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I WANT TO FEEL THE ..TOUCH..PLEASE......

.Birth, Death, and the Life Inbetween
We often take our lives for granted especially when we're young. We think we're going to live forever. But, from one moment to the next, nobody knows what will happen.
All of us are equal as far as life and death are concerned
If we aren’t able to live with peace, joy, and freedom before we die, then we live as if we are dead already.
who is the result of precise genetic influence. The child is born into and raised by a particular family and society, and in a most unconscious way takes on certain roles and adopts certain beliefs and values which come out of that family's and society's past traditions
We normally think of the mind as the composer of thoughts, the mouth as the speaker of thoughts, and the body as the actor of those thoughts. However, lying behind all these at our very center is a mysterious ??????????
the true source of everything we
think, say, and do.
And touching is always reciprocal--whoever truly touches is touched in return. There is no script to touching, no hidden agenda within it as there is with being moved. In fact, all scripts and agendas are shattered by touching.
Furthermore, whoever is touched is healed

In a particular society, we question which s*xual behaviors are acceptable and unacceptable. We struggle with the proper response to s*xual feelings as they arise.
lovers sustain vivid memories of extraordinary moments, but they also realize their impotence in recreating them. The appetite for novelty in lovemaking is only a search for new moments that can live on only in recollection. As with
sexuality always brings itself to an end.
If there is any true paradise, it can only be the eternal present moment, not somewhere else
later.
To be playful is to allow for possibility whatever the cost to oneself

We come from nothing and we go back to nothing. Ashes to ashes dust to dust. Death is a very interesting part of life, and it keeps us honest since we know our time on this planet is only temporary.
There is nothing that remarkable in my story, except that we are all unique in our living and dying.

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WHO IS INSIDE YOU??????.........

A lot of times I’m a bit surprised about the fact there’s such a clash between the person I am on the outside and the way I feel on the inside. I feel like a fake. As if I’m wearing a mask for the world to see that I refuse to lower for anyone to see pass. I’ve given a few a small glimpse but the truth is that I pull away when I realize what I’ve allowed them to see.

To the world I smile, I laugh out loud with those who claim to be friends, I embrace the adventures suggested and I am the clown who tries to make others smile. Inside it feels as if my face will crack from the smile being too big. I can hear how hollow my laugh actually sounds and wonder why others don’t hear it too. My jokes feel too forced.

I use to tell people that behind every bright, upbeat, smiling face is a darker person within. I think I made that statement when I was around fourteen. To date I still believe it to be true. Especially when it comes to those like me who hardly ever seem sad. I’m just grateful that I have the outlets I have. Writing, walking, and even mediation. It helps in allowing me to see how wonderful life can actually be. Even in the darkest of times. Sort of like stopping to count ones blessings.

It also made me wonder something. If I’m hiding behind a mask of sorts isn’t it safe to assume others are too. It can make a person why we feel we must keep our feelings buried in such a way? Why must we always live life as if we are wearing mask?

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MY FRIENDS GREAT MARRIAGE.......

IN..her...own..words......
My husband is an Engineer by profession, I love him for his steady nature, and I love the warm feeling when I lean against his broad shoulders.

Three years of courtship and now, two years into marriage, I would have to admit, that I am getting tired of it. The reasons of me loving him before, has now transformed into the cause of all my restlessness.

I am a sentimental woman and extremely sensitive when it comes to a relationship and my feelings, I yearn for the romantic moments, like a little girl yearning for candy. My husband, is my complete opposite, his lack of sensitivity, and the inability of bringing romantic moments into our marriage has disheartened me about love.

One day, I finally decided to tell him my decision, that I wanted a divorce.

“Why?” he asked, shocked. “I am tired, there are no reasons for everything in the world!” I answered. He kept silent the whole night, seems to be in deep thought with a lighted cigarette at all times. My feeling of disappointment only increased, here was a man who can’t even express his predicament, what else can I hope from him? And finally he asked me:” What can I do to change your mind?”

Somebody said it right, it’s hard to change a person’s personality, and I guess, I have started losing faith in him. Looking deep into his eyes I slowly answered : “Here is the question, if you can answer and convince my heart, I will change my mind, Let’s say, I want a flower located on the face of a mountain cliff, and we both are sure that picking the flower will cause your death, will you do it for me?” He said :” I will give you your answer tomorrow….” My hopes just sank by listening to his response.

I woke up the next morning to find him gone, and saw a piece of paper with his scratchy handwriting, underneath a milk glass, on the dining table near the front door, that goes…. My dear, “I would not pick that flower for you, but please allow me to explain the reasons further..” This first line was already breaking my heart. I continued reading.

“When you use the computer you always mess up the Software programs, and you cry in front of the screen, I have to save my fingers so that I can help to restore the programs. You always leave the house keys behind, thus I have to save my legs to rush home to open the door for you. You love traveling but always lose your way in a new city, I have to save my eyes to show you the way. You always have the cramps whenever your “good friend” approaches every month, I have to save my palms so that I can calm the cramps in your tummy.

You like to stay indoors, and I worry that you will be infected by infantile autism. I have to save my mouth to tell you jokes and stories to cure your boredom. You always stare at the computer, and that will do nothing good for your eyes, I have to save my eyes so that when we grow old, I can help to clip your nails, and help to remove those annoying white hairs. So I can also hold your hand while strolling down the beach, as you enjoy the sunshine and the beautiful sand… and tell you the color of flowers, just like the color of the glow on your young face… Thus, my dear, unless I am sure that there is someone who loves you more than I do… I could not pick that flower yet, and die.. ”

My tears fell on the letter, and blurred the ink of his handwriting… and as I continue on reading… “Now, that you have finished reading my answer, if you are satisfied, please open the front door for I am standing outside bringing your favorite bread and fresh milk… I rush to pull open the door, and saw his anxious face, clutching tightly with his hands, the milk bottle and loaf of bread….

Now I am very sure that no one will ever love me as much as he does, and I have decided to leave the flower alone…

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IT IS GOOD FOR U TO READ ME thanking u.........

True - Good - Useful
In ancient Greece, Socrates was reputed to hold knowledge in high esteem. One day an acquaintance met the great philosopher and said, “Do you know what I just heard about your friend?”
“Hold on a minute,” Socrates replied. “Before telling me anything I’d like you to pass a little test. It’s called the Triple Filter Test.”
“Triple filter?”
“That’s right,” Socrates continued. “Before you talk to me about my friend, it might be a good idea to take a moment and filter what you’re going to say. That’s why I call it the triple filter test. The first filter is Truth. Have you made absolutely sure that what you are about to tell me is true?”
“No,” the man said, “Actually I just heard about it and ...”
“All right,” said Socrates. “So you don’t really know if it’s true or not. Now let’s try the second filter, the filter of Goodness. Is what you are about to tell me about my friend something good?”
“No, on the contrary…”
“So,” Socrates continued, “you want to tell me something bad about him, but you’re not certain it’s true. You may still pass the test though, because there’s one filter left: the filter of Usefulness. Is what you want to tell me about my friend going to be useful to me?”
“No, not really …”
“Well,” concluded Socrates, “if what you want to tell me is neither true nor good nor even useful, why tell it to me at all?

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GIVE ME YOUR TIME PLEASE.......

“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.

Yes, its sure and certain that time is like a river. As the current of the river flows ahead and never comes back. same is with time. once lost it cant be regained.

Its truly said that,"Don’t count every hour in the day, make every hour in the day count.” we got to be very punctual and studies in our lives about time.

The whole world runs along with it.If anyone remains back, he surely will be described as a loser in his life.It goes the same with famous JIm rohns as he says,Time is more valuable than money. You can get more money, but you cannot get more time.

Time is like money. every day,hour,minute, second is precious for us.As we spend money wisely,in the same way our time should be spent very cautiously.For this time management is very essential.

Another famous maxim goes ,"A stitch in time saves nine". however we always misuse it.its proper utilization is very necessary.

A farmer has to harvest his crops on time but if he neglects, the birds will eat those crops or untimely rain may destroy it.

A successful man only knows the value of time because he has come up with proper use of time joint with hard work.So, time should not be procrastinated instead every single second should be used carefully.

Then only a person will touch the sky of success.

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WHO IS HAVING THE LAST LAUGH?????

Dear Husband:
I'm writing you this letter to tell you that I'm leaving you for good.
I've been a good woman to you for seven years and I have nothing to show for it. These last two weeks have been hell. Your boss called to tell me that you had quit your job today and that was the last straw.
Last week, you came home and didn't notice that I had gotten my hair and nails done, cooked your favorite meal and even wore a brand new negligee. You came home and ate in two minutes, and went straight to sleep after watching the game. You don't tell me you love me anymore, you don't touch me or anything. Either you're cheating or you don't love me anymore, what ever the case is, I'm gone.
P.S. If you're trying to find me, don't. Your BROTHER and I are moving away to West Virginia together! Have a great life!
Your EX-Wife
The reply....
Dear Ex-Wife
Nothing has made my day more than receiving your letter. It's true that you and I have been married for seven years, although a good woman is a far cry from what you've been. I watch sports so much to try to drown out your constant nagging. Too bad that doesn't work.
I did notice when you cut off all of your hair last week, the first thing that came to mind was "You look just like a man!" My mother raised me to not say anything if you can't say anything nice.
When you cooked my favorite meal, you must have gotten me confused with MY BROTHER, because I stopped eating pork seven years ago.
I went to sleep on you when you had on that new negligee because the price tag was still on it. I prayed that it was a coincidence that my brother had just borrowed fifty dollars from me that morning and your negligee was $49.99.
After all of this, I still loved you and felt that we could work it out. So when I discovered that I had hit the lotto for ten million dollars, I quit my job and bought us two tickets to Jamaica. But when I got home you were gone. Everything happens for a reason I guess. I hope you have the filling life you always wanted.
My lawyer said with your letter that you wrote, you won't get a dime from me. So take care.
P.S. I don't know if I ever told you this but Carl, my brother was born Carla. I hope that's not a problem.

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SELFLESS AFFECTION AND DEDICATION....

Devotion is loyalty to a promise, vow, person or mission. It means you are consistently trustworthy and loyal. You are willing to sacrifice to uphold your commitment. It means staying the course, even if the challenges are great, and even if you find your energy and will weakening.

When you are are devoted to someone or something, the object of your devotion become a part of you. Your own sense of well-being depends on whether they are flourishing. This makes devotion risky -- but also profoundly rewarding

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IS THIS ALL FOR A NAME R FAME..????

Life is a funny game,yet it remains never the same,winning here is a chance of fame
and losing mere a shame. we learn to fall to win and to rise, facing each day with a
new surprise And still with so many twists and turns, we race ourselves to get the
returns with glowing faces and enduring smiles, Where the hearts are full of spirits
so high,we hold the attitude of NEVER SAY DIE ...To walk on a successful path we
never feel shy, where the blessings come our way from the one above,so we say
that life is a funny game, still we take a lot of pain, just to earn a mere name.

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I WANT YOUR---- PLEASE...........

My mother used to ask me what the most important part of the body is. Through the years I would take a guess at what I thought was the correct Answer. When I was younger, I thought sound was very important to us as humans, so I said, 'My ears, Mommy.' She said, 'No. Many people are deaf. But you keep thinking about it and I will ask you again soon.'

Several years passed before she asked me again. Since making my first attempt, I had contemplated the correct answer. So this time I told her, 'Mommy, sight is very important to everybody, so it must be our eyes.' She looked at me and told me, 'You are learning fast, but the answer is not correct because there are many people who are blind.' Stumped again,

I continued my quest for knowledge and over the years, Mother asked me a couple more times and always her answer was, 'No. But you are getting smart erevery year, my child.'

Then one year, my grandfather died. Everybody was hurt. Everybody was crying. Even my father cried. I remember that especially because it was only the first time I saw him cry. My Mom looked at me when it was our turn to say our final good-bye to my Grandfather. She asked me, 'Do you know the most important body part yet, my dear?' I was shocked when she asked me this now. I always thought this was a game between her and me.

She saw the confusion on my face and told me, 'This question is very important. It shows that you have really lived in your life. For every body part you gave me in the past, I have told you were wrong and I have given you an example why. But today is the day you need to learn this important lesson.' She looked down at me as only a mother can. I saw her eyes well up with tears. She said, 'My dear, the most important body part is your shoulder.' I asked, 'Is it because it holds up my head?' She replied, 'No, it is because it can hold the head of a friend or a loved one when they cry. Everybody needs a shoulder to cry on sometime in life, my dear. I only hope that you have enough love and friends that you will always have a shoulder to cry on when you need it.'

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TIME TO SALUTE FOR THIS YEAR......

I am not a person to THINK bad of others but at the same time
i will not take shit from anyone..

if someone judge me wrong..i can prove them they r wrong
if they think they can command or demand me i will tell them
f...off.
call me bi...i can teach them the real meaning
if they think they can f..me..over...i will do it twice
as bad...calling me crazy...they really have no idea
about it until meeting me...

IT is ME RAJKUMARI

I am very proud of my family...mylife..and .my country
it is not i think less about any country this is my birth
place and i am proud this country has given me everthing..and
if need be i will give all my blood to my motherland
jai.hind..bharatmatha..

NAMASTEJEE INDIAN....

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THREE IS A CROWD.......

I’ve been married for ten years. My marriage is a happy one and we have a 7-year-old child.

You wander what more could I want?

I’ve been maintaining a love-affair for 2 years with someone else. At first we didn’t say a word to each other; then, we got closer; we talked for hours; we laughed. He started sharing his family problems with me and this was the way we became friends.

I changed the place I worked and two days after that we started our relationship. I’ve never thought that I will b un faithful to my husband, but I’ve also never imagined that I could have such deep feelings for some other man.

My love is for both of them! I’d never divorce and I don’t want the other person to do it. I think highly of his family. But put together, both of my men represent the perfect MAN. But it is the same when they are separated!

When I’m with the one, my thoughts are occupied with the other, and visa versa. My husband found out but he was not so upset until the moment he discovered that I had feelings for this person. Now we hide and we keep seeing each other. I’m afraid!

I can’t imagine bringing to an end my extramarital affair. Where will this lead us to and what price will I pay?

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GHOSTS..........

Staying in a second floor room, my son woke me up with his screeching and crying. I turned the lamp on and found my son curled up in the corner of the room facing the wall. I went to him and hugged him and asked him what was wrong and he was trying to say something and pointing toward the door. I turned all the lights on and calmed him down and proceeded to ask him what happened. He said that there was a boy standing at the corner by the door and he had glowing eyes. I asked him how he knew it was a boy and he said because the figure was small and there was light coming thru the bottom of the door.

Earlier, before we went to sleep, my son was fighting with his sister so he moved to the floor to sleep and later in the middle of the night something woke him up, and that is when he saw the figure standing in the corner next to the door. When I asked my son if he knew where it went, he said it came toward him but that was when he ran to the corner and started screaming for me to wake up. I moved him next to me and kept all the lights and TV on and talked to him until he fell asleep.

When the daylight started showing thru the curtains, I opened them to let the sun shine in...that's when I noticed the cementary across the road from this hotel. I will never stay there again as long as I live.

My son was about 11 years old at the time.

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I WANT TO FEEL THE ..TOUCH..PLEASE......

WHO IS INSIDE YOU??????.........

MY FRIENDS GREAT MARRIAGE.......

IT IS GOOD FOR U TO READ ME thanking u.........

GIVE ME YOUR TIME PLEASE.......

WHO IS HAVING THE LAST LAUGH?????

SELFLESS AFFECTION AND DEDICATION....

IS THIS ALL FOR A NAME R FAME..????

I WANT YOUR---- PLEASE...........

TIME TO SALUTE FOR THIS YEAR......

THREE IS A CROWD.......

GHOSTS..........

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