A priest dies and is waiting in line at heavens gate. Ahead of him is a
guy, fashionably dressed, in dark sun glasses, a loud shirt, leather
jacket and jeans.
God to the guy : who r u
Guy: i'm rickshaw driver from Surat
God:take this gold robe and enter kingdom of heaven.
God to the priest: who r u?
Priest: i'm priest and spent 40 yrs preaching good to people.
God: take this cotton robe and enter heaven.
Priest: god, how come that foul mouthed, rash driver gets a gold and I spent all my life preaching good get cotton.
God: results, my son, results. While u preached, people slept, when he drove, people really prayed...
Its performance, not position that counts..
