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The Window
By Felix | June 5, 2008
I’m sure some of you might be wondering what’s going on with me as I have written in a while, well this is because I have a few serious issues to address that has been taking my time, but not to worry, I’ll share the full details of this with you soon as it is resolved.
In the meantime, I’ll share a story that really touched me today with you; I hope this keeps you guys busy till I bring the juicy details of what is going on.
A little hint is, I was wrongfully arrested last week, and for someone else’s mistakes and I nearly spent a whole weekend in jail is not for the timely intervention of a very good friend who brought in my lawyer at the nick of time.
I’ll go into full details soon as this is sorted out, I came online to the blog and realized I hadn’t written in a while, so in other not to make it all go stale, enjoy this for now and before the week runs out I’ll go give you guys the full gist of the jail cells look like these days and how our Nigerian Police handle case.
Enjoy… Â
Two men, both seriously ill, occupied the same hospital room. One man was allowed to sit up in his bed for an hour a day to drain the fluids from his lungs. His bed was next to the room’s only window. The other man had to spend all his time flat on his back.
The men talked for hours on end. They spoke of their wives and  families, their homes, their jobs, their involvement in the military service, where they had been on vacation. And every afternoon when the man in the bed next to the window could sit up, he would pass the time by describing to his roommate all the things he could see outside the window.
The man in the other bed would live for those one-hour periods where his world would be broadened and enlivened by all the activity and color of the outside world. The window overlooked a park with a lovely lake, the man had said. Ducks and swans played on the water while children sailed their model boats. Lovers walked arm in arm amid flowers of every color of the rainbow. Grand old trees graced the landscape, and a fine view of the city skyline could be seen in the distance. As the man by the window described all this in exquisite detail, the man on the other side of the room would close his eyes and imagine the picturesque scene.
One warm afternoon the man by the window described a parade passing by. Although the other man could not hear the band, he could see it in his mind’s eye as the gentleman by the window portrayed it with descriptive words. Unexpectedly, an alien thought entered his head: Why should he have all the pleasure of seeing everything while I never get to see anything? It didn’t seem fair. As the thought fermented, the man felt ashamed at first. But as the days passed and he missed seeing more sights, his envy eroded into resentment and soon turned him sour. He began to brood and found himself unable to sleep. He should be by that window - and that thought now controlled his life.
Late one night, as he lay staring at the ceiling, the man by the window began to cough. He was choking on the fluid in his lungs. The other man  watched in the dimly lit room as the struggling man by the window groped for the button to call for help. Listening from across the room, he never moved, never pushed his own button which would have brought the nurse running. In less than five minutes, the coughing and choking stopped, along with the sound of breathing. Now, there was only silence–deathly silence.
The following morning, the day nurse arrived to bring water for their baths. When she found the lifeless body of the man by the window, she was saddened and called the hospital attendant to take it away–no words, no fuss. As soon as it seemed appropriate, the man asked if he could be moved next to the window. The nurse was happy to make the switch and after making sure he was comfortable, she left him alone.
Slowly, painfully, he propped himself up on one elbow to take his  first look. Finally, he would have the joy of seeing it all himself. He strained to slowly turn to look out the window beside the bed. It faced a blank wall.
Moral of the story:
The pursuit of happiness is a matter of choice…it is a positive attitude we consciously choose to express. It is not a gift that gets delivered to our doorstep each morning, nor does it come through the window. And I am certain that our circumstances are just a small part of what makes us joyful. If we wait for them to get just right, we will never find lasting joy.
The pursuit of happiness is an inward journey. Our minds are like  programs, awaiting the code that will determine behaviors; like bank vaults awaiting our deposits. If we regularly deposit positive, encouraging, and uplifting thoughts, if we continue to bite our lips just before we begin to grumble and complain, if we shoot down that seemingly harmless negative thought as it germinates, we will find that there is much to rejoice about.
Topics: choice, life lessons |
June 5th, 2008 at 3:51 pm
If you cannot find happiness along the road, You will not find it at the end of the road.”Nothing can make u unhappy, unless you give it the power to do so.” happiness is within u.
June 5th, 2008 at 6:16 pm
D quest to finding happiness lies within ur reach!!it’s a quest no one can accomplish but u!! it’s a battle no one will come out victorious except u..it’s a game of chess only you can check mate without been questioned..
IT IS YOURS 2 FIND;IF ONLY YOU WANT TO…
June 5th, 2008 at 6:32 pm
@felix: 1luv ma bro!! A TOAST!!!
June 6th, 2008 at 1:12 am
very nice Felix i have read this yrs ago it touched me then n still does today when re-reading it.. ty for sharing it and for the food for thought.. and welcome back sweets glad ur ok.. love u plenty.. hope this weekend is much more pleasent then last.. wink xxx chat soon
June 6th, 2008 at 4:58 pm
I will be back to read up this post
June 7th, 2008 at 6:09 pm
I’ve been pursuing a desire for some days now. Though i haven’t got it but i believe that soon enough i will get it. The fact that i still pursuing can’t kill my joy…This reminds me of a film titled “IN PURSUIT OF HAPPYNESS” starring Will Smith and his son…
June 8th, 2008 at 4:50 am
@ Jesus, Good film