Mujhse bichad ke khush rehte ho… Meri tarah tum bhi jhoothe ho…
Life goes on.. n on..
And the pain too lingers on..
Will it ever lessen?
Broadcasting my thoughts
Mujhse bichad ke khush rehte ho… Meri tarah tum bhi jhoothe ho…
Life goes on.. n on..
And the pain too lingers on..
Will it ever lessen?
Posted in Love.
– August 24, 2009
Four friends, who hadn’t seen each other in 30 years, reunited at a party… After several drinks, one of the men had to use the rest room.
Those who remained talked about their kids.
The
first guy said, ‘My son is my pride and joy.He started working at a
successful company at the bottom of the barrel. He studied Economics
and
Business Administration and soon began to climb the corporate ladder
and now he’s the president of the company. He became so rich that he
gave his best friend a top of the line Mercedes for his birthday.’
The second guy said, ‘Darn, that’s terrific! My son is also my pride
and joy. He started working for a big airline, then went to flight
school to become a pilot. Eventually he became a partner in the
company, where he owns the majority of its assets He’s so rich that he
gave his best
friend a brand new jet for his birthday.’
The
third man said: ‘Well, that’s terrific! My son studied in the best
universities and became an engineer. Then he started his own
construction company and is now a multimillionaire. He also gave away
something very nice and expensive to his best friend for his
birthday: A 30,000 square foot mansion.’
The
three friends congratulated each other just as the fourth returned from
the restroom and asked: ‘What are all the congratulations
for?’
One of the three said: ‘We were talking about the pride we feel for the successes of our sons. ..What about your son?’
The fourth man replied: ‘My son is gay and makes a living dancing as a stripper at a nightclub.’
The three friends said: ‘What a shame…. what a disappointment.’
The fourth man replied: ‘No, I’m not ashamed. He’s my son and I love him.
And he hasn’t done too bad either. His birthday was two weeks ago, and
he received a beautiful 30,000 square foot mansion, a brand new jet and
a top of the line Mercedes from his three boyfriends.’
Posted in Friends.
– June 16, 2009
A touching story by a girl.
“When I was a little girl, my mom liked to make breakfast food for
dinner every now and then. And I remember one night in particular when she had made breakfast after a long, hard day at work.
On that evening so long ago, my mom placed a plate of eggs, sausage,
and extremely burned toast in front of my dad. I remember waiting to see
if anyone noticed! Yet all my dad did was reach for his toast, smile at
my mom, and ask me how my day was at school. I don’t remember what I
told him that night, but I do remember Watching him smear butter and jelly on
that toast and eat every bite!
When I got Up from the table that evening, I remember hearing my mom apologize to my dad For burning the toast. And I’ll never forget
what he said: ‘Baby, I love burned toast.’
Later that night, I went to kiss Daddy good night and I asked him if
He really liked his toast burned. He wrapped me in his arms and said,
‘Debbie, your Momma put in a hard day at work today and she’s real tired. And
besides - a little burnt toast never hurt anyone!’ You know, life is
full of imperfect things…..and imperfect people. I’m not the best
housekeeper or cook.
What I’ve learned over the years is that learning to accept each
other’s faults - and choosing to celebrate each other’s differences - is the
one of the most important keys to creating a healthy, growing, and lasting
marriage relationship.
And that’s my prayer for you today. That you will learn to take the
good,the bad, and the ugly parts of your married life and lay them
at the feet of GOD. Because in the end, He’s the only One who will be able
to give you a marriage where burnt toast isn’t a deal-breaker!
We
could extend this to any relationship in fact - as understanding is
the base of any relationship, be it a husband-wife or parent-child
or friendship!! “
“Don’t put the key to your happiness in someone else’s pocket.”
Posted in Love.
– June 16, 2009
He wanted her to see what he went through so he prayed:
‘Dear Lord:
I go to work every day and put in 8 hours while my wife merely stays at home.
I want her to know what I go through.
So, please allow her body to switch with mine for a day.
Amen!’
God, in his infinite wisdom, granted the man’s wish.
The next morning, sure enough, the man awoke as a woman..
He arose, cooked breakfast for his mate,
Awakened the kids,
Set out their school clothes,
Fed them breakfast,
Packed their lunches,
Drove them to school,
Came home and picked up the dry cleaning,
Took it to the cleaners
And stopped at the bank to make a deposit,
Went grocery shopping,
Then drove home to put away the groceries,
Paid the bills and balanced the check book.
He cleaned the cat’s litter box and bathed the dog.
Then, it was already 01P.M.
And he hurried to make the beds,
Do the laundry, vacuum,
Dust,
And sweep and mop the kitchen floor.
Ran to the school to pick up the kids and got into an argument with them on the way home.
Set out milk and cookies and got the kids organized to do their homework.
Then, set up the ironing board and watched TV while he did the ironing.
At 4:30 he began peeling potatoes and washing vegetables for salad, breaded the pork chops and snapped fresh beans for supper.
After supper,
He cleaned the kitchen,
Ran the dishwasher,
Folded laundry,
Bathed the kids,
And put them to bed.
At 09 P.M .
He
was exhausted and, though his daily chores weren’t finished, he went to
bed where he was expected to make love, which he managed to get through
without complaint.
The next morning, he awoke and immediately knelt by the bed and said: -
‘Lord, I don’t know what I was thinking.
I was so wrong to envy my wife’s being able to stay home all day.
Please, oh! Oh! Please, let us trade back.
Amen!’
The Lord, in his infinite wisdom, replied:
‘My son, I feel you have learned your lesson and I will be happy to change things back to the way they were.
You’ll just have to wait nine months, though.
Posted in Fantasy.
– June 16, 2009
Itsnot u
Its not me
Its us
It is time
To let go
We will both
Be sad
But in time
We will both
Look back
An smile
At the sweet
Memories
Posted in Love.
– April 1, 2009
There waznt anything at all in todays exercise .. I wanted us to meet so as to salvage whatever wz being lost.. but I guess..it is already lost.. and beyond. What u were a year ago a couple of months ago isn't what u are now.. Mayb that's whats causing u the anxiety.. u cant mouth it but i feel that what we had.. has finished. I did whatever I cud
Posted in Fantasy.
– March 29, 2009