Good idea! Good speech! Good deed! Although it is long, it is worth reading, conscience
Somehow, he was talking sweetly and flirting on the phone, and he was fainting and weak, so I said to myself, Knox must have fallen in love with a fifteen-sixteen-year-old girl at this age, and his flirting skills have matured and are flourishing:
hello my love
my liver
my breath
Believe me, I will go
God, let me go around you
Oh God, don’t let me see you.
My curiosity paid off. I also observed Ms. Marple for a while. Two or three times a day, his phones were like this. I couldn’t stand it anymore. I said, have you given a so-and-so to the water? What are you doing wrong, friend? The love of the old man will shake, he will face scandal
He said how?
I said that you are cute and pretending to be ugly.
He got to the bottom of the article. laughed Tap on the iPhone. It was his wife. One of them is his mother or his wife’s mother. Or his children or siblings.
I was burned to the bone. Is this much #happiness possible? What else does a human being want from life? A person may burn in the oven of poverty and poverty, but there is such a love in his heart and life that it makes the fire a flower for him. Those genuine and real affections. Not Instagram shows and empty mouths.
I said, what the hell is in your tongue that is so greasy and soft? Is it possible to be so kind and speak well?
He laughed again. He said, what should I do, doctor? i love them They love me. I can’t be gentle with their charity at all.
I immediately asked about the life of Nene Bayesh.
He said that I am like Shimarban Dhi Jujoshn in front of the love of those two. They are very strange. They have such a way to each other’s hearts that they fulfill each other’s wishes without saying or asking. I am jealous of them.
What else does a person want from this life of imprisonment whose length and width are unknown? The story of this simple office colleague has shocked me. It seems that we have gone the wrong way. I keep asking myself, what else do you want from life?
This simple employee has now become my master. Whenever his phone rings, I strain my ears to see how he is talking. Maybe a flame from its previous heat will light up the rough stone of my tongue and heart. What else does one want from life?
Now I have no doubt that many of us have self-harm. We live to suffer. We like to suffer. We keep reproducing it and blaming it.
Let’s assume that society, politics, economy, etc., are all to blame. But what about the most private issues? What about talking to ourselves and inside our house? In the words of that servant of God, what else do you say?
I, who have a heart attached to #behaviorism, believe that if a person’s behavior is corrected, many of his thoughts and conditions will be corrected as well. And what behavior is higher than verbal verbs; It means language. If the way family members talk to each other is corrected, that is, they make a date together (even if it is done by force, disgust, coercion, and spoiling) and talk to each other well for a part of the day, after a while, even their feelings towards each other will change. will change In the words of #Moulana: O language, you are also an endless treasure. O tongue, you are also an incurable pain
Soft and loving language is like these stones that you throw on the water. The wave is also getting bigger and bigger. You can even start one way. Just don’t be a person who enjoys suffering and waiting for a miracle for happiness. Happiness is made, not found.
Even a single person can start. At first, you feel a little exploited and tired; But the wave of genuine love will take over everywhere.
You may not believe that this colleague of ours often forgets to take his cell phone with him. Leave the office. Well, there is no need. full of love There is no empty space to fill it with the virtual world.
Dr. Mohsen Zand
This post is written by Rozegar51