One day I decided to quit...
To quit my job, my relationship, my spirituality. ...
I went to the woods to have one last talk with God.
"God", I said. "Can you give me one good reason not to quit?"
His answer surprised me...
"Look around", He said. "Do you see the fern and the bamboo?"
"Yes", I replied.
When I planted the fern and the bamboo seeds, I took very good care of them.
I gave them light. I gave them water.
The fern quickly grew from the earth.
Its brilliant green covered the floor.
Yet nothing came from the bamboo seed.
But I did not quit on the bamboo.
In the second year the Fern grew more vibrant and plentiful.
And again, nothing came from the bamboo seed.
But I did not quit on the bamboo. He said.
"In the third year, there was still nothing from the bamboo seed. But I would not quit. In the fourth year, again, there was nothing from the bamboo seed. "I would not quit." He said. "Then in the fifth year a tiny sprout emerged from the earth.
Compared to the fern it was seemingly small and insignificant. ... But just 6 months later the bamboo rose to over 100 feet tall.
It had spent the five years growing roots.
Those roots made it strong and gave it what it needed to survive. I would not give any of my creations a challenge it could not handle."
He said to me. "Did you know, my child, that all this time you have been struggling, you have actually been growing roots."
"I would not quit on the bamboo. I will never quit on you. " Don't compare yourself to others .." He said. " The bamboo had a different purpose than the fern ... Yet, they both make the forest beautiful."
Your time will come, " God said to me. " You will rise high! "
How high should I rise?" I asked .
How high will the bamboo rise?" He asked in return.
"As high as it can? " I questioned.
" Yes. " He said, "Give me glory by rising as high as you can. "
I left the forest and bring back this story. I hope these words can help you see that God will never give up on you.
He will never give up on you. So you Never give up on yourself
Wednesday, March 17, 2010
Monday, March 8, 2010
My Name Is Kalai!!
En per padum paadu!!!
My full name is Kalaivani, but I call myself Kalai working in US. This is not for
scene, ....like how Madhavan does in Anbe Sivam (Anbarasu --> Ars).it
has a looooong and pathetic history...
I started hearing different versions of my name after coming to this
country, and the painful fact is all the possible permutations and
combinations of vowels in my name give meaningful words in tamil!!!
When I first joined the university, my professor wrote to me..
Dear KALAvani (meaning: thief; context: kalavani paya..)
.... ... ...
Sari adhuvachum typo nu free ya vittudalam..
Then after a year, I joined a company for internship.those people called
me before I joined, to inform me about some test which I had to take..
"Hello is this Ms. Kizhavaani?" (meaning: old; context : kizha
bolt..etc.)
"No..this is KALAIvaani"
"Ohh..am sorry KALAvaani" (Marupadiyum. ..)
Then I decided.periya pera irukkinala thane ivlo confusion?!! So, I
started calling myself 'Kalai'... but the story continued..
I joined my full-time position in another company recently. On my first
day, we had a meeting..
"Let's all welcome our new associate.Ms. Kulai" (meaning: bunch;
context: kulai kulaiyai vazhaipazham kaaithadhu)
CLAP! CLAP! CLAP! CLAP! Followed by smiles.
(Dei.ennangada. .. ellarum serndhu comedy panreengala? ??)
Anniku arambichadhu. ..
Once my boss and I were talking about a project... after finishing the
meeting...
"Ok, Kali. Nice to have you here!" (meaning: last yuga; context: kali
muthi pochu.)
"That's KALAI" (Enakku idhu thevaya?!)
"Ohh kAALi?" (meaning: goddess; context: badrakaali.. )
"Hee hee .very close" (Podaannnggg. ..!!)
So, I stopped correcting my name after that..!
One fine morning, I was working.
"Hey kiLai (meaning: branch; context: marakiLai) .howz it going?"
"Yea good" (Sollitu thirumbitten. Nammaluku edhuku indha per thiruthura
business nu...)
"Is that how you say your name?"
(Aaahaa arambichutanya. ..!!!)
"Uhhh. It's KALAI"
"Kolaai?" (meaning:pump; context: kozhai adi sandai.)
(Venaaammm.. .)
"Kolai?" (meaning: murder; context: kolai panniduven.. )
(Venaam!)
"kaLai?" (meaning: weed; context: kaLai pudunguradhu.)
(Valikkudhu. .. azhudhuduven. ..)
"May be I'll get your name with practice. Haha."
(Idhellam remba over da dei... Tamil la paatha rende rendu ezhuthu thaan
da!!!)
Ennada, Chandramukhi la thalaivar 'durga' perai nakkaladikkira
maathiri... namma per ayiduche nu nenaikkum podhu... my friend came up
with a brilliant idea!
Adhavadhu... to compare my name with a word.so I started using this word
'kaleidoscope' ; which has the same pronunciation as 'kalai'!
So, I started telling everyone. 'Kalai as in kaleidoscope' !. Ippo kooda
romba ellam ozhunga solradhulla. They are saying 'kalaai'
(kalaaikiradhu)..
"Hey Kalaai!!"
"Yea?"
"Just trying to say your name. Ha ha ha"
"Ohhh ..how sweet!" (thooo thEri..)
Yedho vaandhi edukkira effect la per irundhalum.. . my life was in
peace... until few days back...
My net connection was down, so I called up the customer service (En
kiragam. Madras call center ku pochu!)
Enakku andha vishayame theriyala. So I started in complete American
accent...
"Your name ma'am?"
"Kalaai"
"What? Can you repeat ma'am?"
" Kalaai as in kaleidoscope"
"I didn't get that ma'am. Can I have your number? I can check the
records"
(Sigh!... and gave the number)
"Ohh, Kalaivani, right?" (in a sarcastic tone.)
( Ada paavi makka... nee nammooora??! !! All American accents stopped.
Back to Indian accent.)
I could clearly see what he was thinking... per paatha 'urs pammingly'
nu podra category maathiri irukku... scene podradhu mattum princess
Diana range kaa...
"Anna... naan sathyama andha maathiri illeeengana. ..
My full name is Kalaivani, but I call myself Kalai working in US. This is not for
scene, ....like how Madhavan does in Anbe Sivam (Anbarasu --> Ars).it
has a looooong and pathetic history...
I started hearing different versions of my name after coming to this
country, and the painful fact is all the possible permutations and
combinations of vowels in my name give meaningful words in tamil!!!
When I first joined the university, my professor wrote to me..
Dear KALAvani (meaning: thief; context: kalavani paya..)
.... ... ...
Sari adhuvachum typo nu free ya vittudalam..
Then after a year, I joined a company for internship.those people called
me before I joined, to inform me about some test which I had to take..
"Hello is this Ms. Kizhavaani?" (meaning: old; context : kizha
bolt..etc.)
"No..this is KALAIvaani"
"Ohh..am sorry KALAvaani" (Marupadiyum. ..)
Then I decided.periya pera irukkinala thane ivlo confusion?!! So, I
started calling myself 'Kalai'... but the story continued..
I joined my full-time position in another company recently. On my first
day, we had a meeting..
"Let's all welcome our new associate.Ms. Kulai" (meaning: bunch;
context: kulai kulaiyai vazhaipazham kaaithadhu)
CLAP! CLAP! CLAP! CLAP! Followed by smiles.
(Dei.ennangada. .. ellarum serndhu comedy panreengala? ??)
Anniku arambichadhu. ..
Once my boss and I were talking about a project... after finishing the
meeting...
"Ok, Kali. Nice to have you here!" (meaning: last yuga; context: kali
muthi pochu.)
"That's KALAI" (Enakku idhu thevaya?!)
"Ohh kAALi?" (meaning: goddess; context: badrakaali.. )
"Hee hee .very close" (Podaannnggg. ..!!)
So, I stopped correcting my name after that..!
One fine morning, I was working.
"Hey kiLai (meaning: branch; context: marakiLai) .howz it going?"
"Yea good" (Sollitu thirumbitten. Nammaluku edhuku indha per thiruthura
business nu...)
"Is that how you say your name?"
(Aaahaa arambichutanya. ..!!!)
"Uhhh. It's KALAI"
"Kolaai?" (meaning:pump; context: kozhai adi sandai.)
(Venaaammm.. .)
"Kolai?" (meaning: murder; context: kolai panniduven.. )
(Venaam!)
"kaLai?" (meaning: weed; context: kaLai pudunguradhu.)
(Valikkudhu. .. azhudhuduven. ..)
"May be I'll get your name with practice. Haha."
(Idhellam remba over da dei... Tamil la paatha rende rendu ezhuthu thaan
da!!!)
Ennada, Chandramukhi la thalaivar 'durga' perai nakkaladikkira
maathiri... namma per ayiduche nu nenaikkum podhu... my friend came up
with a brilliant idea!
Adhavadhu... to compare my name with a word.so I started using this word
'kaleidoscope' ; which has the same pronunciation as 'kalai'!
So, I started telling everyone. 'Kalai as in kaleidoscope' !. Ippo kooda
romba ellam ozhunga solradhulla. They are saying 'kalaai'
(kalaaikiradhu)..
"Hey Kalaai!!"
"Yea?"
"Just trying to say your name. Ha ha ha"
"Ohhh ..how sweet!" (thooo thEri..)
Yedho vaandhi edukkira effect la per irundhalum.. . my life was in
peace... until few days back...
My net connection was down, so I called up the customer service (En
kiragam. Madras call center ku pochu!)
Enakku andha vishayame theriyala. So I started in complete American
accent...
"Your name ma'am?"
"Kalaai"
"What? Can you repeat ma'am?"
" Kalaai as in kaleidoscope"
"I didn't get that ma'am. Can I have your number? I can check the
records"
(Sigh!... and gave the number)
"Ohh, Kalaivani, right?" (in a sarcastic tone.)
( Ada paavi makka... nee nammooora??! !! All American accents stopped.
Back to Indian accent.)
I could clearly see what he was thinking... per paatha 'urs pammingly'
nu podra category maathiri irukku... scene podradhu mattum princess
Diana range kaa...
"Anna... naan sathyama andha maathiri illeeengana. ..
Wednesday, April 22, 2009
Forgive Me
This is a love story about my thoughts which i couldn't say while living with my honey.
I met her on a party.She was outstanding,many guys chasing her to propose their love.As i was so normal,nobody paid attention to me.At the end of the party i invited her to have a coffee with me,she surprised,but due to being polite,she accepted to have coffee with me.
We sat in a nice restaurent and i was too nervous to say anything .she felt uncomfortable.She thought please let me go home.suddenly i asked the waiter,"Would you like to give some salt?I would like to put it in my coffee".
Everybody stared at me,my face changed to red but i still put salt in my cup without showing any reaction on my face and drank it.She asked me curiously,"why did you do like this?How long do you have this hobby?".I said,"When i was a little boy i was living near to sea.i like to playing in the sea.i like the taste of sea water just like the taste of salty coffee.everytime when i have salty coffee i always think my childhood,my home down,i miss my home down so much and i miss my parents who are still living their.While saying that tears filled my eyes".she was deeply touched.
She thought that's my true feeling,which comes from the bottom of my heart.A man who tell about his homesickness,he must be a man who loves home,care about home,has responsiblity to take care of home. She also started to spoke about her far away home down,her childhood and family.That was a nice talk and also that's beatiful beginning of my love.
We continued to date.She found that actually i was a man who care about her alot,who meets all her demands,i had tolerance,i was kind hearted,warm and careful,i don't like to dring ,smoke even not interested to talk to any girl except her.she also found i was very possesive person on her.
Then the story was every beatiful love story.The princess married prince.Then we were living a happy life.
And ,When everytime she made a coffee for me, she put some salt in the coffee,as she knew that's the way i liked it.After 40 years i passed away.I left her a letter which said,"My dear please forgive me,forgive my whole life lie.This was the only lie i said---"salty water".Remember the first time we met in a coffee shop.At that day i was too nervous.Actually i wanted some sugar but i said salt it was hard to change so i went ahead.I never believed that could be the start of our communication.
I try to tell you the truth many times but i was too afraid to do that,as i have promised not to tell lie for anything.Now i'm dying.I don't afraid for anything and i tell the truth.I don't like the salty coffee .what a strange taste is that?But i have had the salty coffee for my whole life.Since i knew you,i never feel sorry for anything i do for you.having you with me is the biggest happiness in my whole life.if i get a chance to live second time still want to know you and have you for my whole life,eventhough i have to drink the salty coffee again.Her tears totally wet the letter.
After a month someone asked her what is the taste of salty coffee?
She replied, "its too sweet".
I met her on a party.She was outstanding,many guys chasing her to propose their love.As i was so normal,nobody paid attention to me.At the end of the party i invited her to have a coffee with me,she surprised,but due to being polite,she accepted to have coffee with me.
We sat in a nice restaurent and i was too nervous to say anything .she felt uncomfortable.She thought please let me go home.suddenly i asked the waiter,"Would you like to give some salt?I would like to put it in my coffee".
Everybody stared at me,my face changed to red but i still put salt in my cup without showing any reaction on my face and drank it.She asked me curiously,"why did you do like this?How long do you have this hobby?".I said,"When i was a little boy i was living near to sea.i like to playing in the sea.i like the taste of sea water just like the taste of salty coffee.everytime when i have salty coffee i always think my childhood,my home down,i miss my home down so much and i miss my parents who are still living their.While saying that tears filled my eyes".she was deeply touched.
She thought that's my true feeling,which comes from the bottom of my heart.A man who tell about his homesickness,he must be a man who loves home,care about home,has responsiblity to take care of home. She also started to spoke about her far away home down,her childhood and family.That was a nice talk and also that's beatiful beginning of my love.
We continued to date.She found that actually i was a man who care about her alot,who meets all her demands,i had tolerance,i was kind hearted,warm and careful,i don't like to dring ,smoke even not interested to talk to any girl except her.she also found i was very possesive person on her.
Then the story was every beatiful love story.The princess married prince.Then we were living a happy life.
And ,When everytime she made a coffee for me, she put some salt in the coffee,as she knew that's the way i liked it.After 40 years i passed away.I left her a letter which said,"My dear please forgive me,forgive my whole life lie.This was the only lie i said---"salty water".Remember the first time we met in a coffee shop.At that day i was too nervous.Actually i wanted some sugar but i said salt it was hard to change so i went ahead.I never believed that could be the start of our communication.
I try to tell you the truth many times but i was too afraid to do that,as i have promised not to tell lie for anything.Now i'm dying.I don't afraid for anything and i tell the truth.I don't like the salty coffee .what a strange taste is that?But i have had the salty coffee for my whole life.Since i knew you,i never feel sorry for anything i do for you.having you with me is the biggest happiness in my whole life.if i get a chance to live second time still want to know you and have you for my whole life,eventhough i have to drink the salty coffee again.Her tears totally wet the letter.
After a month someone asked her what is the taste of salty coffee?
She replied, "its too sweet".
1 MONTH LOVE
Anish: I guess we are the one left over in this world.
Julie: I think so..All of my friends have boy friend ..we are the only two left over in this world without anything special in our life.
Julie: I think so..All of my friends have boy friend ..we are the only two left over in this world without anything special in our life.
Anish: Yup...I don't know what to do.
Julie: I know we'll play a game.
Anish: What game?
Julie: I'll be your girl friend for the next one month and you'll be my boy friend.
Julie: I know we'll play a game.
Anish: What game?
Julie: I'll be your girl friend for the next one month and you'll be my boy friend.
Anish: That's great idea.I don't have anything to do for the coming weeks.
DAY 1:
They watched their first movie together and were touch each other hand when they were watching the romantic movie.
DAY 4:
They went to the beach and they had a picnic.Anish and julie enjoyed their best time with each other.
DAY 15:
Anish invited Julie to watch circus and they went to horror house.Anish was scared.He tried to touch Julie hand. But unfortunately he touched something else and they both laughed.
DAY 18:
They both saw a fortune teller down the road and they asked him for their future.The fortune teller said,"My darlings don't waste the time of your life.Enjoy your self as much as possible.spend your time together happily."Then tears flow from the fortune teller.
DAY 25:
Julie invited anish to come to hill and they saw a meteor..
julie mumbling something..
DAY 28:
They rode on the bus to reach their home after had dinner in a restaurent.Because of the bumby road She gave her first kiss to him by accidently.
DAY 29:
Time:11:37
They were sitting in a park where they first decided to play this game.
Anish: I feel tirecd julie.do you want anything to drink?I'll buy you one.I will just go down the road.
Julie: Apple juice would b fine,come soon,i feel thirsty..
Anish:wait for me.I will come soon!
after 20 minutes a stranger approached and asked,"Are you Anish friend?".
Julie: Yes..Why?What happened?
Stranger: A reckless drunk driver ran over Anish and he is critcal in hospital.
A doctor came out from emergency room and handed out a cup of apple juice and a letter in Julie hand.
Doctor: We found this letter from Anish pocket.
Julie read that letter which says,
"Julie this past few days i realized that you are cute girl and i am falling in love with your smile,your everything when i played this game and before this game end i would like to be my girl friend for the rest of my life.I love you Julie."
Julie crumbled the paper and shouted,
"Anish i don't want to you die,I love you Anish..Rember that night we saw a meteor ..At that night what i mumbled.I wished we would be together for ever and never end this game.Please don't leave me Anish...I love you ..You cannot do this to me..
Then the clock strikes 12.
Anish heart stops pumping.
Then it was the 30th day...
I realized one thing from my life which is true for ever.Always love your loved one and show them how you feel before its too late!!
You will never know when they will be gone from your embrace.. If you were given a time to bestow petals of everlasting compassion & love to your love ones, today is the day. Love them while they are still here...
TRUE AND CARING LOVE IS VERY HARD TO FIND OUT...ONE SHOULD BE LUCKY TO FIND OUT THAT BUT IT IS IN FRONT OF THEM PEOPLE BECOME BLIND...
Monday, April 20, 2009
Mother Love
My mom had only one eye.I hated her.She was such an embarrassment.
She cooked for the students and teachers to support my family.
There was one day during elementary school my mom came to my school to say hello to me.
I was so embarrassed.How could she do this ?to me.I ignored her and threw her a hateful look and ran out.
The next day in my school one of my classmates said,"he he..your mom has only one eye".
I wanted to bury myself.I also wanted my mom to just disappear.
So i confronted her that day and said,"If you would like to give happiness in my life , just die".
My mom didn't respond..
I didn't even think about what i had said,because i was full of angry.
I wanted to out of that house,I didn't like to do anything with her.
So i studied hard and i got a chance to study my engineering in singapore.
I got married and i got two child.i bought a new house on my own.
I was happy with my family,my kids and the comforts.
Then one day my mother came to visit me.
She hadn't came to visit me in the past four years.She didn't even meet my kids also.
When she stood by the door ,my childrens laughed at her.I yelled at her for coming without invite from me.
Then i screamed at her "how dare you come to home and scare my child,GET OUT FROM HERE NOW".
And to this,my mom replied quietly,I'm so sorry.I have gotten the wrong address ".She disappeared out of sight.
One day a letter regarding my school reunion came to my house in singapore.
So i lied to my wife that i was going for business trip.After reunion i went to my native place where i born and grew up.
My neighbors said,she died.
I didn't shed a single tear.
They handed me a letter that my mom wanted to give it to me.
In that letter,
""My dear son i always think you all the time.I am sorry to came singapore and scared your child.I was so glad when i heard you were coming for school reunion.
But i may not be even get out of bed to see you.I am sorry that i am a constant embarrassment to you when you growing up.You see...when you were little you got an accident and lost your one eye.As a mother i couldn't stand watching you having to grow up with one eye. so i gave you mine.I was so proud of my son who seeing the whole world of me from my place.
With my love to you,
your mother...""
She cooked for the students and teachers to support my family.
There was one day during elementary school my mom came to my school to say hello to me.
I was so embarrassed.How could she do this ?to me.I ignored her and threw her a hateful look and ran out.
The next day in my school one of my classmates said,"he he..your mom has only one eye".
I wanted to bury myself.I also wanted my mom to just disappear.
So i confronted her that day and said,"If you would like to give happiness in my life , just die".
My mom didn't respond..
I didn't even think about what i had said,because i was full of angry.
I wanted to out of that house,I didn't like to do anything with her.
So i studied hard and i got a chance to study my engineering in singapore.
I got married and i got two child.i bought a new house on my own.
I was happy with my family,my kids and the comforts.
Then one day my mother came to visit me.
She hadn't came to visit me in the past four years.She didn't even meet my kids also.
When she stood by the door ,my childrens laughed at her.I yelled at her for coming without invite from me.
Then i screamed at her "how dare you come to home and scare my child,GET OUT FROM HERE NOW".
And to this,my mom replied quietly,I'm so sorry.I have gotten the wrong address ".She disappeared out of sight.
One day a letter regarding my school reunion came to my house in singapore.
So i lied to my wife that i was going for business trip.After reunion i went to my native place where i born and grew up.
My neighbors said,she died.
I didn't shed a single tear.
They handed me a letter that my mom wanted to give it to me.
In that letter,
""My dear son i always think you all the time.I am sorry to came singapore and scared your child.I was so glad when i heard you were coming for school reunion.
But i may not be even get out of bed to see you.I am sorry that i am a constant embarrassment to you when you growing up.You see...when you were little you got an accident and lost your one eye.As a mother i couldn't stand watching you having to grow up with one eye. so i gave you mine.I was so proud of my son who seeing the whole world of me from my place.
With my love to you,
your mother...""
Saturday, April 18, 2009
Touching Story
The boy could not have been more than 5 or 6 year old.
The cashier said,"I am sorry,you don't have enough money to buy this doll".
The boy once again started to count the money he had.Then he turn to the old lady and asked,"grand ma' are you sure i don't have enough money?".
The old lady replied,"My dear,you really don't have enough money to buy this doll".
Then she asked him to stay there for 5 minutes while she went to look around.she left quickly from that place.
The little boy still holding the doll in his hand without any idea of how to buy that doll.
Finally i move towards him and asked who he wished to give this doll.
He replied,"I want to buy this doll because my sister love this doll much.She asked me to present this doll for christmas.She was sure that santa claus would bring this gift to her".
I replied to him may be santa claus would bring this gift to her,you not to worry.
But he replied me sadly,"No santa claus wouldn't bring this gift to my sister.Because she is not here now.I have to give this doll to my mommy so that she will give it to my sister when she goes there!
His eyes where so sad when he say it.He continued,"My sister has gone to be with god yesterday".
My daddy says mommy is also going to see god very soon too.so i thought that she could take the doll to with her to give it to my sister".
My heart nearly stopped.
The little boy looked at me and said,"i told to my daddy that don't allow mommy to go until i come back from mall".
The he showed a very nice photo of him.He was laughed nicely on that photo.
He said,"I am gonna give this photo to my mom so that she won't forget me".
Then again she looke at the doll with very sad eyes.
I quickly reached up my wallet and said "we will count once again,suppose you may have enough money to buy this doll".
Yes.he said,"i thought i have enough money".I added some of my money to his without knowing him and we start to count the money.He had enough money to buy the doll and also he had some spare money.
The little boy moaning,"thank you god for giving enough money".
Then he looked me and added,"yesterday i prayed to god before i went to sleep to make sure enough money to buy this doll so that my mom bring it to my sister.God heard me".
I also wanted to buy white roses to my mom.But i didn't ask god.Because i have enough money to buy doll and white roses".My mommy loves white roses".
A few minutes later the old lady returned and i left rom that place.
I finshed my shopping in a totally different way.
I couldn't forget the little boy from my mind.
Then i remebred a newspaper article two days ago,who mentioned a drunk in the truck hit the car occupied by awomen and a girl.The young girl died right away,the women was in critical stage.The women cuoldn't get well soon because she was in coma condition.
was this family of the little boy?
Two days later i read in a lacal news paper that the young women who met an accident passed away.
I couldn't stop myself as i bought a white roses and i went to the funeral home where the young women was exposed to see for people.i make my last wishes to her before she 's burial.
She was there in her coffin,with beautyful ewhite rose in her hand with the little boy photo on the left and the white doll 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 second the drunk driver had taken away everything from him.
My humble request is "Please don't drink and drive"
The cashier said,"I am sorry,you don't have enough money to buy this doll".
The boy once again started to count the money he had.Then he turn to the old lady and asked,"grand ma' are you sure i don't have enough money?".
The old lady replied,"My dear,you really don't have enough money to buy this doll".
Then she asked him to stay there for 5 minutes while she went to look around.she left quickly from that place.
The little boy still holding the doll in his hand without any idea of how to buy that doll.
Finally i move towards him and asked who he wished to give this doll.
He replied,"I want to buy this doll because my sister love this doll much.She asked me to present this doll for christmas.She was sure that santa claus would bring this gift to her".
I replied to him may be santa claus would bring this gift to her,you not to worry.
But he replied me sadly,"No santa claus wouldn't bring this gift to my sister.Because she is not here now.I have to give this doll to my mommy so that she will give it to my sister when she goes there!
His eyes where so sad when he say it.He continued,"My sister has gone to be with god yesterday".
My daddy says mommy is also going to see god very soon too.so i thought that she could take the doll to with her to give it to my sister".
My heart nearly stopped.
The little boy looked at me and said,"i told to my daddy that don't allow mommy to go until i come back from mall".
The he showed a very nice photo of him.He was laughed nicely on that photo.
He said,"I am gonna give this photo to my mom so that she won't forget me".
Then again she looke at the doll with very sad eyes.
I quickly reached up my wallet and said "we will count once again,suppose you may have enough money to buy this doll".
Yes.he said,"i thought i have enough money".I added some of my money to his without knowing him and we start to count the money.He had enough money to buy the doll and also he had some spare money.
The little boy moaning,"thank you god for giving enough money".
Then he looked me and added,"yesterday i prayed to god before i went to sleep to make sure enough money to buy this doll so that my mom bring it to my sister.God heard me".
I also wanted to buy white roses to my mom.But i didn't ask god.Because i have enough money to buy doll and white roses".My mommy loves white roses".
A few minutes later the old lady returned and i left rom that place.
I finshed my shopping in a totally different way.
I couldn't forget the little boy from my mind.
Then i remebred a newspaper article two days ago,who mentioned a drunk in the truck hit the car occupied by awomen and a girl.The young girl died right away,the women was in critical stage.The women cuoldn't get well soon because she was in coma condition.
was this family of the little boy?
Two days later i read in a lacal news paper that the young women who met an accident passed away.
I couldn't stop myself as i bought a white roses and i went to the funeral home where the young women was exposed to see for people.i make my last wishes to her before she 's burial.
She was there in her coffin,with beautyful ewhite rose in her hand with the little boy photo on the left and the white doll 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 second the drunk driver had taken away everything from him.
My humble request is "Please don't drink and drive"
Friday, April 17, 2009
Touching Love Story
A touching love story that 'll make you cry.
1st Year:
As i sat there in english class i started the girl next to me.She was my so called 'Best Friend'.I started love at her short,silky hair and i wished she was mine.But she didn't notice me like that,and i knew it.After class over she came to me and asked the notes she had missed the day before.i handed them to her.she said 'thanks' and gave me a kiss on my cheek.I want to tell to her i want her to know that i don't want to be just friend,i love her but i just too shy.i don't know why.
2nd year:
The phone rang.I picked up the phone and it was her on the other side.She asked me to come over because she didn't like to be alone in home,so i did it.i sat next to her in the sofa.As i close to her i started at her softy eyes and i wished she was mine.After 2 hours,one horror movie and three chips bags she dicided to go home. while leaving she said thanks and gave one kiss on my cheek.I want to tell to her that i don't like to be just a friend,i love her but i just too shy.I don't know why.
3rd year:
One fine day she came to my home and asked me to came for dating.We both were promised that if neither of us had dating we would go together as a 'Best friend'. So i got ready for dating with her.That night ,after everything was over,i was standing at her front .I started at her she smiled at me and started me with her crystal eyes.Then she said ,"i had a best time with you,thanks".She came near to me and gave a kiss on my cheek.at that moment i want to tell to her that i don't like to be just a friend.i love her but just too shy.I don't know why.
Final year:
The days are passed then week then month.Before i could blink it was graduation day. I watched as her perfect body floated like an angel up on stage to get her engineering.I wanted her to be mine.But she didn't notice me like that,and i knew it.Before she went to home,she came to me .she cried when i hugged her.Then she lifted her head from my shoulder and said,"you are my best friend,thanks" and gave me a kiss on my cheek.i want to tell to her that i don't like to be just a friend.i love her but just too shy.I don't know why.
Marriage
Now i sit in her marriage hall.That girl is getting married now.She drive off to her new life.She married another guy.Before she leave from there she came to me .She hugged me and said "you are my best friend,thanks"and gave me a kiss on my cheek.i want to tell to her that i don't like to be just a friend.i love her but just too shy.I don't know why.
Death:
Years passed.i looked down at the coffin of a girl who used to be my Best Friend.every one left from their home .A small boy found her old diary and reading it in her house.This is what it read:
'I stare at him wishing he was mine,
but he doesn't notice me like that,
and I know it.
I want to tell him,
I want him to know that
I don't want to be just friends,
I love him but I'm just too shy,
and I don't know why.
I wish he would tell me he loved me !
.........'I wish I did too...'
1st Year:
As i sat there in english class i started the girl next to me.She was my so called 'Best Friend'.I started love at her short,silky hair and i wished she was mine.But she didn't notice me like that,and i knew it.After class over she came to me and asked the notes she had missed the day before.i handed them to her.she said 'thanks' and gave me a kiss on my cheek.I want to tell to her i want her to know that i don't want to be just friend,i love her but i just too shy.i don't know why.
2nd year:
The phone rang.I picked up the phone and it was her on the other side.She asked me to come over because she didn't like to be alone in home,so i did it.i sat next to her in the sofa.As i close to her i started at her softy eyes and i wished she was mine.After 2 hours,one horror movie and three chips bags she dicided to go home. while leaving she said thanks and gave one kiss on my cheek.I want to tell to her that i don't like to be just a friend,i love her but i just too shy.I don't know why.
3rd year:
One fine day she came to my home and asked me to came for dating.We both were promised that if neither of us had dating we would go together as a 'Best friend'. So i got ready for dating with her.That night ,after everything was over,i was standing at her front .I started at her she smiled at me and started me with her crystal eyes.Then she said ,"i had a best time with you,thanks".She came near to me and gave a kiss on my cheek.at that moment i want to tell to her that i don't like to be just a friend.i love her but just too shy.I don't know why.
Final year:
The days are passed then week then month.Before i could blink it was graduation day. I watched as her perfect body floated like an angel up on stage to get her engineering.I wanted her to be mine.But she didn't notice me like that,and i knew it.Before she went to home,she came to me .she cried when i hugged her.Then she lifted her head from my shoulder and said,"you are my best friend,thanks" and gave me a kiss on my cheek.i want to tell to her that i don't like to be just a friend.i love her but just too shy.I don't know why.
Marriage
Now i sit in her marriage hall.That girl is getting married now.She drive off to her new life.She married another guy.Before she leave from there she came to me .She hugged me and said "you are my best friend,thanks"and gave me a kiss on my cheek.i want to tell to her that i don't like to be just a friend.i love her but just too shy.I don't know why.
Death:
Years passed.i looked down at the coffin of a girl who used to be my Best Friend.every one left from their home .A small boy found her old diary and reading it in her house.This is what it read:
'I stare at him wishing he was mine,
but he doesn't notice me like that,
and I know it.
I want to tell him,
I want him to know that
I don't want to be just friends,
I love him but I'm just too shy,
and I don't know why.
I wish he would tell me he loved me !
.........'I wish I did too...'
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