Christian tradition
A protestant priest, having started a family, no longer had any peace for his prayers. One night, when he knelt down, he was disturbed by the children in the living room.
"Have the children keep quiet!" he shouted.
His startled wife obeyed. Thereafter, whenever the priest came home, they all maintained silence during prayers. But he realized that God was no longer listening.
One night, during his prayers, he asked the Lord: "what is going on? I have the necessary peace, and I cannot pray!"
An angel replied: "He hears words, but no longer hears the laughter. He notices the devotion, but can no longer see the joy."
The priest stood and shouted once again to his wife: "Let the children play! They are part of praying!"
And his words were heard by God once again.

Muslim tradition
A blind man was begging on the road to Mecca, when a pious Moslem came over and asked whether the people were giving generously ' as the Koran commands. The man showed him his little tin, which was almost empty. The traveler said:
' Let me write something on the card around your neck.
Hours later, the traveler returned. The beggar was surprised, for he had received a large amount of money.
' What did you write on the card? ' he asked.
' All I wrote was: Today is a beautiful spring day, the sun is shining, and I am blind.

Jewish tradition
Dov Beer de Mezeritch was asked:
"Which example should one follow? That of pious men, who devote their lives to God? That of scholars, who seek to understand the will of the Almighty?
"The best example is that of the child," he answered.
"A child knows nothing. It hasn't yet learned what reality is," people commented.
"You are all quite wrong, for a child possesses three qualities we should never forget," said Dov Beer. "They are always joyful without reason. They are always busy. And when they want something, they know how to demand it firmly and with determination."

main kitna hi bhuloon bhatkun ya bharmaun,

hai ek kahin manzil jo mujhe bulati hai,

kitne hi mere paon paden unche neechen,

pratipal woh mere pass chali hi aati hai.

Mujh par vidhi ka ehsaan bahut si baaton ka,

par main kritagya uska ispar sab se jyada.

nabh ooley barsaye dharty sholey ungaley,

anwarat samay ki chakki chati jaati hai.

main jahan khada tha kal us thal par aaj nahin,

kal issi jagah phir paana mujhko mushkil hai.

Le maap dand, jiko parivartit kar detin hain

cho kar hi desh kaal ki seemayen,

jag de mujh pey faisala use jaisa bhae,

lekin mai to berok safar mein is ek aur pehloo se hokar nikal chala jeevan ki aapa dhapi mein kab waqt mila

kutch der kahin par baith kabhi yeh sooch saken,

jo kiya kaha mana usme kya bura bhala

I came across this and wanted to share this with no offence ethier way.

This is very interesting…………(to women) please take time to ponder……..(to men) enjoy the story……..

Young King Arthur was ambushed and imprisoned by the monarch of a neighbouring kingdom. The monarch could have killed him but was moved by Arthur’s youth and ideals. So, the monarch offered him his freedom, as long as he could answer a very difficult question. Arthur would have a year to figure out the answer and, If after a year, he still had no answer, he would be put to death. The question was: What do women really want? Such a question would perplex even the most knowledgeable man, And to young Arthur, it seemed an impossible query. But, since it was better than death, He accepted the monarch’s proposition to have an answer by year’s end. He returned to his kingdom and began to poll everyone: The princess, the priests, the wise men, and even the court jester. He spoke with everyone, but no one could give him a satisfactory answer. Many people advised him to consult the old witch, For only she would have the answer. But the price would be high as the witch was famous through out the kingdom for the exorbitant prices she charged. The last day of the year arrived and Arthur had no choice but to talk to the witch. She agreed to answer the question, but he would have to agree to her price first. The old witch wanted to marry Sir Lancelot, The most noble of the Knights of the Round Table, And Arthur’s closest friend! Young Arthur was horrified. She was hunch-backed and hideous, had only one tooth, Smelled like sewage, made obscene noises, etc. He had never encountered such a repugnant creature in all his life. He refused to force his friend to marry her and endure such a terrible burden, But Lancelot, having learnt of the proposal, spoke with Arthur. He said nothing was too big of a sacrifice compared to Arthur’s life. And the reservation of the Round Table. Hence, a wedding was proclaimed and the witch answered. Arthur’s question thus: ‘What a woman really wants?’ She said, ‘Is to be in charge of her own life.’ Everyone in the kingdom instantly knew that the witch had uttered a great truth. And that Arthur’s life would be spared. And so it was. The neighboring monarch granted Arthur his freedom. And Lancelot and the witch had a wonderful wedding. The honeymoon hour approached and, Lancelot, steeling himself for a horrific experience, entered the bedroom. But, what a sight awaited him. The most beautiful woman he had ever seen lay before him on the bed. The astounded Lancelot asked what had happened. The beauty replied that since he had been so kind to her when she appeared as a witch, She would henceforth be her horrible and deformed self only half the time. And the beautiful maiden the other half. ‘Which would you prefer? She asked him. ‘Beautiful during the day …. or at night?’ Lancelot pondered the predicament. During the day he could have a beautiful woman to show off to his friends, But at night, in the privacy of his castle, an old witch! Or, Would he prefer having a hideous witch during the day? But by night a beautiful woman for him to enjoy wondrous, intimate moments with? (If you are a man reading this…) What would YOUR choice be? (If you are a woman reading this) What would YOUR MAN’S choice be? What Lancelot chose, is given below: Noble Lancelot, knowing the answer the witch gave Arthur to his question, He said that he would allow HER to make the choice herself. Upon hearing this, she announced that she would be beautiful all the time. Because, he had respected her enough to let her be in charge of her own life. Now… what is the moral to this story? The moral is… 1) There is a witch in every woman no matter how beautiful she is! 2) If you don’t let a woman have her own way, things are going to get ugly. So, always remember: IT’S EITHER ‘HER WAY’ OR IT’S ‘NO WAY’

Dear all I got this in mail and was really moved. I hereby post for all of you..

After 21 years of Marriage, my Wife wanted me to take another Woman out to Dinner and a Movie. She said I Love You but I know this other Woman loves you and would Love to spend some Time with You. The other Woman that my Wife wanted me to visit was my MOTHER, who has been a Widow for 19 years, but the demands of my Work and my three Children had made it possible to visit her only occasionally.


That night I called to Invite her to go out for Dinner and a Movie.


‘What’s wrong, are you well,’ she asked?

My Mother is the type of Woman who suspects that

a Late Night Call or a Surprise Invitation is a sign of Bad News.


‘I thought that it would be pleasant to be with you,’ I responded.

‘Just the two of us.’


She thought about it for a moment, and then said, ‘I would like that very much.’


That Friday after work, as I drove over to pick her up I was a bit Nervous.
When I arrived at her House, I noticed that she too seemed to be Nervous about our Date. She waited in the Door with her Coat on. She had Curled her Hair and was wearing the Dress that she had worn to Celebrate her last Wedding Anniversary.She smiled from a face that was as Radiant as an Angel’s.


‘I told my Friends that I was going to go out with My Son, and they were impressed, ‘

She said, as she got into the Car.

‘They can’t wait to hear about our meeting’.

We went to a Restaurant that, although not Elegant, was very Nice and Cozy.

My Mother took my Arm as if She were the First Lady.After we sat down, I had to read the Menu. Large Print. Half way through the entries, I lifted my eyes and saw Mom sitting there staring at me. A Nostalgic Smile was on her Lips.


‘It was I who used to have to Read the Menu when you were Small,’

She said.

‘Then it’s Time that you Relax and let me Return the Favor,’

I responded. During the Dinner, we had an Agreeable Conversation, nothing Extra-ordinary, but catching up on recent Events of each others Life. We talked so much that we missed the Movie.As we arrived at her House later,

She said, ‘I’ll go out with you again, but only if you let me invite you.’

I agreed.


‘How was your Dinner Date?’ asked My Wife when I got Home.

‘Very Nice. Much more so than I could have Imagined,’ I answered.


A few days later, my Mother died of a Massive Heart Attack. It happened so suddenly that I didn’t have Time to do anything for her.Some time later, I received an Envelope with a Copy of a Restaurant Receipt from the same place Mother and I had dined.

An Attached Note Said:

‘I paid this Bill in Advance.

I wasn’t sure that I could be there;

But nevertheless, I paid for Two Plates '"

One for You and the Other for Your Wife.

You will never know what that Night meant for Me.
I Love You,

My Son.’


At that moment, I understood the Importance of saying in Time:‘I LOVE YOU!’

and to give our Loved Ones the Time that they Deserve.

Nothing in Life is more important than God and your Family.

Give them the Time they Deserve, because these Things cannot be Put Off till ‘Some Other Time.’