A nice story....

Sometimes we are blind to see the goodness of our spouses and deaf to
hear their kind words for us. A nice story to share......

My husband is an Engineer by profession, I love him for his steady
nature, and I love the warm feeling when I lean against his broad
shoulders. Three years of courtship and now, two years into marriage, I would have to admit, that I am getting tired of it. The reasons of me loving him before has now transformed into the cause of all my restlessness. I am a sentimental woman and extremely sensitive when it comes to a relationship and my feelings, I yearn for the romantic moments, like a little girl yearning for candy. My husband is my complete opposite, his lack of sensitivity, and the inability of bringing romantic moments into our marriage has disheartened me about love.

One day, I finally decided to tell him my decision, that I wanted a
divorce.

"Why?" he asked, shocked.

"I am tired, there are no reasons for everything in the world!" I
answered.

He kept silent the whole night, seems to be in deep thought with a
lighted cigarette at all times. My feeling of disappointment only
increased, here was a man who can't even express his predicament, what else can I hope from him?

And finally he asked me:" What can I do to change your mind?"

Somebody said it right, it's hard to change a person's personality, and
I guess, I have started losing faith in him.

Looking deep into his eyes I slowly answered : "Here is the question,
if you can answer and convince my heart, I will change my mind, Let's
say, I want a flower located on the face of a mountain cliff, and we both
are sure that picking the flower will cause your death, will you do it
for me?"

He said:" I will give you your answer tomorrow...." My hopes just sank
by listening to his response.

I woke up the next morning to find him gone, and saw a piece of paper
with his scratchy handwriting, underneath a milk glass, on the dining
table near the front door, that goes....

My dear, "I would not pick that flower for you, but please allow me to
explain the reasons further.." This first line was already breaking my
heart. I continued reading..... "When you use the computer you always
mess up the Software programs, and you cry in front of the screen, I
have to save my fingers so that I can help to restore the programs. You
always leave the house keys behind, thus I have to save my legs to rush
home to open the door for you. You love traveling but always lose your
way in a new city, I have to save my eyes to show you the way. You
always have the cramps whenever your "good friend" approaches every month, I  have to save my palms so that I can calm the cramps in your Tummy. You like to stay indoors, and I worry that you will be infected by
infantile autism. I have to save my mouth to tell you jokes and stories to cure your boredom. You always stare at the computer, and that will do
nothing good for your eyes, I have to save my eyes so that when we grow old, I can help to clip your nails, and help to remove those annoying white hairs. So I can also hold your hand while strolling down the beach, as you enjoy the sunshine and the beautiful sand... and tell you the color
of flowers, just like the color of the glow on your young face...

Thus, my dear, unless I am sure that there is someone who loves you
more than I do... I could not pick that flower yet, and die.."

My tears fell on the letter, and blurred the ink of his handwriting...
and as I continue on reading...

"Now, that you have finished reading my answer, if you are satisfied,
please open the front door for I am standing outside bringing your
favorite bread and fresh milk...

I rush to pull open the door, and saw his anxious face, clutching
tightly with his hands, the milk bottle and loaf of bread.... Now I am very
sure that no one will ever love me as much as he does, and I have
decided to leave the flower alone... That's life, and love. When one is
surrounded by love, the feeling of excitement fades away, and one tends to ignore the true love that lies in between the peace and dullness.

Love shows up in all forms, even very small and cheeky forms, it has
never been a model, it could be the dullest and boring form... Flowers,
and romantic moments are only used and appear on the surface of the
relationship. Under all this, the pillar of true love stands... and that's
our life... Love, not words win arguments...

"A soul mate is the one with whom you could sit with without saying a
word and walk away feeling like that was the best conversation you have
ever had"

Thanks Isha for sharing this wonderful story ... !!!!

Nice Lines..................


Kitna Achha likha hai.....Agar sabhi log love ki ye paribhasha samajh le to kitna achha hoga................. :smile: ....Really Wonderful.................
But Unfortunately Most of the people run behind fantasy... ............Some times we too are not the Exception................

Really................very nice Story Isha ji...........      

Cho chweat..............Thanks Nisha!!!!!!!!!!!!!    

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Sorry Isha...............Nisha is my colleague  :wink:

Hiii Look at this nice one......................
Whenever you feel sad, remember this and Your Sadness "Gaayab".........

One night a man had a dream. He dreamed he was walking along the beach with the Lord. Across the sky flashed scenes from his life. For each scene, he noticed two sets of footprints in the sand; one belonging to him, and the other to the Lord.

When the last scene of his life flashed before him he looked back at the footprints in the sand. He noticed that many times along the path of his life there was only one set of footprints. He also noticed that it happened at the very lowest and saddest times in his life.

This really bothered him and he questioned the Lord about it. "Lord, you said that once I decided to follow you, you'd walk with me all the way. But I have noticed that during the most troublesome times in my life, there is only one set of footprints. I don't understand why when I needed you most you would leave me."

The Lord replied, "My precious, precious child, I love you and I would never leave you. During your times of trial and suffering, when you see only one set of footprints, it was then that I carried you."

Ho gaye na khush............... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

i love this story!!! meri fav. hai!!

 :D