STOP FEMALE FOETICIDE: Diary of an unborn baby

my friend sent me this forward, really an eye opener:

DIARY OF AN UNBORN BABY

1 MAY: Today my mum and my paa showed how much they love each other. They slept together and my life began.

15 MAY: My blood circulation system is beginning now. My body is grown now..

19 MAY: My mouth began to develop.

21 MAY: Heart began to beat.

22 May: For some reason my mom is beginning to worry becoz m inside her.

28 MAY: My hands and feet began to grow.

8 June: little fingers are now appearing at the end of my hands.

15 June: My mom felt that I am moving inside her. M happy…

20 June: Now I know m going to be a little girl.

24 June: organs inside me r began to grow.

6 JULY: Now hair is starting to grow on top of my head and eyes.

8 July: Now my eyes are ready for use but both are still shut.

19 July: Heart is really beating now. M growing….

20 July: oops!!!My mother killed me.AM no more alive, Thrond in dustbin..

IF IT HAPPENED TO YOU..YOU WUDNT BE READING THIS…AIN’T YOU LUCKY……….

STOP FEMALE FOETICIDE!!!

Valentine day special: when your lover gets married

On the occasion of valentine day i got this nice forwarded mail, its really nice.

when your lover gets married

  • first you cry a lot, and then you start enjoying life.
  • initially, you feel jealous of her spouse. Later, you feel compassionate.
  • you feel like ending your life, some of us try it. Those who succeed at the attempt, leave others in sorrow; those who dont, get good wives.
  • she asks you to continue to be her friend, and you feel it to be an offer of demotion.
  • when she gives you the marriage card, you almost feel like getting slapped.
  • you manage to find several reasons for not attending her marriage. Strangely, nobody asks for them.
  • when you meet her after the marriage, howsoever moody, comic, tragic, serious, mawali, heroic, charming, notorious you are, you behave like a perfect gentleman.
  • when you meet her children, you are watchful whether the children call you Chacha (paternal uncle) or Mama (maternal uncle).
  • when you see her name on your mobile display, your mind goes through a complete era before picking up the call.
  • when you receive an email from her, you look for all the reasons for not replying.
  • suddenly Dijkstras shortest path algorithm stops outputting a path that goes via her hostel/house.
  • the frequency of your friends asking you to go for a movie/picnic/trek suddenly increases and that of you agreeing suddenly reduces.
  • when you both are attending the same function, you make sure you are at the farthest point from where she is.
  • you try several times to delete the folder of her emails and fail miserably every time. You succeed, when your marriage gets decided.
  • you dont want to get drunk in front of your wife, because you are unsure what you would speak.
  • if your wife does not know her, you make all the attempts for them not to get introduced to each other.
  • you start sympathizing with the movie actor, howsoever stupid he might be, who does not get the heroine in a love triangle.
  • despite hard attempts, you cannot forget her mobile number.
  • if you have to pay for her coffee, she does not make any attempt to pay you back.
  • your favorite singer changes from Mohammad Rafi to Kishore Kumar or from Kishore Kumar to Mukesh.
  • you try for an hour to compose a mail on her birthday and cannot decide whether to start with Dear. You end up not mailing her.
  • despite what happens, you never hate her.

Its true in Indian context. I dont know about other places. Let me know(through comments) if something like this happened with you or share your experience.

GOGola: Google Gola… ;)

;)
I got nice forwards showing above picture. I dont know the person who has taken above pic. But, its really cool.
According to mail this gola is near Hinjewadi, Pune.

A Passbook for Couples

Soniya married Hitesh this day. At the end of the wedding party, Soniya’s mother gave her a newly opened bank saving passbook with Rs.1000 deposit amount.

Mother: ‘Soniya, take this passbook. Keep it as a record of your marriage life. When there’s something happy and memorable happened in your new life, put some money in. Write down what it’s about next to the line. The more memorable the event is, the more money you can put in. I’ve done the first one for you today. Do the others with Hitesh. When you look back after years, you can know how much happiness you’ve had.’

Soniya shared this with Hitesh when getting home. They both thought it was a great idea and were anxious to know when the second deposit can be made.

This was what they did after certain time:

– 7 Feb: Rs.100, first birthday celebration for Hitesh after marriage

– 1 Mar: Rs.300, salary raise for Soniya

– 20 Mar: Rs.200, vacation trip to Bali

– 15 Apr: Rs.2000, they got baby

– 1 Jun: Rs.1000, Hitesh got promoted

…. and so on…

However, after years, they started fighting and arguing for trivial things. They didn’t talk much. They regretted that they had married the most nasty people in the world…. no more love…Kind of typical nowadays, huh?

One day Soniya talked to her Mother:

‘Mom, we can’t stand it anymore. We agree to divorce. I can’t imagine how I decided to marry this guy!!!’

Mother: ‘Sure, girl, that’s no big deal. Just do whatever you want if you really can’t stand it. But before that, do one thing first. Remember the saving passbook I gave you on your wedding day? Take out all money and spend it first. You shouldn’t keep any record of such a poor marriage.’

Soniya thought it was true. So she went to the bank, waiting at the queue and planning to cancel the account.

While she was waiting, she took a look at the passbook record. She looked, and looked, and looked. Then the memory of all the previous joy and happiness just came up her mind. Her eyes were then filled with tears. She left and went home.

When she was home, she handed the passbook to Hitesh, asked him to spend the money before getting divorce.

The next day, Hitesh gave the passbook back to Soniya. She found a new deposit of Rs.5000. And a line next to the record: ‘This is the day I notice how much I’ve loved you thru out all these years. How much happiness you’ve brought me.’

They hugged and cried, putting the passbook back to the safe.

Do you know how much money they had saved when they retired? I did not ask. I believe the money did not matter anymore after they had gone thru all the good years in their life.

“When you fall, in any way, don’t see the place where you fell, Instead see the place from where you slipped.”

“Life is about correcting the mistakes.”

Interesting Story: Care for your near and dear

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 it is?’ 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.’

SON: ‘Oh,’ the little boy replied, with his head down.

SON: ‘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 don’t work hard everyday for such childish frivolities.’

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 Rs50 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 Rs50 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 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.

‘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.’

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 Rs.50 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 hours. But the family & friends we leave behind will feel the loss for the rest of their lives.

A Cool creative idea: nice website

One of my friend send this link, its really shows the creativity. Good work done by some cool programmer.

Take a look at HEMA’s product page. HEMA is a Dutch department store. You can’t order anything (it’s in Dutch, anyway) but just wait a couple of seconds and watch what happens. Don’t click on any of the item pictures, just wait and see what happens.

This company has a sense of humor and a great computer programmer, 🙂


http://producten.hema.nl/

really cooooooooooooool site.

Dedicated to all Mom’s and their children!!

I got this story through forward mail, Spend some time to read this! Really touching!

I was walking around in a Big Bazar 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 dolll, 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. Iwanted 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 newspaper 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 youngwoman 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.

PLEASE DO NOT DRINK & DRIVE.