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Friday, 27 August 2010

Eight Lies of Mother ( A Touching and Inspiring Story that Reminds us the deep love and caring heart of our mothers.!!!)

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1.The story began when I was a child; I was born as a son of a poor family. Even for eating, we often got lack of food. Whenever the time for eating, mother often gave me her portion of rice. While she was removing her rice into my bowl, she would say “Eat this rice, son. I’m not hungry”. That was Mother’s First Lie
2.When I was getting to grow up, the persevering mother gave her spare time for fishing in a river near our house, she hoped that from the fishes she got, she could gave me a little bit nutritious food for my growth. After fishing, she would cook the fishes to be a fresh fish soup, which raised my appetite. While I was eating the soup, mother would sit beside me and eat the rest meat of fish, which was still on the bone of the fish I ate. My heart was touched when I saw it. I then used my chopstick and gave the other fish to her. But she immediately refused it and said “Eat this fish, son. I don’t really like fish.” That was Mother’s Second Lie.
3.Then, when I was in Junior High School, to fund my study, mother went to an economic enterprise to bring some used-matches boxes that would be stuck in. It gave her some money for covering our needs. As the winter came, I woke up from my sleep and looked at my mother who was still awoke, supported by a little candlelight and within her perseverance she continued the work of sticking some used-matches box. I said, “Mother, go to sleep, it’s late, tomorrow morning you still have to go for work.” Mother smiled and said “Go to sleep, dear. I’m not tired.” That was Mother’s Third Lie.
4. At the time of final term, mother asked for a leave from her work in order to accompany me. While the daytime was coming and the heat of the sun was starting to shine, the strong and persevering mother waited for me under the heat of the sun’s shine for several hours. As the bell rang, which indicated that the final exam had finished, mother immediately welcomed me and poured me a glass of tea that she had prepared before in a cold bottle. The very thick tea was not as thick as my mother’s love, which was much thicker. Seeing my mother covering with perspiration, I at once gave her my glass and asked her to drink too. Mother said “Drink, son. I’m not thirsty!”. That was Mother’s Fourth Lie.
5.After the death of my father because of illness, my poor mother had to play her role as a single parent. By held on her former job, she had to fund our needs alone. Our family’s life was more complicated. No days without sufferance. Seeing our family’s condition that was getting worse, there was a nice uncle who lived near my house came to help us, either in a big problem and a small problem.
Our other neighbors who lived next to us saw that our family’s life was so unfortunate, they often advised my mother to marry again. But mother, who was stubborn, didn’t care to their advice, she said “I don’t need love.” That was Mother’s Fifth Lie.
6.After I had finished my study and then got a job, it was the time for my old mother to retire. But she didn’t want to; she was sincere to go to the marketplace every morning, just to sell some vegetable for fulfilling her needs. I, who worked in the other city, often sent her some money to help her in fulfilling her needs, but she was stubborn for not accepting the money. She even sent the money back to me. She said “I have enough money.” That was Mother’s Sixth Lie.
7.After graduated from Bachelor Degree, I then continued my study to Master Degree. I took the degree, which was funded by a company through a scholarship program, from a famous University in America. I finally worked in the company. Within a quite high salary, I intended to take my mother to enjoy her life in America. But my lovely mother didn’t want to bother her son, she said to me “I’m not used to.”
That was Mother’s Seventh Lie.
8.After entering her old age, mother got a flank cancer and had to be hospitalized. I, who lived in miles away and across the ocean, directly went home to visit my dearest mother. She lied down in weakness on her bed after having an operation. Mother, who looked so old, was staring at me in deep yearn. She tried to spread her smile on her face; even it looked so stiff because of the disease she held out. It was clear enough to see how the disease broke my mother’s body, thus she looked so weak and thin. I stared at my mother within tears flowing on my face. My heart was hurt, so hurt, seeing my mother on that condition. But mother, with her strength, said “Don’t cry, my dear. I’m not in pain.” That was Mother’s Eight Lie.
After saying her eighth lie, my dearest mother closed her eyes forever!
Thank You god
I Love My Mom !
I am so Blessed to have such a “God’s Angel” in my life.
God Bless You Mom !




Lessons Learned

One day, the father of a very wealthy family took his son on a trip to the country with the express purpose of showing him how poor people live.
They spent a couple of days and nights on the farm of what would be considered a very poor family.
On their return from their trip, the father asked his son, “How was the trip?”
“It was great, Dad.”
“Did you see how poor people live?” the father asked.
“Oh yeah,” said the son.
“So, tell me, what did you learn from the trip?” asked the father.
The son answered: “I saw that we have one dog and they had four. We have a pool that reaches to the middle of our garden and they have a creek that has no end. We have imported lanterns in our garden and they have the stars at night. Our patio reaches to the front yard and they have the whole horizon.
“We have a small piece of land to live on and they have fields that go beyond our sight.
“We have servants who serve us, but they serve others. We buy our food, but they grow theirs.
“We have walls around our property to protect us, they have friends to protect them.”
The boy’s father was speechless.
Then his son added, “Thanks Dad for showing me how poor we are.”

100 Dollars.

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?”
SON: “Daddy, how much do you make an hour?”
DAD: “That’s none of your business. Why do you ask such a thing?”
SON: “I just want to know. Please tell me, how much do you make an hour?”
DAD: “If you must know, I make $100 an hour.”
SON: “Oh! (With his head down).
SON: “Daddy, may I please borrow $50?”
The father was furious.
DAD: “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 $ 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.
DAD: “Are you asleep, son?”
SON: “No daddy, I’m awake”.
DAD: “I’ve been thinking, maybe I was too hard on you earlier. It’s been a long day and I took out my aggravation on you. Here’s the $50 you asked for.”
The little boy sat straight up, smiling.
SON: “Oh, thank you daddy!”
Then, reaching under his pillow he pulled out some crumpled up bills. The man saw 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.
DAD: “Why do you want more money if you already have some?”
SON: “Because I didn’t have enough, but now I do.
“Daddy, I have $100 now. Can I buy an hour of your time? Please come home early tomorrow. I would like to have dinner with you.”
The father was crushed. He put his arms around his little son, and he begged for his forgiveness.
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.

Do remember to share that $100 worth of your time with someone you love?
If we die tomorrow,
the company that we are working for
could easily replace us in a matter of days.
But the family and 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.

A Heart Touching Story (Must Read)

Dear Friends,
My wife called, ‘How long will you be with that newspaper? Will you come here and make your darling daughter eat her food?’ I tossed the paper away and rushed to the scene. My only daughter Sindu looked frightened.
Tears were welling up in her eyes. In front of her was a bowl filled to its brim with Curd Rice. Sindu is a nice child, quite intelligent for her age.She has just turned eight. She particularly detested Curd Rice. My
mother and my wife are orthodox, and believe firmly in the ‘cooling effects’ of Curd Rice!
I cleared my throat, and picked up the bowl. ‘Sindu, darling,why don’t you take a few mouthful of this Curd Rice?Just for Dad’s sake, dear.
Sindu softened a bit, and wiped her tears with the back of her hands. ‘OK, Dad. I will eat – not just a few
mouthfuls, but the whole lot of this. But, you should…’ Sindu hesitated. ‘Dad, if I eat this entire curd Rice, will you give me whatever I ask for?’………..Oh sure, darling’….’Promise?’……………..
‘Promise’. I covered the pink soft hand extended by my daughter with mine, and clinch the deal.
‘Ask Mom also to give a similar promise’, my daughter insisted.
My wife put her hand on Sindu’s, muttering ‘Promise’.
Now I became a bit anxious. ‘Sindu dear, you shouldn’t insist on getting a computer or any such expensive items.Dad does not have that kind of money right now. OK?’
‘No, Dad. I do not want anything expensive’.Slowly and painfully, she finished eating the whole quantity.
I was silently angry with my wife and my mother for forcing my child eat something that she detested.
After the ordeal was through, Sindu came to me with her eyes wide with expectation.All our attention was on her………….’Dad, I want to have my head shaved off, this Sunday!’ was her demand.
‘Atrocious!’ shouted my wife, ‘A girl child having her head shaved off? Impossible!’ ‘Never in our family!’ my mother rasp. ‘She has been watching too much of television. Our culture is getting totally spoiled with these TV programs!’
Sindu darling, why don’t you ask for something else? We will be sad seeing you with a clean-shaven head.’
‘No, Dad. I do not want anything else’, Sindu said with finality.
‘Please, Sindu, why don’t you try to understand our feelings?’ I tried to plead with her.
‘Dad, you saw how difficult it was for me to eat that Curd Rice’. Sindu was in tears. ‘And you promised to grant me whatever I ask for.Now, you are going back on your words. Was it not you who told me the story of King Harishchandra,and its moral that we should honor our promises no matter what?’
It was time for me to call the shots. ‘Our promise must be kept.’
‘Are you out your mind?’ chorused my mother and wife.
‘No. If we go back on our promises, she will never learn to honor her own. Sindu, your wish will be fulfilled.’
With her head clean-shaven, Sindu had a round-face, and her eyes looked big and beautiful.
On Monday morning, I dropped her at her school. It was a sight to watch my hairless Sindu walking towards her classroom.She turned around and waved. I waved back with a smile.
Just then, a boy alighted from a car, and shouted, ‘Sinduja, please wait for me!’
What struck me was the hairless head of that boy. ‘May be, that is the in-stuff’, I thought.
‘Sir, your daughter Sinduja is great indeed!’ Without introducing herself, a lady got out of the car, and continued,’ That boy who is walking along with your daughter is my son Harish.He is suffering from… … leukemia.’ She paused to muffle her sobs. Harish could not attend the school for the whole of the last month.He lost all his hair due to the side effects of the chemotherapy. He refused to come back to school fearing the unintentional but cruel teasing of the schoolmates’Sinduja visited him last week, and promised him that she will take care of the teasing issue.
But, I never imagined she would sacrifice her lovely hair for the sake of my son!
Sir, you and your wife are blessed to have such a noble soul as your daughter.’
I stood transfix. And then, I wept. ‘My little Angel, you are teaching me how self-less real love is!’
*The happiest people on this planet are not those who live on their own terms but are those who change their terms for the ones whom they love..*

Blind Son

The train has started moving. It is packed with people of all ages, mostly  with the working men and women and young college guys and gals. Near the  window, seated an old man with his 30 year old son. As the train moves by,  the son is overwhelmed with joy as he was thrilled with the scenary  outside..    "See dad, the scenary of green trees moving away is very beautiful"    This behaviour from a thirty year old son made the other people feel  strange about him. Every one started murmuring something or other about  this son."This guy seems to be a krack." newly married Anup whispered to  his wife.    Suddenly it started raining... Rain drops fell on the travellers through  the opened window. The Thirty year old son , filled with joy " see dad,  how beautiful the rain is .."    Anup's wife got irritated with the rain drops spoiling her new suit. Anup:  "cant you see its raining, you old man, if ur son is not feeling well  get him soon to a mental asylum..and dont disturb public henceforth"    The old man hesitated first and then in a low tone replied " we are on the  way back from hospital, my son got discharged today morning , he was a  blind by birth, last week only he got his vision, these rain and nature  are new to his eyes.. Please forgive us for the inconvenience caused..."    The things we see may be right from our prespective until we know the  truth. Bt when we know the truth our reaction to that will hurt even us.  So try to understand the problem better before taking a harsh action..

A Doll

On the last day before Christmas, I hurried to go to
The supermarket to buy the remaining of the gift I didn't
Manage to buy earlier.

When I saw all the people there, I started to

Complain to myself," It is going to take forever here and I still have so
Many other places to go.

Christmas really is getting more and more annoying

Every year. How I wish I could just lie down, go to sleep and only wake
Up after it..."

Nonetheless, I made my way to the toy section, and
There I started to curse the prices, wondering if after all kids really
Play with such expensive toys.


While looking in the toy section, I noticed a small
Boy of about 5 years old, pressing a doll against his chest.
He kept on touching the hair of the doll and looked
So sad. I wondered who was this doll for.

Then the little boy
Turned to the old woman next to him, " Granny, are you sure I don't have
Enough money?"


The old lady replied, " You know that you don't have
Enough money to buy this doll, my dear."
Then she asked him to stay here for 5 minutes while
She went to look around. She left quickly.


The little boy was still holding the doll in his hand.


Finally, I started to walk toward him and I asked him
Who did he want to give this doll to.
" It is the doll that my sister loved most and wanted
So much for this Christmas. She was so sure that Santa Claus would
Bring it to her."


I replied to him that maybe Santa Claus will bring it
To her, after all, and not to worry.


But he replied to me sadly. " No, Santa Claus can not
Bring it to her where she is now. I have to give the doll to my
Mother so that she can give it to her when she goes there." His eyes
Were so sad while saying this. " My sister has gone to be with God. Daddy says
That Mummy will also go to see God very soon, so I thought that she
Could bring 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 mummy not to go yet. I asked him
To wait until I come back from the supermarket. "


Then he showed me a very nice photo of him where he
Was laughing. He then told me, " I also want mummy to take this photo
With her so that she will not forget me." I love my mummy 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 took a few notes
And said to the boy, "What if we checked again, just in case if you
Have enough money?"

" Ok," he said. " I hope that I have enough."


I added some of my money to his without 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 yesterday
Before I slept for God to make sure I have enough money to buy this doll
So that mummy can give it to my sister. He heard me." " I also
Wanted to have enough money to buy a white rose for my mummy, but I didn't
Dare to ask God too much. But He gave me enough to buy the doll and
The white rose."


" You know, my mummy loves white rose."
A few minutes later, the old lady came again and I
Left with my trolley. 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 newspaper article 2 days
Ago, which mentioned of a drunk man in a truck who hit a car
Where there was one young lady 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-assisting machine,
Because the young lady would not be able to get out of the coma.
Was this the family of the little boy?


Two days after this encounter with the little boy, I
Read in the newspaper that the young lady had passed away.
I couldn't stop myself and went to buy a bunch of
White roses and I went to the mortuary where the body of the young
Woman was exposed for people to see and make last wish before 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 crying, feeling that my life had
Been changed forever. The love that this little boy had for his
Mother and his sister is still , to that day, hard to imagine. And in
A fraction of a second, a drunk man had taken all this away from him

Love You My Friend



Last night you and your best friend had a fight.

You decide not to talk to her the next day.

She smiles at you.

You grind your teeth at her.

She tells her friends nice things about you.

You spread bad rumors about her.

She tries to come and talk to you.

But you push her aside.

She thinks you are a great friend.

You think she is a terrible friend.

She writes nice notes to you, telling you about the best times you shared
together. You write about all the bad times you can remember experiencing
together.

Deep down you know she's sorry.

But all you have is hate.

The next day you find a note. It reads:

Dear ------------ -,

I tried to tell you yesterday, but you didn't let me speak,

I tried to tell you good things,but you were afraid to hear them.

I tried to smile at you, to take away the hate.

But now it's time to tell you, even though it's a bit late. That i am
dying.

I have a bad condition and it is getting worse. I'm sorry to
have to tell you that i won't be able to see you today. I wrote
this to you today in the hospital.

My time is up.

I'm sorry i should have told you sooner.

I'm really sorry about our argument,you are such a great friend.
I promise i shall watch over you,

Lots of love

------------ -

You run to the hospital to tell her you are sorry,

But only her mum is left.

Her hand clasped over her face.

And she was crying. Down on her knees she prays, for her daughter to come
back.

You are too late.

You wish you told her sorry sooner and got to say goodbye.

All friends have their ups and downs, and sometimes you need to say
sorry... Don't wait for the other person to do it first.

Because you never know what could happen.

A Few Heart Touching Stories

A Few Heart Touching Stories
A girl and guy were speeding over 100 mph on a motorcycle)
Girl: Slow down. I’m scared.
Guy: No this is fun.
Girl: No its not. Please, it’s too scary!
Guy: Then tell me you love me.
Girl: Fine, I love you. Slow down!
Guy: Now give me a BIG hug. (Girl hugs him)
Guy: Can u take my helmet off and put it on? It’s bugging me.
In the Newspaper the next day: ‘A motorcycle crashed into a building because of break failure.
Two people were on the motorcycle, but only one survived.’
The truth was that halfway down the road, the guy realized that his breaks were not working
but he didn’t want to let the girl know. Instead, he had her say she loved him, felt
her hug one last time, then had her wear his helmet so she would live even though it
meant he would die.
One night a guy and girl were driving home from the movies. The boy sensed there was
something wrong because of the painful silence they shared between them that night. The girl
then asked the boy to pull over because she wanted to talk. She told him that her feelings had
changed and that it was time to move on.
A silent tear slid down his cheek as he slowly reached into his pocket and passed her a folded
note. At that moment, a drunk driver was speeding down that very same street. He swerved right
into the drivers seat, killing the boy.
Miraculously, the girl survived. Remembering the note, she pulled it out and read it.
” Without your love, I would die.”
From the very beginning, the girl’s family objected strongly on her dating this guy. Saying that it has got to do with family background & that the girl will have to suffer for the rest of her life if she were to be with him.
Due to family’s pressure, the couple quarrelled often. Though the girl love the guy deeply, but she
always asked him: “How deep is your love for me?”
The Guy for his masters was going overseas & before leaving he proposed to the girl: “I’m not very good with words. But all I know is that I love you. If you allow me, I will take care of you for the rest of my life. As for your family, I’ll try my best to talk them round. Will you marry me?”
The girl agreed, & with the guy’s determination, the family finally gave in & agreed to let them get
married. So before he left, they got engaged.
The girl went out to the working society, whereas the guy was overseas, doing his masters. One day, while the girl was on her way to work, she was knocked down by a car & lost her voice……
She did not wish to let the guy know & not wanting to be a burden to him, she wrote a letter to him saying that she has a new man in her life & sent the engagement ring back to him & even forced her parents to move to another city so that the Guy could not locate her.
A few years passed & her best friend who only knew where she had moved came with an
envelope one day, containing an invitation card for this guy’s wedding. The girl was shattered but
When she opened the letter, she saw her name in it instead.

Life Is Precious. Handle It With Care

Sanjay, a rich guy, loved fast cars and he did have a few in his possession.

He loved to speed and could not be bothered about breaking speed limits. Many a times he was caught by the cops and speed radars, fined, but still he never bothered until.

One day as he was driving at a very high speed as usual, he saw a cop following him. The cop overtook him finally and asked him to stop and checked his license. He then took out his pad and started Writing, and then handed over the sheet of paper to Sanjay.

How much was this one going to cost?!!!

Wait a minute.

What was this????

Some kind of joke? Certainly not a ticket.

Sanjay began to read:

"Dear Sanjay,
Once upon a time I had a lovely daughter. She was six when killed by a car.
You guessed it - a speeding driver's car.
A fine and three months in jail, and the man was free. Free to hug his three daughters.

I only had one, and I'm going to have to wait until Heaven,before I can ever hug her again.
A thousand times I've tried to forgive that man. A thousand times I thought I had. Maybe I did, but I need to do it again. Even now. Pray for me.And be careful, Sanjay, my son is all I have left."

Sanjay turned around in time to see the cop's car pull away and head down the road.

He watched until it disappeared. A full 15 minutes later, he too, pulled away and drove slowly home, praying for forgiveness and surprised to see his wife and kids when he arrived.

Life is precious. Handle it with care.
 
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