ATTITUDE MAKES A DIFFERENCE

Father: I want you to marry a girl of my choice
Son: “I will choose my own bride!”
Father: “But the girl is Bill Gate’s daughter.”
Son: “Well, in that case…ok”
Next Father approaches Bill Gates:
Father: “I have a husband for your daughter.”
Bill Gates: “But my daughter is too young to marry!”
Father: “But this young man is a vice-president of the World Bank.”
Bill Gates: “Ah, in that case…ok”
Finally Father goes to see the president of the World Bank:
Father: “I have a young man to be recommended as a Vice-president.”
President: “But I already have more vice-presidents than I need!”
Father: “But this young man is Bill Gate’s son-in-law.”
President: “Ah, in that case…ok”
This is how business is done!!

Moral: Even If you have nothing, you can get anything.
But your attitude should be positive.

MOTHER AND BABY

A mother and a baby camel were lying around, and suddenly the baby camel asked….Baby: Mother, mother, may I ask you some questions?Mother: Sure! Why son, is there something bothering you?Baby: Why do camels have humps?Mother: Well son, we are desert animals, we need the humps to store water and we are known to survive without water.Baby: Okay, then why are our legs long and our feet rounded?Mother: Son, obviously they are meant for walking in the desert. You know with these legs I can move around the desert better than anyone does! Said the mother proudly.Baby: Okay, then why are our eyelashes long? Sometimes it bothers my sight.Mother: My son, those long thick eyelashes are your protective cover. They help to protect your eyes from the desert sand and wind. Said mother camel with eyes rimming with pride….Baby: I see. So the hump is to store water when we are in the desert, the legs are for walking through the desert and these eye lashes protect my eyes from the desert…..Then what the hell are we doing here in the Zoo!!!!!!???

MORAL OF THE STORY IS: Skills, knowledge, abilities and experiences are only useful if you are at the right place”

FRIENDS

There once was a little boy who had a bad temper. His father gave him a bag of nails and told him that every time he lost his temper, he must hammer a nail into the back of the fence. First day the boy had driven 37 nails into the fence. Over the next few weeks, as he learned to control his anger, the number of nails hammered daily gradually dwindled down. He discovered it was easier to hold his temper than to drive those nails into the fence….

Finally the day came when the boy didn’t lose his temper at all. He told his father about it and the father suggested that the boy now pull out one nail for each day that he was able to hold his temper. The days passed and the young boy was finally able to tell his father that all the nails were gone. The father took his son by the hand and led him to the fence.

He said, “You have done well, my son, but look at the holes in the fence. The fence will never be the same. When you say things in anger, they leave a scar just like this one. You can put a knife in a man and draw it out. It won’t matter how many times you say I’m sorry, the wound is still there. “A verbal wound is as bad as a physical one. Friends are a very rare jewel indeed. They make you smile and encourage you to succeed. They lend an ear, they share words of praise and they always want to open their hearts to us.”

THE RING

A girl was sitting on a chair at the gas station she worked at. She looked up and saw her boyfriend walk in. As he was looking at snacks, a man walked in and pointed a gun at her. He had been admiring her ring her boyfriend had given to her as a token of his love. When he asked her to give it to him, she said no. Her boyfriend looked up just in time to see her shot. He ran over to the killer and beat him over the head with a hammer that was for sale. Then he ran and called 911. When the ambulance came, he was sobbing uncontrollably near his girlfriend. The doctor came over and felt for her pulse. Then he stood up and said she was still alive. Later at the hospital, as he was sitting beside her, he asked”Why didn’t you just give him the ring?” and then she softly spoke”Because when you gave it to me, you said it was part of your love for me and I knew if I gave him the ring, I would lose that love.” The next day, she was pronounced dead.

A BUSY MAN’s LOVE

Once upon a time, there was once a guy who was very much in love with this girl. This romantic guy folded 1,000 pieces of papercranes as a gift to his girl. Although, at that time he was just a small executive in his company, his future doesn’t seemed too bright, they were very happy together. Until one day, his girl told him she was going to Paris and will never come back. She also told him that she cannot visualise any future for the both of them, so let’s go their own ways there and then… heartbroken, the guy agreed.

When he regained his confidence, he worked hard day and night, slogging his body and mind just to make something out of himself. Finally with all these hardwork and with the help of friends, this guy had set up his own company…

“You never fail until you stop trying.” he always told himself. “I must make it in life!”
One rainy day, while this guy was driving, he saw an elderly couple sharing an umbrella in the rain walking to some destination. Even with the umbrella, they were still drenched. It didn’t take him long to realise those were his ex-girlfriend’s parents. With a heart in getting back at them, he drove slowly beside the couple, wanting them to spot him in his luxury sedan. He wanted them to know that he wasn’t the same anymore, he had his own company, car, condo, etc. He had made it in life!

Before the guy can realise, the couple was walking towards a cemetary,and he got out of his car and followed them…and he saw his ex-girlfriend, a photograph of her smiling sweetly as ever at him from her tombstone… and he saw his precious papercranes in a bottle placed beside her tomb. Her parents saw him. He walked over and asked them why this had happened. They explained, she did not leave for France at all. She was stricken ill with cancer. In her heart, she had believed that he will make it someday, but she did not want her illness to be his obstacle … therefore she had chosen to leave him.

She had wanted her parents to put his papercranes beside her, because, if the day comes when fate brings him to her again he can take some of those back with him. The guy just wept …the worst way to miss someone is to be sitting right beside them but knowing you can’t have them and will never see them again.
The End.”

A tragic story that perhaps happens only in the movies. At the end of the day, money is money but love is divine. In our quest for our material wealth, take time to make time for our loved ones. There will be a time when we have only memories to cling to.
Take this weekend to show our “love” to all that are close to us.

STUDYING MY DEATH

I study death as one would an especially curious insect, part metal, part decomposing flesh. I am detached and cold as I contemplate my own demise. The death of others is but a statistic. I would have made a great American governor, or general, or statesman – sentencing people to a bureaucratic, emotionless, end. Death is a constant presence in my life, as I disintegrate from within and from without. It is no stranger, but a comforting horizon. I would not seek it actively – but I am often terrified by the abhorrent thought of immortality. I would have gladly lived forever as an abstract entity. But, as I am, ensconced in my decaying corpse, I would rather die on schedule.

Hence my aversion to suicide. I love life – its surprises, intellectual challenges, technological innovations, scientific discoveries, unsolved mysteries, diverse cultures and societies. In short, I like the cerebral dimensions of my existence. I reject only the corporeal ones. I am enslaved to my mind and enthralled by it. It is my body that I hold in increasing contempt.

While I fear not death – I do fear dying. The very thought of pain makes me dizzy. I am a confirmed hypochondriac. I go into a frenzy at the sight of my own blood. I react with asthma to stress. I don’t mind BEING dead – I mind the torture of getting there. I loathe and dread prolonged, body dissolving, maladies such as cancer or diabetes.

Yet none of this motivates me to maintain my health. I am obese. I do not exercise. I am internally inundated by cholesterol. My teeth crumble. My eyesight fails. I can barely hear when spoken to. I do nothing to ameliorate these circumstances beyond superstitiously popping assorted vitamin pills and drinking wine. I know I am rushing towards a crippling stroke, a devastating heart attack, or a diabetic meltdown.

But I keep still, hypnotized by the on-coming headlights of physical doom. I rationalize this irrational behaviour. My time, I argue with myself, is too precious to be wasted on jogging and muscle stretching. Anyhow it would do no good. The odds are overwhelmingly adverse. It is all determined by heredity.

I used to find my body arousing – its pearly whiteness, its effeminate contours, the pleasure it yielded once stimulated. I no longer do. All self-appreciation was buried under the gellous, translucent, fat that is my constitution now. I hate my sweat – this salty adhesive that clings to me relentlessly. At least my scents are virile. Thus, I am not very attached to the vessel that contains me. I wouldn’t mind to see it go. But I resent the farewell price – those protracted, bilious, and bloody agonies we call “passing away”. Afflicted by death – I wish it only to be inflicted as painlessly and swiftly as possible. I wish to die as I have lived – detached, oblivious, absent minded, apathetic, and on my terms.

NEVER GIVE UP

One day I decided to quit…
I quit my job, my relationship, my spirituality. .. I wanted to quit my life.
I went to the woods to have one last talk with God.
“God”, I asked, “Can you give me one good reason not to quit?”
His answer surprised me…
“Look around”, He said. “Do you see the fern and the bamboo?”
“Yes”, I replied.
“When I planted the fern and the bamboo seeds, I took very good care of them.
I gave them light.
I gave them water.
The fern quickly grew from the earth.
Its brilliant green covered the floor.
Yet nothing came from the bamboo seed. But I did not quit on the bamboo.
In the second year the Fern grew more vibrant and plentiful.
And again, nothing came from the bamboo seed. But I did not quit on the bamboo. He said.
“In year three there was still nothing from the bamboo seed.
But I would not quit.
In year four, again, there was nothing from the bamboo seed. I would
not quit.” He said.
“Then in the fifth year a tiny sprout emerged from the earth. Compared
to the fern it was seemingly small and insignificant. ..But just 6
months later the bamboo rose to over 100 feet tall.
It had spent the five years growing roots. Those roots made it strong and gave it what it needed to survive.
I would not give any of my creations a challenge it could not handle.”
He asked me. “Did you know, my child, that all this time you have been struggling, you have actually been growing roots”.
“I would not quit on the bamboo.
I will never quit on you.”
“Don’t compare yourself to others.”
He said.
“The bamboo had adifferent Purpose than the fern.
Yet they both make the forest beautiful.”
“Your time will come”, God said to me.
“You will rise high”
“How high should I rise?”
I asked.
“How high will the bamboo rise?” He asked in return.
“As high as it can?” I questioned.
“Yes.” He said, “Give me glory by rising as high as you can.”
I left the forest and brought back this story.
I hope these words can help you see that God will never give up on you.
Never, Never, Never Give up.

STOP ABORTION

AN EYE OPENER FOR THE YOUTH TODAY…

Dear Mommy and Papa,

I am in Heaven now, sitting on God’ lap. He loves me and cries with me; for my heart has been broken. I so wanted to be your little girl.

I don’t quite understand what has happened. I was so excited when I began realizing my existence. I was in a dark, yet comfortable place.

I saw I had fingers and toes. I was pretty far along in my developing, yet not near ready to leave my surroundings. I spent most of my time thinking or sleeping.

Even from my earliest days, I felt a special bonding between you and me. Sometimes I heard you crying and I cried with you. Sometimes you would yell or scream, then cry. I heard Daddy yelling back. I was sad, and hoped you would be better soon. I wondered why you cried so much.

One day you cried almost all of the day. I hurt for you. I couldn’t imagine why you were so unhappy. That same day, the most horrible thing happened. A very mean monster came into that warm, comfortable place I was in.

I was so scared, I began screaming, but you never once tried to help me. Maybe you never heard me. The monster got closer and closer as I was screaming and screaming, ” Mommy, Mommy, help me please; Mommy, help me.”

Complete terror is all I felt. I screamed and screamed until I thought I couldn’t anymore.Then the monster started ripping my arm off. It hurt so bad; the pain I can never explain. Itdidn’t stop. Oh, how I begged it to stop. I screamed in horror as it ripped my leg off.

Though I was in such complete pain, I was dying. I knew I would never see your face or hear you say how much you love me.

I wanted to make all your tears go away. I had so many plans to make you happy. Now I couldn’t; all my dreams were shattered. Though I was in utter pain and horror, I felt the pain of my heart breaking, above all.

I wanted more than anything to be your daughter. No use now, for I was dying a painful death. I could only imagine the terrible things that they had done to you.

I wanted to tell you that I love you before I was gone, but I didn’t know the words you could understand. And soon, I no longer had the breath to say them; I was dead.I felt myself rising.

I was being carried by a huge angel into a big beautiful place. I was still crying, but the physical pain was gone.

The angel took me to God and set me on His lap. He said He loved me, and He was my Father. Then I was happy. I asked Him what the thing was that killed me.

He answered, “Abortion. I am sorry, my child; for I know how it feels.” I don’t know what abortion is; I guess that’s the name of the monster.

I’m writing to say that I love you and to tell you how much I wanted to be your little girl. I tried very hard to live. I wanted to live. I had the will, but I couldn’t; the monster was too powerful. It sucked my arm and legs off and finally got all of me. It was impossible to live. I just wanted you to know I tried to stay with you. I didn’t want to die.

Also, Mommy, please watch out for that abortion monster.

Mommy, I love you and I would hate for you to go through the kind of pain I did. Please be careful.

Love,

Your Baby Girl

MORAL OF THE STORY

A teacher told her young class to ask their parents For a family story with a moral at the end of it, and To return the next day to tell their stories.

In the classroom the next day, Joe gave his example First, “My dad is a farmer and we have chickens. One Day we were taking lots of eggs to market in a basket On the front seat of the truck when we hit a big bump In the road; the basket fell off the seat and all the Eggs broke.”
The moral of the story is not to put all Your eggs in one basket..

“Very good,” said the teacher.

Next, Mary said, “We are farmers too. We had twenty Eggs waiting to hatch, but when they did we only got Ten chicks.”

“The moral of this story is not to count Your chickens before they are hatched”

“Very good ,” said the teacher again, very pleased with The response so far.

Next it was Barney’s turn to tell his story: “My dad Told me this story about my Aunt Karen. Aunt Karen Was a flight engineer in the war and her plane got Hit. She had to bail out over enemy territory and all She had was a bottle of whiskey, a machine gun and a Machete.”

“Go on,” said the teacher, intrigued.

“Aunt Karen drank the whiskey on the way down to
Prepare herself; then she landed right in the middle Of a hundred enemy soldiers. She killed seventy of Them with the machine gun until she ran out of Bullets. Then she killed twenty more with the machete Till the blade broke. And then she killed the last ten With her bare hands.”

“Good heavens,” said the horrified teacher,
“What did Your father say was the moral of that frightening Story?”

The child said “Stay away from Aunt Karen when she’s been Drinking”

JEALOUS HUSBAND

A jealous husband hired a private detective to check on the movements of his wife.

The husband wanted more than a written report; he wanted video of his wife’s activities.

A week later, the detective returned with a video.

They sat down together to watch it. Although the quality was less than professional, the man saw his wife meeting another man!

He saw the two of them laughing in the park.

He saw them enjoying themselves at an outdoor cafe.

He saw them dancing in a dimly lit nightclub.

He saw the man and his wife participate in a dozen activities with utter glee.

“I just can’t believe this,” the distraught husband said.

The detective said, “What’s not to believe? It’s right up there on the screen!”

The husband replied, “I can’t believe that my wife could be so much fun!”

LESSONS IN LOGIC

Lessons in Logic

If your father is a poor man,
it is your fate but,
if your father-in-law is a poor man,
it’s your stupidity.
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I was born intelligent -
education ruined me.
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Practice makes perfect…..
But nobody’s perfect……
so why practice?
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If it’s true that we are here to help others,
then what exactly are the others here for?
………………………………………………………………
Since light travels faster than sound,
people appear bright until you hear them speak.
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How come “abbreviated” is such a long word?
………………………………………………………………
Money is not everything.
There’s Mastercard & Visa.
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One should love animals.
They are so tasty.
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Behind every successful man, there is a woman
And behind every unsuccessful man, there are two.
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Every woman should marry.
After all, happiness is not the only thing in life.
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The wise never marry.
and when they marry they become otherwise.
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Success is a relative term.
It brings so many relatives.
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Never put off the work till tomorrow
what you can put off today.
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“Your future depends on your dreams”
So go to sleep
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There should be a better way to start a day
Than waking up every morning
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“Hard work never killed anybody”
But why take the risk
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“Work fascinates me”
I can look at it ! for hours
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God made relatives;
Thank God we can choose our friends.
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The more you learn, the more you know,
The more you know, the more you forget
The more you forget, the less you know
So.. why learn.
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A bus station is where a bus stops.
A train station is where a train stops.
On my desk, I have a work station….
what more can I say…

WHY MEN LIE ???

One day, while a woodcutter was cutting a branch of a tree above a
river,
his axe fell into the river.

When he cried out, the Lord appeared and asked, “Why are you crying?”
The woodcutter replied that his axe has fallen into the water, and
he needed the axe to make his living.

The Lord went down into the water and reappeared with a golden axe.
“Is this your axe?” the Lord asked. The woodcutter replied, “No.”
The Lord again went down and came up with a silver axe. “Is this
your
axe?”
the
Lord asked. Again, the woodcutter replied, “No.”

The Lord went down again and came up with an iron axe. “Is this
your axe?” the Lord asked. The woodcutter replied, “Yes.”

The Lord was pleased with the man’s honesty and gave him all three
axes to keep, and the woodcutter went home happy.

Some time later the woodcutter was walking with his wife along the
riverbank, and his wife fell into the river. When he cried out,
the Lord again appeared and asked him, “Why are you crying?” “Oh
Lord, my wife has fallen into the water!”

The Lord went down into the water and came up with Jennifer Lopez.
“Is this your wife?” the Lord asked.
“Yes,” cried the woodcutter.
The Lord was furious. “You lied! That is an untruth!”
The woodcutter replied, “Oh, forgive me, my Lord. It is a
misunderstanding.
You see, if I had said ‘no’ to Jennifer Lopez, You would have come
up with Catherine Zeta-Jones. Then if I also said ‘no’ to her, You
would have come up with my wife. Had I then said ‘yes,’ you would
have given
all
three to me.

Lord, I am a poor man, and am not able to take care of all three
wives, so THAT’S why I said yes to Jennifer Lopez.”

The moral of this story is: Whenever a man lies, it is for a good
and honorable reason, and for the benefit of others.

That’s our story, and we’re sticking to it.

WHY MY HEART ???

      

nia's broken heart

• You where my all the one I adored, The one who I trusted the most in the world. I gave you the pureist of me You asked me to trust you. See my love was real i guess yours was fake because i would have never lied to you or pushed you away. You have no idea how much I have cried asking the Lord why my heart, why did you brake me in half this pain that consumes me and won’t let me think . My heart had never felt such pain yet the one who asked me to trust caused this enourmous hurt and disappointment and yes shame. Don’t worry about saying sorry or you wish me the best what goes around comes around and that is what i have to say about that. Adios Mi Amor My Bay this Love is the One you let slip away. Don’t think that I will cry forever I love myself too much But yes know this you hurt me soooo Dam much. One day the only one you gave away will be the one your wishing for. Why my heart????

MISSING YOU !

 

nia

i’ve been living my alone

trying to get you out of my life

but after all this time
i can’t help myself but miss you

you’re once a dream that came true
an illusion that turned to reality
but suddenly, things turned differently
the way they used to be
untill such time i have no choice but to let you go

you’re the reason for my sleepless nights
coz you keep stayin’ on my mind
i can’t help myself from crying
coz i’m missing you so much……..

all the pain & sadness are bound inside my heart
all the memories are still preserve in my mind
i miss you so much
coz i can’t hide the fact that i’m still inlove with you

my life will never be the same again
now that you’re gone
i’ll be trapped in this loneliness forever
unless a girl like you will bloom into my life again….

I thought this was a letter I would never have to write,
I hoped my tongue was something I could bite.
I’ve realized its just something I cannot do,
Here are my feelings, just a few.
First, I’m still so In Love with you, after all this time,
You told me the same, then left me, what a crime.
Time has passed, everyday you’re on my mind,
Your love is with someone else now, what a bind.
I’m so jealous, he’s the luckiest guy I know,
I can’t do this friendship thing anymore, so off I go.
The pain of losing you is still fresh in my brain,
even after almost 2 years, everyday my heart feels the pain.
Will we ever be together again, i say as I sob and mope
as each day passes, I lose a little more hope.
I’ll always LOVE you Bhu** hold these words true
Don’t hate me for this, this is what pain is making me do.
My heart is broken in so many a part,
Do I still have a place in your heart?

TELLING TRUE FACT

Daniel and Jasmine are sitting alone in the park
one night.

Daniel: I guess we are the left overs in this world.

Jasmine: I think so.All of my friends have boyfriends and we are only the two persons left in this world without any special person in our lives.

Daniel: Yup I don’t know what to do?

Jasmine: I know! We’ll play a game.

Daniel: What game?

Jasmine: I’ll be your girl friend for 30 days and you will be my boy friend.

Daniel: That’s a great plan in fact i don’t have anything to do for the following weeks.

DAY 1:

They watch their first movie and they both got touched by the romantic film.

DAY 4:

They went to the beach and have a picnic.Daniel
and Jasmine have their quality time together.

DAY 12:

Daniel invited Jasmine to a circus and they ride on a Horror House.Jasmine was scared and she wanted to touch Daniel’s hand but she touched
someone else’s hand and they both laughed.

DAY 15:

They saw a fortune teller down the road and they asked for their future advice and the fortune teller said: “My darling, Please don’t waste the time of your life.Spend the rest of your time together happily”. Then tears flow out from the teller’s eyes.

DAY 20:

Jasmine invited Daniel to go to the hill and they saw a meteor.Jasmine mumbled something.

DAY 28:

They sat on the bus and because of a bumpy road
Jasmine gave her first kiss to Daniel by accident.

DAY 29:

11:37pm

Jasmine and Daniel sat in the park where they first decided to play this game.

Daniel: I’m tired Jasmine.Do you want any drinks? I’ll buy you one.I’ll just go down the road.

Jasmine: Apple Juice that’s all,

Daniel: Wait for me!

20 minutess later,a stranger approached Jasmine.

Stranger: Are you a friend of Daniel?

Jasmine: Why yes? What happened?

Stranger: A reckless drunk driver ran over Daniel and he is critical in the hospital.

11:57pm

The doctor went out of the emergency room and he handed out an apple juice and a letter.

Doctor: We found this in daniel’s pocket

Jasmine reads the letter and it says:

Jasmine, This past few days, i realized you are a really cute girl and i am really falling for you.Your cherished smile, your everything when we
played this game.Before this game would end I
would like you to be my girl friend for the rest of my life.
I love you Jasmine.

Jasmine crumples the paper and shouted:

“Daniel ! i don’t want you to die.I love you. Remember that night when we saw a meteor, I mumbled something.I mumbled that I wish we would be together forever and never end this game. Please don’t leave me Daniel.I love you! You cannot do this to me!”

Then the clock strikes 12.

Daniel’s heart stops pumping.

THEN IT WAS THE 30TH DAY.

MESSAGE:-

Always love your loved ones and show them how you feel before it is too late.You will never know
when they will be gone from your embrace.If you
were given a time to bestow petals of everlasting
compassion and love to your loved ones? Today is the day.
Love them while they are still here.

I think this story & the message touhes me so much that i don’t want to make anyone else feel sad after reading this but this message really touches our deep emotions deep within.

So guys if you love someone,keep loving.If you have it hidden in your heart just say it because you are wasting the time, where as you can be together.

You are reducing the beautifull time of your life.

Your life is decreasing day by day, by one day per day.

This one day could have been better if you would have been together.

So just go for it.

LOVE all.

LOVE Yourself.

Take care

LOST !

Lost everything when i lost you.
I lost mylife when i lost you.
I lost my senses when I find my self in a deep misery.
I lost my pride when I lost my potency of loving you.
I never stop my self to love you.
I apart my self from your loving thought.
I lost everything when I lost you.
I am lost in my own world.
I am looking at you in my blur eyes.
I know you will come to me.
And I will get everything I wanted.
I will not lose anything because you are not lost for me.
Your sweet and tender smile gives me the pleasure of this world.
It’s a gift from heaven when I will find you in my arm
But I just lost my way to get back to you.
I lost everything when I lost you.

Lost in the crowded world…
No time to see all well…
my writings pending..
my wish incomplete..
a tragedy unveiled…
when I recalled…how lost I was with all-
I don’t enjoy…
I crushed my dreams…
I missed my pen…
‘trust I’ll never do it again…
I want to be lost in true sense..
lost in beautiful thoughts…lost in the memory of my loved ones…
lost in the beauty of my words…lost in the world of someone special…

Do wait for me…my dear and near ones…
I’ll be back to never ever lose your company.

WHY ? I AM JUST ASKING WHY ?

I was childish and unfair
To you, my only friend
I regret, but now it’s too late
I can’t show you any more
The things I’ve learned from you
Cause life just took you away
I’m asking why
I’m asking why
Nobody gives an answer
I’m just asking why
But someday we’ll meet again
And I’ll ask you
I’ll ask you why
Why it has to be like this
I’m asking you why
Please give me an answer
Many years and stupid fights
Till we accept to see
How it was and it’ll always be
Why it has to be like this
Why we don’t realize
Why we’re too blind to see the one
Who’s always on our side
I’m asking why
I’m asking why
Nobody gives an answer
I’m just asking why
Just tell me why Why it has to be like this
That the good ones disappear
I’m asking you why
I’m asking why
I’m asking why
Nobody gives an answer
I’m just asking why
I’m asking why

BEER vs WOMAN

*A BEER is always wet… point for the BEER!

*The BEER is horrible if its hot… point for the WOMAN!

*A frozen BEER satisfies you… point for the BEER!

*If you return to your house smelling to BEER, your woman can get angry, but If you arrive at house smelling to WOMEN, your woman will be angry for sure and she can maybe left you… Tie!… since it depends of the point of view. Wink

*Ten BEERS in one night and later you wont be able to drive to yourhouse. Ten WOMEN in one night and there is no need to go nowhere else… point for the WOMAN.

*If a police feels that you smell like BEER, he can arrest you, if the police feels that you smell like WOMEN he will invite you a beer.. point for the WOMAN!

*The beer, while is older is better… point for the BEER!

*Many BEERS can make you see UFOs, many WOMEN can make you see God… point for the WOMAN!

*If you ask yourself how will be your next WOMAN you are normal. If you ask yourself how will be your next BEER, you are an alcoholic man… point for the WOMAN!

*Taking off the label of a BEER is amused. Taking off the trousers of a WOMAN is so much amused… point for the WOMAN!

*You pay taxes for beer… point for the WOMAN.

*If you take another BEER, first one does not get angry… point for the BEER!

*You can assure that you are first in “opening” a BEER… point for the BEER!

*If you shake a BEER, after awhile calms for itself… point for the BEER!

*Clear, dark, at any time you can choose the BEER that you want… point for the BEER!

*You know exactly how much it will cost you a BEER… point for the BEER!

*The BEER doesnt have a mother… point for the BEER!

*You can do it if you want, but a BEER will not request to hug or embrace it during half hour after you have taken it… point for the BEER! FINAL SCORE:

The BEER wins the battle! (10 to 7)

**If you are a WOMAN and at this moment this is making you feel angry, remember that the beer doesnt care about this battle… Another point for the BEER!

FINAL MARKER 11 To 7!

lets go to celebrate the victory with the winner!

A BOY’s LOVE

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.

REAL BREAKUP

IN TODAY’S  GENERATION THIS IS CALLED LOVE AND THEN BREAKUP

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

UNSPOKEN WORDS

Don’t say you do not love me,
When I know that it’s a lie.
Don’t say you do not miss me,
When I know inside you cry.

Don’t say that you regret me,
When I know that it’s not true.
Don’t say that you’ll forget me,
When I’ll never forget you.

Don’t say you wish you were never mine,
Don’t say I broke your heart.
Don’t say I wasted all your time,
That makes me fall apart.

Don’t tell me that you hate me,
Don’t claim I make you blue.
Don’t tell me that you’re hurting,
Because that makes me hurt too.

Don’t tell me that I’m changing,
And my heart’s no longer pure.
Don’t tell me I’m not beautiful,
That makes me insecure.

Don’t say I laugh at all your tears,
Don’t say those tears won’t end.
I’m glad I’ve known you all these years,
Don’t say I’m not your friend.

Don’t say I left you all alone,
Don’t say I walked away.
Don’t say that you are fine now,
When I know you’re not okay.

Don’t tell me I’ve caused all your pain,
Don’t say that we’re apart.
Don’t tell me these unspoken words,
That linger in your heart.

NEVER BE STRANGER

Never be a stranger to love
Welcome it into the heart and home
Let it resonate like a poem
Embrace love as you would an old friend
Love never offends; it just heals and mends

Only true love can be a friend to all
The givers stand straight and tall
The haters are left to take the fall

Give freely to the world of your gifts
Of love, service to man and charity
What is not recognized now is no disparity
It will later come into full focus and clarity

Love should never be defensive
Love should never be offensive
Love should only be immensive 

WHO DO YOU NEED TO FORGIVE ?

Today I ask the question, “Who do you need to forgive and why? I had a conversation with a friend over the weekend about anger and the benefits of forgiveness. Forgiveness is a funny thing, where by doing it, you not only release the other person from your anger but you also free yourself. Do you realize how much energy you put into keeping an old score unsettled? How it is a constant reminder of how someone did us wrong? How that moment or series of moments keeps playing the scene over and over again in our head, like a movie that never changes? Is this a good use of our time and energy? Who is our anger really affecting? Us or them?

When you don’t forgive someone, you take it upon yourself to keep that anger near the surface. You give that anger active power, power that could be directed towards what you do want, not what you don’t want. It has been said that whatever you focus on comes back to you into your life, whether the focus be positive or negative.

If you insist on not forgiving, for whatever reason that works for you, are you really telling the universe that you want more anger to manifest itself? Perhaps you never looked at it this way. Perhaps you think your anger is justified because we don’t know all of the facts. Perhaps you think that you will look weak and the other person will win, if you forgive them.

I remember a story I saw on TV years ago. A woman had been torched, wrapped in bandages and in pain, when the interviewer asked her if she hated the person who had done this to her? She thought for a split second and responded with a, “No”. When asked why not, she said she didn’t want that person to have power over her. She didn’t want that person constantly in her thoughts. She said she forgave him, not because it helped him, but because to forgive helped her. She need every ounce of energy possible to make a recovery and she wouldn’t waste once ounce more on her attacker.

Try it, forgive someone today for what they did to you yesterday, last year, ten years ago, etc. Who feels better? Them or you? Release yourself from the burden of carrying around anger and move forward and focus on what you really want, what we all want; love, understanding and forgiveness for being human.

I WILL NEVER GIVE UP

I will never give up 
No matter what the odds are 
No matter what people say 
No matter how far 
I will never give up 

If I throw it away time after time 
If I am one step behind try after try 
If I miss dime after dime 
I will never give up 

Even when it seems all over 
Even when no one else believes 
Even when it seems I can go no further 
I will never give up 

For I know I have strength within 
For I know I can persevere 
For I know that I can win 
I will never give up 

Because it’s someone else’s fault 
Because I am settling for good enough
Because I fear that I will fall short 
I will never give up 

There is so much I can still do 
There is too much talent to waste 
There is so much in me that I want you to see 
I will never give up 

Why squander all of my hard work and dedication 
Why not show the world that I am a fearless baller 
Why quit when I still have the opportunity to go on 
I will never give up 

If I do, I will not be the best me that could live 
If I do, I will never know what I am capable of 
If I do, I am not giving the world all I can give 
I will never give up