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The boy & the apple tree - very heart touching story!!!
The boy & the apple tree very heart touching story enjoy the show my friends. sompong
Real touching story- making of infosys
Hi all this is a very touching story indeed felt like sharing with u guys... regards
A small touching story mainly for professionals...
Dear all here is a touching story just go through it regards khushboo
Two choices - inspiring story
Hi friends this is absolutly touching and sensible. story of mr. x and his attitude towards choices simply great we have the ultimate power of and we cannot shuffle off our responsibility upon the shoulders of god or nature. we must shoulder it ourselves. it is up to our choice. enjoy share
A touching story !
Hi friends her is a touching story which also has some thing for all of us. regards raj a nice a boy was born to a couple after eleven years of marriage. they were a loving couple and the boy was the gem of their eyes. when the boy was around two years old one morning the husband saw a medicine bottle open. he was late for office so he asked his wife to cap the bottle and keep it in the cupboard. his wife preoccupied in the kitchen totally forgot the matter. the boy saw the bottle and playfully went to the bottle fascinated by its color and drank it all. it happened to be a poisonous medicine meant for adults in small dosages. when the child collapsed the mother hurried him to the hospital where he died. the mother was stunned. she was terrified how to face her husband. when the distraught father came to the hospital and saw the dead child he looked at his wife and uttered just five words. : 1. what were the five words ? 2. what is the implication of this story? : the husband just said "i am with you darling" the husband s totally unexpected reaction is a proactive behavior. the child is dead. he can never be brought back to life. there is no point in finding fault with the mother. besides if only he had taken time to keep the bottle away this would not have happened. no one is to be blamed. she had also lost her only child. what she needed at that moment was consolation and sympathy from the husband. that is what he gave her. if everyone can look at life with this kind of perspective there would be much fewer problems in the world. "a journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step." take off all your envies jealousies unforgiveness selfishness and fears. and you will find things are actually not as difficult as you think. of the sometimes we spend time in asking who is responsible or whom to blame whether in a relationship in a job or with the people we know. by this way we miss out some warmth in human relationship.
An amazing story for today..
A touching story and a good reminder : "take time to appreciate what you have now." 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 lifeassisting 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. cheers anu