---------- Forwarded message ---------- From: Narayanan Ramakrishna Iyer <[email protected]> Date: 10 September 2015 at 16:24 Subject: Fwd: FW: YOU NEVER KNOW WHOSE HEART YOU MAY BE TOUCHING! To: NOCHUR RAMANATHAN <[email protected]>
---------- Forwarded message ---------- From: Nochur Ramanathan> Date: 6 September 2015 at 17:21 Subject: FW: YOU NEVER KNOW WHOSE HEART YOU MAY BE TOUCHING! Really a wonderful msg. It is said that Luck favours those who are hardworking. This may be an exceptional case but such cases really do happen. Thanks Anna YOU NEVER KNOW WHOSE HEART YOU MAY BE TOUCHING! One stormy night, many years ago, an elderly man and his wife entered the lobby of a small hotel in Philadelphia. Trying to get out of the rain, the couple approached the front desk hoping to get some shelter for the night. “Could you possibly give us a room here?” the husband asked. The clerk, a friendly man with a winning smile, looked at the couple and explained that there were three conventions in town. “All of our rooms are taken, ” the clerk said, “but I can’t send a nice couple like you out into the rain at one o’clock in the morning. Would you perhaps be willing to sleep in my room? It’s not exactly a suite, but it will be good enough to make you folks comfortable for the night.” When the couple declined, the young man pressed on. “Don’t worry about me; I’ll make out just fine,” the clerk said. So the couple agreed. As he paid his bill the next morning, the elderly man said to the clerk, “You are the kind of manager who should be boss of the best hotel in the United States. Maybe someday I’ll build one for you.” The clerk looked at them and smiled. The three of them had a good laugh. As they drove away, the elderly couple agreed the helpful clerk was indeed exceptional, as finding people who are both friendly and helpful isn’t easy. Two years passed. The clerk had almost forgotten the incident when he received a letter from the old man. It recalled that stormy night and enclosed a round-trip ticket to New York, asking the young man to pay them a visit. The old man met him in New York, and led him to the corner of Fifth Avenue and 34th Street. He then pointed to a great new building there, a palace of reddish stone, with turrets and watchtowers thrusting up to the sky. “That” said the older man, “is the hotel I have just built for you to manage.” “You must be joking,” the young man said. “I can assure you I am not,” said the older man, a sly smile playing around his mouth. The older man’s name was William Waldorf Astor, and the magnificent structure was the original Waldorf-Astoria Hotel. The young clerk, who became the first manager, was George C. Boldt. This young clerk never foresaw the turn of events that would lead him to become the manager of one of the world’s most glamorous hotels. You never know whose heart you may be touching! -- You received this message because you are subscribed to the Google Groups "Thatha_Patty" group. To unsubscribe from this group and stop receiving emails from it, send an email to [email protected]. For more options, visit https://groups.google.com/d/optout.
