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Selfless Real Love...
<em>A Very touching Story! </em>
How selfless real love is!!!
<em>My wife called, 'How long will you be with Al-Rai newspaper? Will you come here and make your darling
daughter eat her food?
I tossed the paper away and rushed to the scene. My daughter, Shereen looked frightened; tears were welling up
in her eyes. In front of her was a bowl filled to its brim with rice. Shereen is a nice child, quite intelligent for
her age. Shereen, darling, why don't you take a few mouthful of this rice? Just for Dad's sake, dear'.
Shereen 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....'
Shereen hesitated. 'Dad, if I eat this entire curd Rice, will you give me whatever I ask for?'
'Promise'. I covered the pink soft hand extended by my daughter with mine, and clinched the deal. Now I became a
bit anxious. 'Shereen, 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 for forcing my child to eat something that she detested.
After the ordeal was through, Shereen 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!' 'Shereen, darling, why don't you
ask for something else? We will be sad seeing you with a clean-shaven head.'
Please, Shereen 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 Rice'. Shereen was in tears. 'And you promised to grant me whatever I ask for. Now, you are going back on your words.
It was time for me to call the shots. 'Our promise must be kept.'
'Are you out of your mind?' chorused wife.
'No. If we go back on our promises, she will never learn to honor her own. Shereen, your wish will be fulfilled.'
With her head clean-shaven, Shereen 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 Shereen walking towards her
classroom. She turned around and waved. I waved back with a smile. Just then, a girl alighted from a car, and shouted,
'Shereen, please wait for me!' What struck me was the hairless head of that girl 'May be, that is the in-stuff',
I thought.
Sir, your daughter Shereen is great indeed!' Without introducing herself, a lady got out of the car, and continued, 'that girl who is walking along with your daughter is my only daughter Sylvie. She is suffering from..leukemia'. She paused to muffle her sobs. 'Sylvie could not attend the school for the whole of the last month. She lost all her hair due to the side effects of
the chemotherapy. She refused to come back to school fearing the unintentional but cruel teasing of the schoolmates. Shereen visited her last week, and promised her that she will take care of the teasing issue. But, I never imagined she would sacrifice her lovely hair for the sake of my daughter! Sir, you and your wife are blessed to have such a noble soul as your daughter.'
I stood transfixed and then, I wept.. 'My little Angel, you are teaching me how selfless 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 !!
</em>
How selfless real love is!!!
<em>My wife called, 'How long will you be with Al-Rai newspaper? Will you come here and make your darling
daughter eat her food?
I tossed the paper away and rushed to the scene. My daughter, Shereen looked frightened; tears were welling up
in her eyes. In front of her was a bowl filled to its brim with rice. Shereen is a nice child, quite intelligent for
her age. Shereen, darling, why don't you take a few mouthful of this rice? Just for Dad's sake, dear'.
Shereen 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....'
Shereen hesitated. 'Dad, if I eat this entire curd Rice, will you give me whatever I ask for?'
'Promise'. I covered the pink soft hand extended by my daughter with mine, and clinched the deal. Now I became a
bit anxious. 'Shereen, 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 for forcing my child to eat something that she detested.
After the ordeal was through, Shereen 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!' 'Shereen, darling, why don't you
ask for something else? We will be sad seeing you with a clean-shaven head.'
Please, Shereen 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 Rice'. Shereen was in tears. 'And you promised to grant me whatever I ask for. Now, you are going back on your words.
It was time for me to call the shots. 'Our promise must be kept.'
'Are you out of your mind?' chorused wife.
'No. If we go back on our promises, she will never learn to honor her own. Shereen, your wish will be fulfilled.'
With her head clean-shaven, Shereen 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 Shereen walking towards her
classroom. She turned around and waved. I waved back with a smile. Just then, a girl alighted from a car, and shouted,
'Shereen, please wait for me!' What struck me was the hairless head of that girl 'May be, that is the in-stuff',
I thought.
Sir, your daughter Shereen is great indeed!' Without introducing herself, a lady got out of the car, and continued, 'that girl who is walking along with your daughter is my only daughter Sylvie. She is suffering from..leukemia'. She paused to muffle her sobs. 'Sylvie could not attend the school for the whole of the last month. She lost all her hair due to the side effects of
the chemotherapy. She refused to come back to school fearing the unintentional but cruel teasing of the schoolmates. Shereen visited her last week, and promised her that she will take care of the teasing issue. But, I never imagined she would sacrifice her lovely hair for the sake of my daughter! Sir, you and your wife are blessed to have such a noble soul as your daughter.'
I stood transfixed and then, I wept.. 'My little Angel, you are teaching me how selfless 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 !!
</em>
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A Piece of My Heart...!!!
<em>One day a young man was standing in the middle of the town proclaiming that he had the most beautiful heart in the whole valley. A large crowd gathered and they all admired his heart for it was perfect. There was not a mark or a flaw in it. Yes, they all agreed it truly was the most beautiful heart they had ever seen. The young man was very proud and boasted more loudly about his beautiful heart. Suddenly, an old man appeared at the front of the crowd and said "Why, your heart is not nearly as beautiful as mine."
The crowd and the young man looked at the old man's heart. It was beating strongly, but it was full of scars. It had places where pieces had been removed and other pieces put in, but they didn't fit quite right and there were several jagged edges. In fact, in some places there were deep gouges where whole pieces were missing.
The people stared -- how can he say his heart is more beautiful, they thought? The young man looked at the old
man's heart and saw its state and laughed. "You must be joking," he said. "Compare your heart with mine. Mine is perfect and yours is a mess of scars and tears."
"Yes," said the old man, "yours is perfect looking but I would never trade with you. You see, every scar represents a person to whom I have given my love - I tear out a piece of my heart and give it to them, and often they give me a piece of their heart which fits into the empty place in my heart, but because the pieces aren't exact, I have some rough edges, which I cherish, because they remind me of the love we shared."
"Sometimes I have given pieces of my heart away, and the other person hasn't returned a piece of his heart to me.These are the empty gouges -- giving love, is taking a chance. Although these gouges are painful, they stay open, reminding me of the love I have for these people too, and I hope someday they may return and fill the space I have waiting. So now do you see what true beauty is?"
The young man stood silently with tears running down his cheeks. He walked up to the old man, reached into his perfect young and beautiful heart and ripped a piece out.
He offered it to the old man with trembling hands. The old man took his offering, placed it in his heart and then took a piece from his old scarred heart and placed it in the wound in the young man's heart. It fit, but not perfectly,as there were some jagged edges. The young man looked at his heart, not perfect anymore but more beautiful than ever, since love from the old man's heart flowed into his.
Plz remember this one:</em>
<em>Love is like a mountain,
hard to climb,
but once you get to the top
the view is beautiful.</em>
- Daniel Monroe Tuttle -
The crowd and the young man looked at the old man's heart. It was beating strongly, but it was full of scars. It had places where pieces had been removed and other pieces put in, but they didn't fit quite right and there were several jagged edges. In fact, in some places there were deep gouges where whole pieces were missing.
The people stared -- how can he say his heart is more beautiful, they thought? The young man looked at the old
man's heart and saw its state and laughed. "You must be joking," he said. "Compare your heart with mine. Mine is perfect and yours is a mess of scars and tears."
"Yes," said the old man, "yours is perfect looking but I would never trade with you. You see, every scar represents a person to whom I have given my love - I tear out a piece of my heart and give it to them, and often they give me a piece of their heart which fits into the empty place in my heart, but because the pieces aren't exact, I have some rough edges, which I cherish, because they remind me of the love we shared."
"Sometimes I have given pieces of my heart away, and the other person hasn't returned a piece of his heart to me.These are the empty gouges -- giving love, is taking a chance. Although these gouges are painful, they stay open, reminding me of the love I have for these people too, and I hope someday they may return and fill the space I have waiting. So now do you see what true beauty is?"
The young man stood silently with tears running down his cheeks. He walked up to the old man, reached into his perfect young and beautiful heart and ripped a piece out.
He offered it to the old man with trembling hands. The old man took his offering, placed it in his heart and then took a piece from his old scarred heart and placed it in the wound in the young man's heart. It fit, but not perfectly,as there were some jagged edges. The young man looked at his heart, not perfect anymore but more beautiful than ever, since love from the old man's heart flowed into his.
Plz remember this one:</em>
<em>Love is like a mountain,
hard to climb,
but once you get to the top
the view is beautiful.</em>
- Daniel Monroe Tuttle -
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Mohammad the Prophet of Islam...
<a href="http://www.metacafe.com/watch/1858766/amazing_video_must_see/">www.metacafe.com/watch/1858766/amazing_video_must_see/</a>
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Viorontina's birthday...
<em>Today is Viorontina's birthday ...she is my best friend here,plz send ur wishes for her...and say for her "happy birthday in ur language".</em>
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Something Interesting that I read and thought of Sharing!
* PUT THE GLASS DOWN *
* A professor began his class by holding up a glass with some water in it. *
* He held it up for all to see; asked the students, 'How much do you think this glass weighs ?' *
* '50gms!' .... '100gms!' ......'125gms' ......the students answered.*
* 'I really don't know unless I weigh it,' said the professor,But,My question is: 'What would happen if I held it up like this for a few minutes?' *
* 'Nothing' the students said. *
* 'Ok, what would happen if I held it up like this for an hour?' the professor asked. *
* 'Your arm would begin to ache' said one of the students.*
* 'You're right, now what would happen if I held it for a day?' *
* 'Your arm could go numb, you might have severe muscle stress; paralysis; *
* Have to go to hospital for sure! ventured another student; all the students laughed. *
* 'Very good. But during all this, did the weight of the glass change?' The professor asked. *
* 'No' the students said. *
* Then what caused the arm ache & the muscle stress?' *
* The students were puzzled. *
* 'Put the glass down!' said one of the students. *
* 'Exactly!' said the professor. Life's problems are something like this. *
* Hold it for a few minutes in your head; they seem OK. *
* Think of them for a long time & they begin to ache. Hold it even longer & they begin to paralyze you. You will not be able to do anything. *
* It's important to think of the challenges (problems) in your life, but *
* EVEN MORE IMPORTANT to 'put them down' at the end of every day before you go to sleep. *
* That way, you are not stressed, you wake up every day fresh & strong & can handle any issue, any challenge that comes your way!' *
* Remember to PUT THE GLASS DOWN TODAY ! *
* A professor began his class by holding up a glass with some water in it. *
* He held it up for all to see; asked the students, 'How much do you think this glass weighs ?' *
* '50gms!' .... '100gms!' ......'125gms' ......the students answered.*
* 'I really don't know unless I weigh it,' said the professor,But,My question is: 'What would happen if I held it up like this for a few minutes?' *
* 'Nothing' the students said. *
* 'Ok, what would happen if I held it up like this for an hour?' the professor asked. *
* 'Your arm would begin to ache' said one of the students.*
* 'You're right, now what would happen if I held it for a day?' *
* 'Your arm could go numb, you might have severe muscle stress; paralysis; *
* Have to go to hospital for sure! ventured another student; all the students laughed. *
* 'Very good. But during all this, did the weight of the glass change?' The professor asked. *
* 'No' the students said. *
* Then what caused the arm ache & the muscle stress?' *
* The students were puzzled. *
* 'Put the glass down!' said one of the students. *
* 'Exactly!' said the professor. Life's problems are something like this. *
* Hold it for a few minutes in your head; they seem OK. *
* Think of them for a long time & they begin to ache. Hold it even longer & they begin to paralyze you. You will not be able to do anything. *
* It's important to think of the challenges (problems) in your life, but *
* EVEN MORE IMPORTANT to 'put them down' at the end of every day before you go to sleep. *
* That way, you are not stressed, you wake up every day fresh & strong & can handle any issue, any challenge that comes your way!' *
* Remember to PUT THE GLASS DOWN TODAY ! *
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RAMADAN KARIM
<em>When the month of ramadan starts, the gates of the heaven are opened and the gates of hell are closed and the devils are chained.
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Life without WOMEN!!!
can u imagine a life without women..<img src="/FCKeditor/editor/images/smiley/msn/wink_smile.gif" alt="" />????
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i know that he is cheating me...
i know that he is cheating me...but i have no proof..what i can do?
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What do you want in Life?
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Do you expect a miracle to happen in ur life?
"There are only two ways to live your life. One is as though nothing is a miracle. The other is as though everything is a miracle." --A. Einstein
in witch way u live ur life?,if u have ur special belief share it with us...
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