Wednesday, April 14, 2010

Two Stories

Dear Friends………..

Today I would like to share with you two Stories which if read separately have no significance but when read together gives a message of patriotism and nationalism.

WHY these two stories are of significance because of our prevailing National scenario where we have a dearth of National leaders having a vision with an element of Altruism and self sacrifice.

Nations are made because of Leaders who sacrifice themselves for the betterment of their Country and for the amelioration and betterment of their Countrymen.

If you are moved by this then spare some time from your busy schedule and raise your voice again CORRUPTION, EXPLOITATION and SOCIAL INJUSTICE…….

Ask yourself this question………….

What kind of a Pakistan are we leaving for our next generation………….?

Have we full filled our duty as a Conscientious citizen?

How will posterity remember us……………………..?

As a name unknown or as a visionary who showed the path of virtue, honesty, fair play and gave us an egalitarian society.

Let us be judged by the great deeds we do rather than by the wealth and buildings we amass.

Please try to forward this to as many people as you can……………


Social Activist

If you don’t forward this e-mail it means that you have no time for your dear and loved ones?

Very sooooon time may Ruuuuuun out for you…………..

Still being a revolutionary and a visionary I have great hope in the New generation……………………………

Must Read it till the end.

Two stories....


Many years ago back in the 1940, when the mafia syndicate was at its height and there was glorification of crime. The centre of activity of the mafia was Down town Chicago and Al Capone virtually owned the whole of Chicago. Capone wasn't famous for anything heroic. He was notorious for enmeshing the windy city in everything from bootlegged booze gambling, extortion, prostitution to murder.

Capone had a lawyer nicknamed "Easy Eddie." He was Capone's lawyer for a good reason. Eddie was very good! In fact, Eddie's skill at legal maneuvering kept Big Al out of jail for a long time.

To show his appreciation, Capone paid him very well. Not only was the money big, but Eddie got special dividends, as well. For instance, he and his family occupied a fenced-in mansion enclosed with live-in help and all of the conveniences of the day. The estate was so large that it filled an entire Chicago City block.

Eddie lived the high life of the Chicago mob and gave little consideration to the atrocity, belligerence and bellicosity of the mob that went on around him.

Eddie did have one soft spot, however. He had a son that he loved dearly. Eddie saw to it that his young son had clothes, cars and a good education. Nothing was withheld. Price was no object sky was the limit.

Despite his involvement with organized crime, Eddie even tried to teach his son the right from wrong. Eddie wanted his son to be a better man than he was and did not want him to follow the life of crime infamy or be a renegade.

Yet, with all his wealth and influence, there were two things he couldn't give his son; he couldn't pass on a good name or set a good example.

One day, Easy Eddie reached a very difficult decision. Easy Eddie wanted to rectify all wrongs that he had done.

He decided he would go to the authorities and tell the truth about Al "Scarface" (Capone’s nickname), clean up his tarnished image, and offer his son some semblance of integrity. To do this, he would have to testify against The Mob, and he knew that the cost would be great even to the imperil of his life. So, he testified……..

Within the year, Easy Eddie's life ended in a blaze of gunfire on a lonely Chicago Street. But in his eyes, he had given his son the greatest gift he had to offer, at the greatest price he could ever pay. Police removed from his pockets a rosary, a crucifix, a religious medallion, and a poem clipped from a magazine.

The poem read:

"The clock of life is wound but once, and no man has the power to tell just when the hands will stop, at late or early hour. Now is the only time you own. Live, love, toil with a will. Place no faith in time. For the clock may soon be still."


World War II produced many heroes. One such man was Lieutenant Commander Butch O'Hare.

He was a fighter pilot assigned to the aircraft carrier Lexington in the South Pacific against the Japanese.

One day his entire squadron was sent on a mission. After he was airborne, he looked at his fuel gauge and realized that someone had forgotten to top off his fuel tank.

He would not have enough fuel to complete his mission and had to get back to his ship.

His flight leader told him to return to the carrier. Reluctantly, he dropped out of formation and headed back to the fleet.

As he was returning to the mother ship, he saw something that turned his blood cold; a squadron of Japanese ZERO aircraft was speeding its way towards the American fleet.

The American fighters were all gone on a sortie, and the fleet was all but defenseless like a sitting duck. He couldn't reach his squadron and bring them back in time to save the fleet. Nor could he warn the fleet of the approaching danger. There was only one thing to do. He must somehow divert them from the fleet.

Laying aside all thoughts of personal safety, he dove into the formation of Japanese planes. Wing- mounted 50 caliber's, machine guns blazed as he charged in, attacking one surprised enemy plane and then another. Butch wove in and out of the now broken Japanese formation and fired at as many planes as possible until all his ammunition was finally spent.

Undaunted, he continued the assault. He dove at the planes, trying to clip a wing or tail in hope of damaging as many enemy planes as possible, rendering them unfit to fly.

Finally, the exasperated, bewildered and flummoxed Japanese squadron took off in another direction thus thwarting the brunt of the Japanese attack.

Deeply relieved, Butch O'Hare and his tattered fighter limped back to the aircraft carrier.

Upon arrival, he reported in and related the events of his dogfight with the Japanese squadron and the conditions surrounding his return. The film from the gun-camera mounted on his plane told the tale. It showed the extent of Butch's daring attempt to protect his fleet. He had, in fact, destroyed five enemy aircraft. This took place on February 20, 1942, and for that action Butch became the Navy's first Ace of W.W.II pilot, and the first Naval Aviator to win the Congressional Medal of Honor.

A year later Butch was killed in aerial combat at the age of 29. His home town would not allow the memory of this WW II hero to fade, and today, O'Hare Airport in Chicago is named in tribute to the courage of this great young man.

So, the next time you find yourself at O'Hare International, give some thought to visiting Butch's memorial displaying his statue and his Medal of Honor. It's located between Terminals 1 and 2.


Butch O'Hare was "Easy Eddie's" son

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