It was their anniversary, and Aisha was waiting for her husband Rajiv to show up.
Things had changed since their marriage, the once cute couple couldn't-live-without-each-other had turned bitter.
Fighting over every little things, both didn't like the way things had changed.
Aisha was waiting to see if Rajiv remembered it was their anniversary!
Just as the door bell rang she ran to find her husband wet and smiling with a bunch of flowers in his hand.
The two started re-living the old days. Making up for fights, then was d
plan for champagne, light music And it was raining outside! It was
perfect.
But the moment paused when the phone in the bedroom rang.
Aisha went to pick it up and it was a man. "Hello ma'am I'm calling from the police station. Is this Mr Rajiv Mehra's number?"
"Yes it is!"
"I'm sorry ma'am; but there was an accident and a man died.
We got this number from his wallet; we need you to come and identify his body."
Aisha's heart sank.!!! She was shocked!
But my husband is here with me?"
"Sorry ma'am, but the incident took place at 2 pm, when he was boarding the train."
Aisha was about to lose her consciousness
How could this happen?!
She had heard about the soul of the person coming to meet a loved one before it leaves!
She ran into the other room.
He was not there. It was true! had left her for good!!
Oh God she would have died for another chance to mend every little
fight! She rolled on the floor in pain. She lost her chance! Forever!
Suddenly there was a noise from the bathroom, the door opened and Rajiv
came out and said "Darling, I forgot to tell you my wallet got stolen
today".
LIFE MIGHT NOT GIVE YOU A SECOND CHANCE. SO NEVER WASTE A MOMENT WHEN YOU CAN STILL MAKE UP FOR YOUR WRONGS!!!
Let's start making amends.
To parents
To siblings
To friends
And many more.
No one has a promised tomorrow.
Have a wonderful Life with no regrets!
This has to be one of the best message!!
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A Generous Will....!!!! TOO INTERESTING
A milkman dying in hospital is surrounded by his two sons, daughter, his wife and the nurse.
He says to his eldest son, "To you Peter, I leave the Beverly houses."
To his daughter, "My pretty Rose, to you I leave the apartments in the Los Angeles Plaza."
"And Charlie, you being my youngest son, I leave you the City Center offices".
And to his wife, "Darling, you get the three residential towers downtown."
The wide-eyed nurse, obviously impressed, tells his wife, "Madam, your
husband is very rich! And what's great is he is bequeathing all his
properties to his family. You are all so lucky!!"
The wife retorts,"Rich? Lucky? Are you kidding me?? Those are the routes where he delivers milk!"
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What is STRESS?
It's The Gap Between Our Expectation & Reality...
More The Gap.
More the Stress.
So Expect Nothing & Accept Everything...good mrg.
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"Time is free, but it's priceless. You can't own it, but you can use it.
You can't keep it, but you can spend it. Once you've lost it, you can
never get it back."
Just like yesterday we entered 2013, now we are in October, the end of the year is here.
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Perfection of means and confusion of goals seem - in my opinion - to characterize our age.
-Albert Einstein
As long as you are going to be thinking anyway, think big.
- Donald Trump
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Letter from a newly married girl to her mother.
Dear mom,
Like every normal girl, I was excited about marriage right from my
childhood days. I never thought beyond the time that I would spend
happily with my prince charming. But today when I am married, I realize
that marriage is not all roses. It's not just about being with your
beloved and having a gala time. There is so much more to it. It comes
with its own share of responsibilities, duties, sacrifices and
compromises. I can't wake up anytime I want to. I am expected to be up
and ready before everyone else in the family. I can't laze around in my
pyjamas throughout the day. I am expected to be presentable every time. I
can't just go out anytime I want to. I am expected to be sensitive to
the needs of the family. I just can't hit the bed anytime I want to. I
am expected to be active and around the family. I can't expect to be
treated like a princess but am supposed to take care of everyone else in
the family. And then I think to myself, 'why did I get married at all?'
I was happier with you, mom. Sometimes I think of coming back to you
and getting pampered again. I want to come home to my favorite food
cooked by you every evening after a nice outing with friends. I want to
sleep on your laps like I have no worry in this world. But then I
suddenly realize, had you not got married and made such sacrifices in
your life, I wouldn't have had so many wonderful memories to hang on to.
And suddenly, the purpose of all this becomes clear- to return the same
comfort, peace and happiness to my new family that I got from you. And I
am sure that as time would pass, I would start loving this life equally
as you do. Thank you mom for all the sacrifices and compromises you
made. They give me the strength to do the same. Love you.
It's an excellent letter for all daughters.
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COINCIDENCE OF LIFE
1. CHURCH has 6 letters so does MOSQUE.
2. BIBLE has 5 letters so does QURAN.
3. LIFE has 4 letters so does DEAD.
4. HATE has 4 letters, so does LOVE.
5. ENEMIES has 7, so does FRIENDS.
6. LYING has 5, so does TRUTH.
7. HURT has 4, so does HEAL.
8. NEGATIVE has 8, so does POSITIVE.
9. FAILURE has 7, so does SUCCESS.
10. BELOW has 5, but so does ABOVE.
11. CRY has 3 letters so does JOY.
12. ANGER has 5 so does HAPPY.
13. RIGHT has 5 so does WRONG.
14. RICH has 4 so does POOR.
15. FAIL has 4 so does PASS.
16. KNOWLEDGE has 9 so does IGNORANCE.
Are they all by Coincidence?
We should Choose wisely, this means LIFE is like a Double-Edged Sword.
WE should always Choose the Better side of Life!!!
Shalom!
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A Touching Story
Isaiah 65:24. - This is a story written by a doctor who worked in Africa.
One night I had worked hard to help a mother in the labor ward; but in
spite of all we could do, she died, leaving us with a tiny, premature
baby and a crying two-year-old daughter. We would have difficulty
keeping the baby alive; as we had no incubator (we had no electricity to
run an incubator). We also had no special feeding facilities.
Although we lived on the equator, nights were often chilly with
treacherous drafts. One student midwife went for the box we had for such
babies and the cotton wool that the baby would be wrapped in.
Another went to stoke up the fire and fill a hot water bottle. She came
back shortly in distress to tell me that in filling the bottle, it had
burst (rubber perishes easily in tropical climates). "And it is our
last hot water bottle!" she exclaimed. As in the West, it is no good
crying over spilled milk, so in Central Africa it might be considered no
good crying over burst water bottles. They do not grow on trees, and
there are no drugstores down forest pathways.
"All right," I said, "put the baby as near the fire as you safely can,
and sleep between the baby and the door to keep it free from drafts.
Your job is to keep the baby warm."
The following noon,
as I did most days, I went to have prayers with any of the orphanage
children who chose to gather with me. I gave the youngsters various
suggestions of things to pray about and told them about the tiny baby. I
explained our problem about keeping the baby warm enough, mentioning
the hot water bottle, and that the baby could so easily die if it got
chills. I also told them of the two-year-old sister, crying because her
mother had died.
During prayer time, one ten -year-old girl, Ruth, prayed with the usual
blunt conciseness of our African children. "Please, God" she prayed,
"Send us a hot water bottle today. It'll be no good tomorrow, God, as the baby will be dead, so please send it this afternoon."
While I gasped inwardly at the audacity of the prayer, she added, "And
while You are about it, would You please send a dolly for the little
girl so she'll know You really love her?"
As often with children's prayers, I was put on the spot. Could I
honestly say "Amen?" I just did not believe that God could do this.
Oh, yes, I know that He can do everything; the Bible says so. But there
are limits, aren't there? The only way God could answer this particular
prayer would be by sending me a parcel from the homeland. I had been in
Africa for almost four years at that time, and I had never, ever,
received a parcel from home. Anyway, if anyone did send me a parcel,
who would put in a hot water bottle? I lived on the equator!
Halfway through the afternoon, while I was teaching in the nurses'
training school, a message was sent that there was a car at my front
door. By the time I reached home, the car had gone, but there on the
verandah was a large 22-pound parcel. I felt tears pricking my eyes. I
could not open the parcel alone, so I sent for the orphanage children.
Together we pulled off the string, carefully undoing each knot. We
folded the paper, taking care not to tear it unduly. Excitement was
mounting. Some thirty or forty pairs of eyes were focused on the large
cardboard box. From the top, I lifted out brightly-colored, knitted
jerseys. Eyes sparkled as I gave them out. Then there were the knitted
bandages for the leprosy patients, and the children looked a little
bored. Then came a box of mixed raisins and sultanas - that would make a
batch of buns for the weekend.
Then, as I put my hand in again, I felt the.....could it really be?
I grasped it and pulled it out. Yes, a brand new, rubber hot water
bottle. I cried. I had not asked God to send it; I had not truly
believed that He could.
Ruth was in the front row of the children. She rushed forward, crying
out, "If God has sent the bottle, He must have sent the dolly, too!"
Rummaging down to the bottom of the box, she pulled out the small,
beautifully-dressed dolly. Her eyes shone! She had never doubted!
Looking up at me, she asked, "Can I go over with you and give this dolly
to that little girl, so she'll know that Jesus really loves her?"
"Of course," I replied!
That parcel had been on the way for five whole months, packed up by my former Sunday school class, whose leader had heard and obeyed God's prompting to send a hot water bottle, even to the equator.
And one of the girls had put in a dolly for an African child - five
months before, in answer to the believing prayer of a ten-year-old to
bring it "that afternoon."
"Before they call, I will answer." (Isaiah 65:24).
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Four insurance companies are in competition. One comes up with the slogan, "Coverage from the cradle to the grave."
The second one tries to improve on that with, "Coverage from the womb to the tomb."
Not to be outdone, the third one comes up with, "From the sperm to the worm."
The fourth insurance company really thought hard and almost gave up the
race, but finally came up with, "From the erection to the
resurrection."?