slave of man.”&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Janu was a pickup van driver
living in the Old Dhaka regions. He had a kid who was only four or five years
old and lost her mother in a very mere age. Then the driver got remarried with
her second wife Shahinoor. By a one year she also got pregnant. Oh! I forgot to
tell you that he was an inhabitant of Faridpur (one of the sixty four districts
and is supervised under Dhaka division in Bangladesh). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;During her pregnancy Shahinoor
was living at her parental house as it was her first child to be born. So he
just left her in his in laws house and every weekend he went to meet her. Last
weekend he had a delivery of products outside the district so that he could not
meet her beloved wife. So he postponed all his plans to visit his in laws house
and did his duty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Few days back he went to visit
the in laws and to see what were the conditions of Shahinoor? She was very
charmed to see that her husband came to see her crossing almost hundred miles
from his house. He stayed there for two days which were really memorable to
both of them. Shahinoor insisted Janu to stay there for the week. He thought of
her health and decided to stay there for a week. But that day his boss called
him back and asked for another delivery. For this reason he had to hurry to get
back to work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Some how he managed his wife to
permit him to get back to Dhaka. Every one at his in laws house was asking to
stay there for few days more with them. But he denied all of them and purchased
a ticket to get back to Dhaka. When he arrived at the bus stand the bus was
fully to brim. There was not a single space to stand still. So he thought he
should get on the roof of the bus so that it will be enjoying as well as easy
on his part of journey. (In the South Asian countries like Bangladesh, India,
Pakistan, Sri Lanka and some other countries the population is dense for which
it is often seen that people use the top of the buses and trains for their
transportation.) Janu took such decision and got up to the top of the bus. The
bus was moving faster and the scenario was awesome from the bridge over the
Padma River. When the bus was passing through a &lt;b&gt;CNG (Compressed Natural Gas)&lt;/b&gt;
operated auto-rickshaw came in front of the bus by chance. The bus driver had
to hit the hydraulic break to save the auto-rickshaw and it was successful to
do so. But Janu slid from the top of the bus and fell down upon the road in
front of the bus. He was hit in the head so badly and died on the spot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;All I want to say about this
incident is the intensity of hurrying in everywhere. We should keep in mind the
following moral that –&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;“Time and Tide
wait for none” but “Life is more valuable then time”.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black;&quot;&gt;You might also like to read this: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://practical-fables.blogspot.com/2012/04/might-is-right-story-on-icc-world-cup.html&quot; style=&quot;color: blue;&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&quot;Might is Right&quot;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;I am an inhabitant of Bangladesh.
It was really a thrilling and enchanting matter for us that &lt;b&gt;ICC World Cup&lt;/b&gt; 2011
will be held in the South Asian countries including the Bangladesh, Sri Lanka
and India. As I was living a few kilometers away from the Mirpur Stadium at
Dhaka therefore I thought a dream of mine will come true. Along with me some
other friends of mine also dreamt of watching the &lt;b&gt;ICC World Cup&lt;/b&gt; live in the stadium
sitting before the players. We were just &lt;b&gt;building castles in the air&lt;/b&gt; regarding
this event.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;The schedule of the first match in which the participating
countries were Bangladesh and India was on 19&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; February, 2011 at
2.30 pm. We thought we are sure to watch the match in the stadium as one of our
friend was working in the &lt;b&gt;City Bank &lt;/b&gt;the only seller of match tickets in
Bangladesh. Days were passing slowly. One day the tickets were made available in
several locations of&lt;b&gt; City Bank&lt;/b&gt;’s branches. One of the branches of this bank was
at Islampur, Dhaka which is one of the densely populated areas in Old Dhaka. We
thought we should get into queue from the night before the tickets would be
sold from. For this reason all of our friends got together at Islampur at
midnight at 12.30am. Our assumption worked that when we went there found there
was a long queue of people gathered to purchase the tickets to watch the match.
We also got into that queue. The night is really memorable because for the
first time in our lives we sat before a dust bin. People were gossiping around
us, we also spend the whole of the night in gossiping at the verge of the night
we were feeling sleepy for that reason we collected some old newspapers from
here and there and carpeted them on the road. For the first time we slept
before a dust bin on the dirty road beside the drains. It was really terrible
and noteworthy night for each of my friends including me. By and by the night
was over after the &lt;b&gt;Fajr&lt;/b&gt; (day’s first prayer in Islam) prayer we got back on our
queues and waited for the bank to open. At about eleventh hour some punks who
were the inhabitant of that area came and started to bully upon the people who
were in the queue. Then the public got scattered and those punks faked with the
public and told that they were trying to manage the queue. With all of their
tricky talking they entered inside the queue and made it longer than before. Where
we were standing after thirty persons from the ticket counter they pushed as
after three hundred persons. In that ticket counter the tickets were available for
only hundred and twenty persons. We understood the menace and left that queue
with our gloomy faces. We returned home and slept the whole day to recover last
nights sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Anyways the lesson we were taught
that night was –&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-large;&quot;&gt;“Might is Right”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-large;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;You might also like to read this: &quot;&lt;a href=&quot;http://practical-fables.blogspot.com/2012/02/friends-in-need-are-friends-in-deed.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Friends in need are friends indeed.&quot;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Mirza liked to play with computer hardware and software.
This is why his relatives call him if they face any computer related problems
and he is a fool that always tries to help them even though he is in hurry for
personal works. One day his uncle Mr. Farhan’s laptop was not working this is
why he called Mirza. As usual he repaired his uncle’s laptop without looking at
the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;A few days after, Mirza’s pc crashed and he called his uncle to call
for his friend who was the seller of Mirza’s pc. Then Mr. Farhan said that he
would call his friend as soon as he gets back to home. Mirza was waiting for
the response from Mr. Farhan. The time was passing by 8 to 9, 9 to 10, and when the
hands of the clock was about to touch 11&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; hour, Mr. Farhan called
him and said that he could not meet his friend and told Mirza he will take his
friend with him in Mirza’s house. Then Mirza realized that Mr. Farhan was just
ignoring him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;The moral of my story was -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-large;&quot;&gt;&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #ea9999; font-size: x-large;&quot;&gt;You might have helped someone thousands of times, but when
you need them they will not even hang out with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-large;&quot;&gt;&quot; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;How about reading this story: &lt;a href=&quot;http://practical-fables.blogspot.com/2012/02/life-of-eaglet.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&quot;Life of an Eaglet&quot;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Once upon a time an Eagle has no nest to live. So that she laid her egg in the nest of a Moorfowl in the jungle. The Moorfowl incubated the egg with care. Oneday a little eaglet came out of that egg. It was growing up as a Moorfowl baby. It started behaving like Moorfowl and started crowing like it and it never new how to fly high in the sky. Days were passing by and by...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;One day it saw an Eagle was flying in the sky. It was astonished to see, something up in the air and asked so called mother, what was that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;The mother Moorfowl stated &quot; It&#39;s an Eagle, an awesome big bird. Though you look like this bird but you were born as a Moorfowl. You can never fly like that bird.&quot;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;The Eaglet believed the mother Moorfowl and never tried to fly. The days were passing somehow. The Eaglet was grown up and one day it died.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;The Eaglet was born to fly high in the sky but that truth remained unknown to him!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;The Moral of this story is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-large;&quot;&gt;&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #ea9999; font-size: x-large;&quot;&gt;In this world there are lots of people start their life with such extra-ordinary powers, but most of remain unable to proper utilize their power&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-large;&quot;&gt;&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;You might also love to read this: &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://practical-fables.blogspot.com/2012/01/help-others-but-keep-limit.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&quot;Help others but keep limit&quot;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Lord is a student in the National University of
Bangladesh. His background of study is Bachelor of Business Administration
(BBA). He got admitted in this university in the 2008. Now he is in the 7&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;
semester. He had a little knowledge about computer and for what he always
showed off his expertise to others. One day a senior lady came to him and asked
to help her to prepare her internship report. He thought it would be a great
chance to learn how to write internship report. He took the responsibility to
prepare it for the senior lady. Surprisingly it took less time for him to
prepare the report. The lady disclosed the qualities of Lord in front of
her friends and other students in the department. Gradually, he became popular
among his classmates. There was another reason behind his fame, which is his
punctuality. His teachers as well as other junior students began to seek help
from him. He got a little bit busy doing all these things and helping others.
In the meanwhile, other classmates were shining in their results. But he was
getting detached from his studies and attached with these unnecessary jobs. His
CGPA (Cumulative Grade Point Average) was gradually falling down but he did not
notice. It was so late, when he understood that his CGPA is much lower in
contrast with his classmates. Then he decided he would not show off everywhere
and he reduced the frequency of helping others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;The moral of this story is &lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-large;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;blockquote class=&quot;tr_bq&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-large;&quot;&gt;“&lt;u style=&quot;color: #ea9999;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Excess show off might mislead
you.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;
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