An old man lived in an American town. His only son was in prison. The old man wrote a letter to his son.
Dear son,
I'm feeling pretty bad b'coz of my old age. It looks like I won't be able to plant my potato garden this year. I've become too week to dig up my garden plot. If you were here my all troubles would be over. I know you would dig the plot for me, if you weren't in prison.
With love..
Dad
Shortly the old man received this telegram:
"For Heaven's sake, Dad, don't dig up the plot !!! That's where I hid the GUNS!!!"
Next day early in the morning a dozen FBI agents and local police officers showed up and dug up the entire garden without finding any gun.
Confused , the old man wrote another note to his son telling him what had happened, and asked him what to do next.
His son replied 'Go ahead Dad! Plant your potatoes. Dad, It's the best I could do for you from here.'
Moral:
Success doesn't depend on size of BRAIN, but on size of THOUGHTS..
Speed of EXECUTION
Depth of DETERMINATION
and
Strength of ATTITUDE..
