Posted: Fri Jul 31, 2009 8:37 AM CST
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Posted: Thu Jun 25, 2009 6:03 AM CST
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An 80 year old man was sitting on the sofa in his house along with his 45 years old highly educated son. Suddenly a crow perched on their window.
The Father asked his Son, What is this?
The Son replied that is a crow
After a few minutes, the Father asked his Son the 2nd time, what is this?
The Son said Father, I have just now told you that is a crow.
After a little while, the old Father again asked his Son the 3rd time,
What is this?
At this time some ex-pression of irritation was felt in the Sons tone when he said to his Father with a rebuff. That is a crow, crow
A little after, the Father again asked his Son the 4th time, what is this?
This time the Son shouted at his Father, Why do you keep asking me the same question again and again, although I have told you so many times THAT IS A CROW. Are you not able to understand this?
A little later the Father went to his room and came back with an old tattered diary, which he had maintained since his Son was born. On opening a page, he asked his Son to read that page. When the son read it, the following words were written in the diary :-
Today my little son aged three was sitting with me on the sofa, when a crow was sitting on the window. My Son asked me 23 times what it was, and I replied to him all 23 times that it was a Crow. I hugged him lovingly each time h e asked me the same question again and again for 23 times. I did not at all feel irritated I rather felt affection for my innocent child.
While the little child asked him 23 times what is this, the Father had felt no irritation in replying to the same question all 23 times and when today the Father asked his Son the same question just 4 times, the Son felt irritated and annoyed.
So.
If your parents attain old age, do not repulse them or look at them as a burden, but speak to them a gracious word, be...
Posted: Sat Jun 20, 2009 11:44 PM CST
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One day Love asked friendship "Y R U in the world when i am here?
Friendshipsmiled and said "to spread smiles where u leave tears" 
Posted: Thu Jun 18, 2009 1:17 AM CST
Heart Shaking Love Story
There was once a guy who suffered from cancer... a cancer that can't
be treated. He was 18 years old and he could die anytime. All his
life, he was stuck in his house being taken cared by his mother. He
never went outside but he was sick of staying home and wanted to go
out for once. So he asked his mother and she gave him permission.
He walked down his block and found a lot of stores. He passed a CD
store and looked through the front door for a second as he walked. He
stopped and went back to look into the store. He saw a young girl
about his age and he knew it was love at first sight. He opened the
door and walked in, not looking at anything else but her. He walked
closer and closer until he was finally at the front desk where she
sat.
She looked up and asked, "Can I help you?"
She smiled and he thought it was the most beautiful smile he has ever
seen before and wanted to kiss her right there.
He said, "Uh... Yeah... Umm... I would like to buy a CD."
He picked one out and gave her money for it.
"Would you like me to wrap it for you?" she asked, smiling her cute
smile again.
He nodded and she went to the back.
She came back with the wrapped CD and gave it to him. He took it and
walked out of the store. He went home and from then on, he went to
that store everyday and bought a CD, and she wrapped it for him. He
took the CD home and put it in his closet. He was still too shy to
ask her out and he really wanted to but he couldn't. His mother found
out about this and told him to just ask her.
So the next day, he took all his courage and went to the store. He
bought a CD like he did everyday and once again she went to the back
of the store and came back with it wrapped. He took it and when she
wasn't looking, he left his phone number on the desk and ran out...
!!!RRRRRING!!!
The mother picked up the phone and said, "Hello?"
It was the girl!!! She asked for the boy and the mother started to
cry and said, "You don't know? He passed away yesterday..."
The line was quiet except for the cries of the boy's mother. Later in
the day. The mother went into the boy's room because she wanted to
remember him. She thought she would start by looking at his clothes.
So she opened the closet. She was face to face with piles and piles
and piles of unopened CDs. She was surprised to find all those CDs
and she picked one up and sat down on the bed and she started to open
one.
Inside, there was a CD and as she took it out of the wrapper, out
fell a piece of paper. The mother picked it up and started to read
it.
It said: Hi... I think U R really cute. Do u wanna go out with me?
Love, Jacelyn
The mother opened another CD...
Again there was a piece of paper. It said: Hi... I think U R really
cute. Do u wanna go out with me? Love, Jacelyn 
Posted: Wed Jun 17, 2009 4:59 AM CST
What u gettting from this quote ?replay me
Sure God created man before woman.. but then you always make a rough draft before The Final Masterpiece. ..
Posted: Tue Jun 16, 2009 1:25 AM CST
My Mother
My mom only had one eye. I hated her... she was such an embarrassment. My mom ran a small shop at a flea market. She collected little weeds and such to sell... anything for the money we needed she was such an embarrassment. There was this one day during elementary school.
I remember that it was field day, and my mom came. I was so embarrassed.
How could she do this to me? I threw her a hateful look and ran out. The next day at school..."Your mom only has one eye?!" and they taunted me.
I wished that my mom would just disappear from this world so I said to my mom, "Mom, why don't you have the other eye?! You're only going to make me a laughingstock. Why don't you just die?" My mom did not respond. I guess I felt a little bad, but at the same time, it felt good to think that I had said what I'd wanted to say all this time.
Maybe it was because my mom hadn't punished me, but I didn't think that I had hurt her feelings very badly.
That night...I woke up, and went to the kitchen to get a glass of water. My mom was crying there, so quietly, as if she was afraid that she might wake me. I took a look at her, and then turned away. Because of the thing I had said to her earlier, there was something pinching at me in the corner of my heart. Even so, I hated my mother who was crying out of her one eye. So I told myself that I would grow up and become successful, because I hated my one-eyed mom and our desperate poverty.
Then I studied really hard. I left my mother and came to Seoul and studied, and got accepted in the Seoul University with all the confidence I had. Then, I got married. I bought a house of my own. Then I had kids, too. Now I'm living happily as a successful man. I like it here because it's a place that doesn't remind me of my mom.
This happiness was getting bigger and bigger, when someone unexpected came to see me "What?! Who's this?!" ...It was my mother...Still with her one eye. It felt as if the whole sky was falling apart on me. My little girl ran away, scared of my mom's eye.
And I asked her, "Who are you? I don't know you!!!" as if I tried to make that real. I screamed at her "How dare you come to my house and scare my daughter! GET OUT OF HERE! NOW!!!" And to this, my mother quietly answered, "oh, I'm so sorry. I may have gotten the wrong address," and she disappeared. Thank good ness... she doesn't recognize me. I was quite relieved. I told myself that I wasn't going to care, or think about this for the rest of my life.
Then a wave of relief came upon me...one day, a letter regarding a school reunion came to my house. I lied to my wife saying that I was going on a business trip. After the reunion, I went down to the old shack, that I used to call a house...just out of curiosity there, I found my mother fallen on the cold ground. But I did not shed a single tear. She had a piece of paper in her hand.... it was a letter to me.
She wrote:
My son...
I think my life has been long enough now. And... I won't visit Seoul anymore... but would it be too much to ask if I wanted you to come visit me once in a while? I miss you so much. And I was so glad when I heard you were coming for the reunion. But I decided not to go to the school.... For you... I'm sorry that I only have one eye, and I was an embarrassment for you.
You see, when you were very little, you got into an accident, and lost your eye. As a mother, I couldn't stand watching you having to grow up with only one eye... so I gave you mine...I was so proud of my son that was seeing a whole new world for me, in my place, with that eye. I was never upset at you for anything you did. The couple times that you were angry with me. I thought to myself, 'it's because he loves me.' I miss the times when you were still young around me.
I miss you so much. I love you. You mean the world to me.
My world shattered!!!
Then I cried for the person who lived for me... My Mother
Posted: Mon Jun 15, 2009 5:19 AM CST
Posted: Fri Jun 12, 2009 12:19 AM CST
Nice story
Befor that i want explain to al..hey all it for u..give me replay u really like it or not otherwise i stopped sharing here story....
A man came home from work late, tired and irritated, to find his 5-year old son waiting for him at the door.
SON: "Daddy, may I ask you a question?"
DAD: "Yeah sure, what is it?" replied the man.
SON: "Daddy, how much do you make an hour?"
DAD: "That's none of your business. Why do you ask such a thing?" the man said angrily.
SON: "I just want to know. Please tell me, how much do you make an hour?"
DAD: "If you must know, I make Rs.100 an hour." "Oh," the little boy replied, with his head down.
Looking up, he said,
"Daddy, may I please borrow Rs.50?"
The father was furious, "If the only reason you asked that is so you can borrow some money to buy a silly toy or some other nonsense,
then you march yourself straight to your room and go to bed. Think about why you are being so selfish. I work hard everyday for such this childish behavior."
The little boy quietly went to his room and shut the door.
The man sat down and started to get even angrier about the little boy's questions. How dare he ask such questions only to get some money?
After about an hour or so, the man had calmed down, and started to think:
Maybe there was something he really needed to buy with that Rs.50 and he really didn't ask for money very often. The man went to the door of the little boy's room and opened the door.
"Are you asleep, son?" He asked.
"No daddy, I'm awake," replied the boy.
"I've been thinking, maybe I was too hard on you earlier, "said the man.
"It's been a long day and I took out my aggravation on you. Here's the Rs.50 you asked for."
The little boy sat straight up, smiling. "Oh, thank you daddy!" He yelled. Then, reaching under his pillow he pulled out some crumpled up bills.
The man, seeing that the boy already had money, started to get angry again. The little boy slowly counted out his money, and then looked up at his father.
"Why do you want more money if you already have some?" the father grumbled.
"Because I didn't have enough, but now I do," the little boy replied.
"Daddy, I have Rs.100 now. Can I buy an hour of your time?
Please come home early tomorrow. I would like to have dinner with you."
Lesson to learn from Heart Touching Story:
But even better, share Rs.100 worth of time with someone you love. It's just a short reminder to all of you working so hard in life. We should not let time slip through our fingers without having spent some time with those who really matter to us, those close to our hearts.
If we die tomorrow, the company that we are working for could easily replace us in a matter of days. But the family & friends we leave behind will feel the loss for the rest of their lives. And come to think of it, we pour ourselves more into work than to our family.
Think PRACTICALLY
Never take some one for granted, Hold every person close to your Heart because you might wake up one day and realize that you have lost a diamond while you were too busy collecting stonesAnother Story for peppole
Posted: Thu Jun 11, 2009 6:08 AM CST
I want replay from u all of this story
I was walking around in a Big Bazaar store making shopping, when I saw a Cashier talking to a boy couldn't have been more
Than 5 or 6 years old. The Cashier said, 'I'm sorry, but you don't have enough money to buy this doll. Then the little boy turned to me and asked: ''aunty, are you sure I don't have enough money?''
I counted his cash and replied: ''You know that you don't have enough money to buy the doll, my dear.'' The little boy was
Still holding the doll in his hand. Finally, I walked toward him and I asked him who he wished to give this doll to. 'It's the
Doll that my sister loved most and wanted so much. I wanted to Gift her for her BIRTHDAY. I have to give the doll to my mommy so that she can give it to my sister when she goes there.'
His eyes were so sad while saying this. 'My Sister has gone to be with God. Daddy says that Mommy is going to see God very soon too, so I thought that she could take 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 need her to wait until I come back from the mall.' Then he showed me a very nice photo of him where he was laughing. He then told me 'I want mommy to take my picture with her so my sister won't forget me.' 'I love my mommy and I wish she doesn'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 said to the boy. 'Suppose we check again, Just in case you do have enough money for the doll?'' 'OK' he said, 'I hope I do have enough..' I added some of my money to his with out 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 last night before I went to sleep for God to make sure I had enough money to buy this doll, so that mommy could 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 a white rose. My mommy loves white roses.'
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 news paper article two days ago, which mentioned a drunk man in a truck, who hit a car occupied by a young woman 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-sustaining machine, because the young woman would not be able to recover from the coma. Was this the family of the little boy?
Two days after this encounter with the little boy, I read in the news paper that the young woman had passed away.. I couldn't stop myself as I bought a bunch of white roses and I went to the funeral home where the body of the young woman was exposed for people to see and make last wishes before her 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, teary-eyed, feeling that my life had been changed for ever. The love that the 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 driver had taken all this away from him.
Posted: Wed Jun 10, 2009 7:30 AM CST
Another nice story for u
Little Girl And Her Father Were Crossing A Bridge.
The Father Was Kind Of Scared So He Asked His Little Daughter,
Sweetheart, Please Hold My Hand So That You Don't Fall Into The River.
The Little Girl Said, 'No, Dad. You Hold My Hand.' 'What's The Difference?
Asked The Puzzled Father.
There's A Big Difference,
Replied The Little Girl.
If I Hold Your Hand And Something Happens To Me,
Chances Are That I May Let Your Hand Go.
But If You Hold My Hand, I Know For Sure That No Matter What Happens
You Will Never Let My Hand Go.'