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Thursday, September 24, 2009

Best Quotes

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Kisiki mohabat se hamne kya paya,
raat ki neend aur din ka chain gawaya.
kya kare hum is dil ka jise
aaj barbaad ho kar bi hosh na aaya.

Mujhse itna rishta banaye rakhna,
meri dosti tum dil mein basaye rakhna.
Waqt ko koi bandh nahi sakta,
par is dosti ko palko mein sajaye rakhna.

Kis dil se teri dilkashi ki tarif mangu,
is mohabat se teri judai ka dard mangu.
Mujhe to dard hai tujse dur rahne ka,
kis khuda se tujhse milne ki dua mangu.

Tumhari yeh shararat humari yeh sharafat,
Aag toh hai par jalan ka kahin pata nahi,
Tumhari yeh shokhiyan humari khamoshiyan,
Baatein to hoti hai par logon ka pata nahi.

Iss bhag daud bhare din mein,
Ek baat yaad rakhna,
Kaisi bhi ho mushkilen,
Bas apni muskaan sath rakhna,
Khushi ho ya gham
hamein yaad rakhna.

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LIFE never seems to be the way we want it,
but we LIVE it the best way we can.
There is no PERFECT LIFE
but we can fill it with PERFECT MOMENTS.

So simple it is to Live.
So simple it is to Love.
So simple it is to Smile.
So simple it is to win.
But it's too difficult to be so simple.

My sweetest memory-UR msg!
My biggest sadness-The distance!
My biggest hope-i wil c u soon!
My strongest prayer-r relation continues 4ever.

It is said dat wen u laugh,
u r praying 2 god
but wen u make others laugh
den god himself prays for u.
So stay happy & b d reason
4 other's happiness.

We dont know how high we can fly,
until we give a real gud try.
Just do ur best in each little try,
May d sky have 2 shift a little high.

Love is magical.
It's a language that deaf can hear,
a song d crippled can dance to,
and a sunset d blind can see.
Wishing u a life full of LOVE.

Monday, September 14, 2009

A BOY'S LOVE

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On the last day before Christmas, I hurried to go to the store to buy the remaining gifts I didn’t manage to buy earlier.

When I saw all the people there, I started to complain to myself. It is going to take forever here and I still have so many other places to go... Christmas really is getting more and more annoying every year. How I wish I could just lie down, go to sleep and only wake up after it...

Nonetheless, I made my way to the toy section, and there I started to curse the prices, wondering if all kids really play with such expensive toys.

While looking in the toy section, I noticed a small boy of about 5 years old, pressing a doll against his chest. He kept on touching the hair of the doll and looked so sad. I wondered who was this doll for. Then the little boy turned to the old woman next to him and said: Granny, are you sure I don’t have enough money?

The old lady replied: You know that you don’t have enough money to buy this doll, my dear. Then she asked him to stay here for 5 minutes while she went to look around. She left quickly.

The little boy was still holding the doll in his hand. Finally, I started to walk toward him and I asked him who did he want to give this doll to. It is the doll that my sister loved most and wanted so much for this Christmas. She was so sure that Santa Claus would bring it to her.

I replied to him that maybe Santa Claus will bring it to her, after all, and not to worry. But he replied to me sadly. No, Santa Claus cannot bring it to her where she is now. I have to give the doll to my mother so that she can give it to her when she goes there.

His eyes were so sad while saying this.

My sister has gone to be with God. Daddy said that Mommy will also go to see God very soon, so I thought that she could bring the doll with her to give it to my sister.

My heart nearly stopped.

The little boy looked up at me and said: I told daddy to tell mommy not to go yet. I asked him to wait until I come back from the store.

Then he showed me a very nice photo of him where he was laughing. He then told me: I also want mommy to take this photo with her so that she will not forget me.

I love my mommy and I wish she didn’t have to leave me but daddy says that she has to go to be with my little sister.

Then he looked again at the doll with sad eyes, very quietly.

I quickly reached for my wallet and took a few dollars out and said to the boy. What if we checked again, just in case, to see if you have enough money?

OK he said. I hope that I have enough.

I added some of my money to his without him seeing and we started to count it. There was enough for the doll, and even some spare money.

The little boy said: Thank you God for giving me enough money.

Then he looked at me and added: I asked yesterday before I slept for God to make sure I have enough money to buy this doll so that mommy can give it to my sister. He heard me.

I also wanted to have enough money to buy a white rose for my mommy, but I didn’t dare to ask God for too much. But He gave me enough to buy the doll and the white rose. You know, my mommy loves white roses.

A few minutes later, the old lady came again and I left.

I finished my shopping in a totally different state from when I started. I couldn’t get the little boy out of my mind.

Then I remembered a local newspaper article 2 days ago, which mentioned of a drunk man in a truck who hit a car where there was one young lady and a little girl.

The little girl died right away, and the mother was left in a critical state. The family had to decide whether to pull the plug on the life-assisting machine, because the young lady would not be able to get out of the coma.

Was this the family of the little boy?

Two days after this encounter with the little boy, I read in the newspaper that the young lady had passed away.

I couldn’t stop myself and went to buy a bunch of white roses and I went to the mortuary where the body of the young woman was exposed for people to see before burial.

She was there, in her coffin, holding a beautiful white rose in her hand with the photo of the little boy and the doll placed over her chest.

I left the place crying, feeling that my life had been changed forever.

The love that this little boy had for his mother and his sister is still, to this day, hard to imagine.

And in a fraction of a second, a drunk man had taken all this away from him.

Tuesday, June 16, 2009

F.R.I.E.N.D

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My Dear Friends…

Never walk away from true friend,
When you see some faults be patient & realize that nobody is perfect…
Its affection that matters… Not perfection…

Tuesday, May 26, 2009

Break-Up Letter

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A soldier stationed in Afghanistan recently received a letter from his girlfriend back home.
It read as follows:

Dear Ricky,
I can no longer continue our relationship.
The distance between us is just too great.
I must admit that I have cheated on you twice, since you've been gone, and it's not fair to either of us.
I'm sorry.
Please return the picture of me that I sent to you.
Love, Becky..............

The soldier, with hurt feelings, asked his fellow soldiers for any snapshots they could spare of their girlfriends, sisters or ex-girlfriends.
In addition to the picture of Becky, Ricky included all the other pictures of the pretty gals he had collected from his buddies.
There were 57 photos in that envelope.... along with this note:

Dear Becky,
I'm so sorry, but I can't quite remember who the hell you are.
Please take your picture from the pile, and send the rest back to me.
Take Care,
Ricky

Thursday, May 21, 2009

Break Up Quotes

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A break up is like a broken mirror. It is better to leave it broken than hurt yourself to fix it.

No matter who broke your heart, or how long it takes to heal, you’ll never get through it without your friends.

Nothing hurts more than realizing he meant everything to you, but you meant nothing to him.

It takes a couple seconds to say Hello, but forever to say Goodbye.

Take away love and our earth is a tomb.

Relationships are like glass. Sometimes it’s better to leave them broken than try to hurt yourself putting it back together.

The heart was made to be broken.

Everyone tells me I should forget about you, you don’t deserve me. They’re right, you don’t deserve me, but I deserve you.

When you break up, your whole identity is shattered. You are no longer alive.

I don’t miss him, I miss who I thought he was.


It’s hard to tell your mind to stop loving someone when your heart still does.

Sometimes the person you really need is the one you didn’t think you wanted.

Moving on is simple, it’s what you leave behind that makes it so difficult.

Trying to forget someone you love is like trying to remember someone you never knew.

The pain of having a broken heart is not so much as to kill you, yet not so little as to let you live.

If someone you love hurts you cry a river, build a bridge, and get over it.

Never be sad for what is over, just be glad that it was once yours.

The hardest part of dreaming about someone you love is having to wake up.

I was born the day I met you, lived a while when you loved me, died a little when we broke apart.

The worst way to love someone is to sit next to them, knowing they don’t love you back.

You don’t realize how much you care about someone until they don’t care about you.

Sunday, November 30, 2008

Wonderful Story : Life is about correcting mistakes

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Monica married Hitesh this day. At the end of the wedding party, Monica's mother gave her a newly opened bank saving passbook.

With Rs.1000 deposit amount.

Mother: 'Monica, take this passbook. Keep it as a record of your marriage life. When there's something happy and memorable happened in your new life, put some money in. Write down what it's about next to the line. The more memorable the event is, the more money you can put in. I've done the first one for you today. Do the others with Hitesh.When you look back after years, you can know how much happiness you've had.'

Monica shared this with Hitesh when getting home. They both thought it was a great idea and were anxious to know when the second deposit can be made.

This was what they did after certain time:

- 7 Feb: Rs.100, first birthday celebration for Hitesh after marriage

- 1 Mar: Rs.300, salary raise for Monica

- 20 Mar: Rs.200, vacation trip to Bali

- 15 Apr: Rs.2000, Monica got pregnant

- 1 Jun: Rs.1000, Hitesh got promoted

..... and so on...

However, after years, they started fighting and arguing for trivial things.They didn't talk much. They regretted that they had married the most nasty people in the world.... no more love...Kind of typical nowadays, huh?

One day Monica talked to her Mother:

'Mom, we can't stand it anymore. We agree to divorce. I can't imagine how I decided to marry this guy!!!'

Mother: 'Sure, girl, that's no big deal. Just do whatever you want if you really can't stand it. But before that, do one thing first. Remember the saving passbook I gave you on your wedding day? Take out all money and spend it first. You shouldn't keep any record of such a poor marriage.'

Monica thought it was true. So she went to the bank, waiting at the queue and planning to cancel the account.

While she was waiting, she took a look at the passbook record. She looked, and looked, and looked. Then the memory of all the previous joy and happiness just came up her mind. Her eyes were then filled with tears. She left and went home.

When she was home, she handed the passbook to Hitesh, asked him to spend the money before getting divorce.

The next day, Hitesh gave the passbook back to Monica. She found a new deposit of Rs.5000. And a line next to the record: 'This is the day I notice, how much I've loved you thru out all these years. How much happiness you've brought me.'

They hugged and cried, putting the passbook back to the safe.

Do you know how much money they had saved when they retired? I did not ask.I believe the money did not matter any more after they had gone through all the good years in their life.

"When you fall, in any way, Don't see the place where you fell, Instead see the place from where you slipped. Life is about correcting mistakes."
 

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