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A Priest and and a Bus Driver
A Priest dies and is waiting in a queue at the pearly gate.
Ahead of him is a guy, fashionably dressed, in dark sun glasses, a loud shirt, leather jacket & jeans.
God to the guy : Introduce yourself.
Guy : I am the Udupi-Mangalore Express Bus driver.
God : Take this gold robe & enter kingdom of heaven.
God to the Priest : Who are you?
Priest : I am a priest & spent 40yrs preaching good to people.
God : Take this cotton robe and enter heaven.
Priest : God, how come that foul mouthed, rash driver gets a gold & I spent all my life preaching good get cotton.
God : Results, my son, results.
While you preached, people slept but when he drove, people really prayed...
“Its Performance, not Position, that Counts !!”
Source:Sridhar Aiyengar
TAMBRAHM THINNAI
A Priest dies and is waiting in a queue at the pearly gate.
Ahead of him is a guy, fashionably dressed, in dark sun glasses, a loud shirt, leather jacket & jeans.
God to the guy : Introduce yourself.
Guy : I am the Udupi-Mangalore Express Bus driver.
God : Take this gold robe & enter kingdom of heaven.
God to the Priest : Who are you?
Priest : I am a priest & spent 40yrs preaching good to people.
God : Take this cotton robe and enter heaven.
Priest : God, how come that foul mouthed, rash driver gets a gold & I spent all my life preaching good get cotton.
God : Results, my son, results.
While you preached, people slept but when he drove, people really prayed...
“Its Performance, not Position, that Counts !!”
Source:Sridhar Aiyengar
TAMBRAHM THINNAI
