Friendship :)

Before some day i got this nice forward 😉

Friendship is not about “I m sorry “  its about “abbe   teri  galti hai “

Friendship is not about “I m there for u” or “I missed u  “   it’s about
“kahan marr gaya saale  “

Friendship is not about “I understand “  its about
“sab teri wajah se hua manhus“

Friendship is not about “I care for u  “  its about
“kamino tumhe chhod ke kahan jaunga “

Friendship is not about “I m happy for ur success
“its about “chal party de saale“

Friendship is not about “I love that girl“  its about
“saalo izzat se dekho tumhari bhabhi hain “

Friendship is not about “R u coming for outing tomorrow “ its about “ nautanki nahi, hum kal bahar ja rahe hai “

Friendship is not about “Get well soon “ its about “ Itna piyega toh yehi hoga“

Friendship is not about “All the best for ur career“ its about “ bahut hua, abhi toh switch mar saale“

A struggle for attention

A young and successful executive was traveling down a neighborhood street, going a bit too fast in his new Jaguar. He was watching for kids darting out from between parked cars and slowed down when he thought he saw something. As his car passed, no children appeared. Instead, a brick smashed into the Jag’s side door!

He slammed on the brakes and backed the Jag back to the spot where the brick had been thrown. The angry driver then jumped out of the car, grabbed the nearest kid and pushed him up against a parked car shouting, “what was that all about and who are you? Just what the heck are you doing? That’s a new car and that brick you threw is going to cost a lot of money. Why did you do it?” The young boy was apologetic.

“Please, mister…please, I’m sorry but I didn’t know what else to do,” He pleaded. “I threw the brick because no one else would stop…” With tears dripping down his face and off his chin, the youth pointed to a spot just around a parked car. “It’s my brother”, he said. “He rolled off the curb and fell out of his wheelchair and I can’t lift him up.”

Now sobbing, the boy asked the stunned executive, “would you please help me get him back into his wheelchair? He’s hurt and he’s too heavy for me.”

Moved beyond words, the driver tried to swallow the rapidly swelling lump in his throat. He hurriedly lifted the handicapped boy back into the wheelchair, then took out a linen handkerchief and dabbed at the fresh scrapes and cuts. A quick look told him everything was going to be okay. “Thank you and may God bless you”, the grateful child told the stranger.

Too shook up for words, the man simply watched the boy push his wheelchair-bound brother down the sidewalk toward their home. It was a long, slow walk back to the Jaguar.

The damage was very noticeable, but the driver never bothered to repair the dented side door. He kept the dent there to remind him of this message: “Don’t go through life so fast that someone has to throw a brick at you to get your attention!”


God whispers in our souls and speaks to our hearts. Sometimes when we don’t have time to listen, He has to throw a brick at us. It’s our choice to listen or not.

A nice add

Sign

A really nice sign 😉

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.

Be honest in relationship…

A Small Story…

A boy and a girl were playing together. The boy had a collection of
marbles. The girl had some sweets with her. The boy told the girl that
he will give her all his marbles in exchange for her sweets. The girl
agreed.

The boy kept the biggest and the most beautiful marble aside and gave
the rest to the girl. The girl gave him all her sweets as she had
promised.

That night, the girl slept peacefully. But the boy couldn’t sleep as he
kept wondering if the girl had hidden some sweets from him the way he
had hidden his best marble.

Moral of the story: If you don’t give your hundred percent in a
relationship, you’ll always keep doubting if the other person has given
his/her hundred percent.. This is applicable for any relationship like
love, employer-employee relationship etc., Give your hundred percent to
everything you do and sleep peacefully.