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I Love looking after My Children...

Me: God, can I ask You a question?
God: Sure
Me: Promise You won't get mad
God: I promise
Me: Why did You let so much stuff happen to me today?
God: What do u mean?
Me: Well, I woke up late
God: Yes
Me: My car took forever to start
God: Okay
Me: at lunch they made my sandwich wrong & I had to wait
God: Huummm
Me: On the way home, my phone went DEAD, just as I picked up a call
God: All right

Me: And on top of it all off, when I got home ~I just want to soak my feet in my new foot massager & relax. BUT it wouldn't work!!! Nothing went right today! Why did You do that?
God: Let me see, the death angel was at your bed this morning & I had to send one
of My Angels to battle him for your life. I let you sleep through that

Me (humbled): OH

GOD: I didn't let your car start because there was a drunk driver on your route that would have hit you if you were on the road.

Me: (ashamed)

God: The first person who made your sandwich today was sick & I didn't want you to catch what they have, I knew you couldn't afford to miss work.

Me (embarrassed):Okay

God: Your phone went dead bcuz the person that was calling was going to give false witness about what you said on that call, I didn't even let you talk to them so you would be covered.

Me (softly): I see God

God: Oh and that foot massager, it had a shortage that was going to throw out all of the power in your house tonight. I didn't think you wanted to be in the dark.

Me: I'm Sorry God

God: Don't be sorry, just learn to Trust Me.... in All things , the Good & the bad.

Me: I will trust You.

God: And don't doubt that My plan for your day is Always Better than your plan.

Me: I won't God. And let me just tell you God, Thank You for Everything today.

God: You're welcome child. It was just another day being your God and I Love looking after My Children...

Married or Not You Should Read This...

“When I got home that night as my wife served dinner, I held her hand and said, I’ve got something to tell you. She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed the hurt in her eyes.
Suddenly I didn’t know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I was thinking. I want a divorce. I raised the topic calmly. She didn’t seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, why?

 I avoided her question. This made her angry. She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, you are not a man! That night, we didn’t talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer; she had lost my heartto Jane. I didn’t love her anymore. I just pitied her!

With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she could own our house, our car, and 30% stake of my company. She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. The woman who had spent ten years of her life with me had become a stranger. I felt sorry for her wasted time, resources and energy but I could not take back what I had said for I loved Jane so dearly. Finally she criedloudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see. To me her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer now.

The next day, I came back home very late and found her writing something at the table. I didn’t have supper but went straight to sleep and fell asleep very fast because I was tired after an eventful day with Jane. When I woke up, she was still there at the table writing. I just did not care so I turned over and was asleep again.

In the morning she presented her divorceconditions: she didn’t want anything from me, but needed a month’s notice before the divorce. She requested that in that one month we both struggle to live as normal a life as possible. Her reasons were simple: our son had his exams in a month’s time and she didn’t want to disrupt him with our broken marriage.

This was agreeable to me. But she had something more, she asked me to recall how I had carried her into out bridal room on our wedding day. She requestedthat every day for the month’s duration I carry her out of our bedroom to the front door ever morning. I thought she was going crazy. Just to make our last days together bearable I accepted her odd request.

I told Jane about my wife’s divorce conditions. . She laughed loudly and thought it was absurd. No matter what tricks she applies, she has to face the divorce, she said scornfully. My wife and I hadn’t had any body contact since my divorce intention was explicitly expressed. So when I carried herout on the first day, we both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, daddyis holding mommy in his arms. His words brought me a sense of pain. From the bedroom to the sitting room, then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in my arms. She closed her eyes and said softly; don’t tell our son about the divorce. I nodded, feeling somewhat upset. I put her down outside the door. She went to wait for the bus to work. I drove alone to the office.

On the second day, both of us acted muchmore easily. She leaned on my chest. I could smell the fragrance of her blouse. I realized that I hadn’t looked at this woman carefully for a long time. I realized she was not young any more. There were fine wrinkles on her face, her hair was graying! Our marriage had takenits toll on her. For a minute I wondered what I had done to her.
On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I felt a sense of intimacy returning. This was the woman who had given ten years of her life to me. On the fifth and sixth day, I realized that our sense of intimacy was growing again. I didn’t tell Jane about this. It became easier to carry her as the month slipped by. Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger.

She was choosing what to wear one morning. She tried on quite a few dressesbut could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, all my dresses have grown bigger. I suddenly realized that she had grown so thin, that was the reason why I could carry her more easily. Suddenly it hit me… she had buried so much pain and bitterness in her heart. Subconsciously I reached out and touched her head.

Our son came in at the moment and said, Dad, it’s time to carry mom out. To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had become an essential part of his life. My wife gestured to our son to come closer and hugged him tightly. I turned my face away because I was afraid I might change my mind at this last minute. I then held her in my arms, walking from the bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway. Her hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. Iheld her body tightly; it was just like our wedding day.

But her much lighter weight made me sad. On the last day, when I held her in my arms I could hardly move a step. Our son had gone to school. I held her tightly and said, I hadn’t noticed that our life lacked intimacy. I drove to office…. jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afraid any delay would make me change my mind…I walked upstairs. Jane opened the door and I said to her, Sorry, Jane, I do not want the divorce anymore.

She looked at me, astonished, and then touched my forehead. Do you have a fever? She said. I moved her hand off my head. Sorry, Jane, I said, I won’t divorce. My marriage life was boring probably because she and I didn’t value the details of our lives, not because we didn’t love each other anymore. Now I realize that since I carried her into my home on our wedding day I am supposed to hold her until death do us apart. Jane seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the door and burst into tears. 

I walked downstairs and drove away. At the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet of flowers for my wife. The salesgirl asked me what to write on the card. I smiled and wrote, I’ll carry you out every morning until death do us apart. That evening I arrived home, flowers in my hands, a smile on my face, I run up stairs, only to find my wife in the bed -dead. My wife had been fighting CANCER for months and I was so busy with Jane to even notice. She knew that she would die soon and she wanted to save me fromthe whatever negative reaction from our son, in case we push through with the divorce.— At least, in the eyes of our son—- I’m a loving husband….

The small details of your lives are what really matter in a relationship. It is not the mansion, the car, property, the moneyin the bank. These create an environmentconducive for happiness but cannot give happiness in themselves.

So find time to be your spouse’s friend and do those little things for each other that build intimacy. Do have a real happy marriage!

I Love My Mother, My wife & My Daughter

When I was born, A Woman was there to hold me - My Mother ♥

As I grew up as a child, A woman was there to care & play with me - My Sister ♥

I went to school, A Woman was there to help me learn - My Teacher ♥

I became depressed when I lost, A Woman was there to offer a shoulder - My Girlfriend ♥

I needed compatibility, company & Love, A Woman was there for me - My Wife ♥

I became tough, A Woman was there to melt me - My Daughter ♥

When I will die, A Woman will be there to absorb me in - Motherland ♥

If you are a Man, value every Woman &

If you are a Woman, feel proud to be one

To Each And Every Single Woman Out There, You Rock Our World.. Love, Respect And Gratitude.. God bless.. Be Proud & Stay Awesome... Happy Women's Day!!!! ♥

Please appreciate "HER"

Tomorrow you may get a working woman, but you should marry her with these facts as well...

Here is a girl, who is as much educated as you are ;
Who is earning almost as much as you do ;

One, who has dreams and aspirations just as
you have because she is as human as you are ;

One, who has never entered the kitchen in her life just like you or your
Sister haven't, as she was busy in studies and competing in a system
that gives no special concession to girls for their culinary achievements.

One, who has lived and loved her parents & brothers & sisters, almost as much as you do for 20-25 years of her life ;

One, who has bravely agreed to leave behind all that, her home, people who love her, to adopt your home, your family, your ways and even your family ,name

One, who is somehow expected to be a master-chef from day #1, while you sleep oblivious to her predicament in her new circumstances, environment and that kitchen

One, who is expected to make the tea, first thing in the morning and cook food at the end of the day, even if she is as tired as you are, maybe more,
and yet never ever expected to complain ;
to be a servant, a cook, a mother,a wife, even if she doesn't want to ; and is learning just like you are as to what you want from her ; and is clumsy and sloppy at times and knows that you won't like it if she is too demanding, or if she learns faster than you.

One, who has her own set of friends, and that includes boys and even men at her workplace too, those, who she knows from school days and yet is willing to put all that on the back-burners to avoid your irrational jealousy, unnecessary competition and your inherent insecurities.

Yes, she can drink and dance just as well as you can, but won't, simply
Because you won't like it, even though you say otherwise.

One, who can be late from work once in a while when deadlines, just like yours, are to be met ;

One, who is doing her level best and wants to make this most important relationship in her entire life a grand success, if you just help her some
and trust her.

One, who just wants one thing from you, as you are the only one she knows in your entire house - your unstinted support, your sensitivities and most importantly - your understanding, or love, if you may call it.

But not many guys understand this......

சிரிக்க சிந்திக்க சின்ன சின்னக் கதைகள்:-

வெகு தூரத்தில் உள்ள ஒரு பள்ளத்தாக்கில் சேவை செய்து கொண்டிருந்த லாமா ஒருவர் தனது தலைமையகத்திற்கு மேலும் ஒரு லாமா தேவை என்று தகவலனுப்பினார்.

தலைமை மடாலயத்தின் மதகுரு எல்லா சீடர்களையும் கூப்பிட்டு அனுப்பி இந்த கடிதத்தை படித்து காண்பித்துவிட்டு அவர்களிடம் நான் உங்களில் ஐந்து பேரை அனுப்ப போகிறேன் என்றார்.

ஒரு லாமா, ஆனால் அவர் ஒருவரை தானே அனுப்பச் சொல்லிக் கேட்டிருக்கிறார் ஏன் ஐந்து பேரை அனுப்ப வேண்டும் என்று கேட்டார். வயதான தலைமை குரு "ஏனென்று உனக்கு பின்னால் தெரியும். நான் ஐந்து பேரை அனுப்பப் போகிறேன், ஆனாலும் ஒருவராவது சென்று சேர்வது நிச்சயமில்லை. ஏனெனில் வழி மிகவும் நீண்டது, மற்றும் ஆயிரத்தோரு தடைகள் வரும்" என்று கூறினார்.

எல்லோரும் சிரித்தனர். ஒரே ஒருவர் தேவைபடும் இடத்திற்கு ஏன் ஐந்து பேரை அனுப்ப வேண்டும் என்று கேட்டனர். ஆயினும் அவர் வற்புறுத்தியதால் ஐவர் பயணத்திற்கு தயாராயினர்.

அடுத்த நாள் காலை அவர்கள் ஒரு கிராமத்தை கடக்கும்போது ஒரு அறிவிப்பாளன் அந்த கிராமத்தின் தலைமையிடம் இருந்து செய்தி கொண்டு வந்தான். எங்களது குரு இறந்துவிட்டார். எனவே எங்களுக்கு ஒரு குரு தேவை. நல்ல சம்பளம் கிடைக்கும் என்று கூறினான்.

அந்த கிராமம் நல்ல செழிப்பானதாகவும் வளமானதாகவும் தோன்றியது. அதனால் அந்த ஐந்து பேரில் ஒருவர் நான் இங்கேயே தங்க விரும்புகிறேன். ஏனெனில் இதுவும் புத்தரின் வேலைதான். ஏன் பள்ளத்தாக்கு வரை செல்ல வேண்டும். இங்கேயும் நான் அதே வேலையைதான் செய்யப் போகிறேன். நீங்கள் நால்வரும் போங்கள் நான் இங்கேயே தங்கப் போகிறேன் என்றார். ஒருவர் குறைந்துவிட்டார்.

அடுத்தநாள் அவர்கள் ஒரு நகரத்தின் வெளிப்பாதை வழியாக சென்று கொண்டிருந்தனர். அந்த நகரத்தின் அரசன் அந்த வழியே தன் குதிரையில் வந்து கொண்டிருந்தான். அந்த நான்கு பேரில் ஒரு துறவி மிகவும் ஆரோக்கியமானவராகவும் தேஜஸ் பொருந்தியவராகவும் அழகானவராகவும் இருந்தார். உடனே அரசன், "நில்லுங்கள். நான் என் பெண்ணிற்கு ஒரு இளைஞனை தேடிக் கொண்டிருந்தேன். நீங்கள் மிகப் பொருத்தமானவராக தோன்றுகிறீர்கள். எனக்கு ஒரே ஒரு மகள்தான். அவளை திருமணம் செய்து கொண்டு இந்த அரசையும் ஏற்றுக் கொள்ளுங்கள்" என்றான். அந்த இளம்துறவி தனது சக பயணிகளிடம் போய்வருகிறேன் என்று கூறி விடைபெற்றுக் கொண்டான். அவனும் போய்விட்டான். இரண்டாவது ஆளும் சென்று விட்டான்.

இப்போது இருந்த மூன்று பேருக்கும் அந்த வயதான குரு அறிவு கெட்டவரல்ல என்பது புரிந்தது. வழி மிகவும் நீண்டது, மேலும் ஆயிரத்தோரு தடைகள் என்பது புரிந்தது.

இப்போது மூவரும் நாம் இதுபோன்ற ஒரு போதும் செய்யக்கூடாது என்று முடிவு செய்து கொண்டனர். இருந்தாலும் ஒருவர் அரசராகவும் மற்றொருவர் மிகப் பெரிய குருவாகவும் ஆனதில் அடிமனதில் பொறாமை இருந்தது. என்னதான் நடக்கப் போகிறது இந்த பள்ளத்தாக்கில் என்று எண்ணினர்.

மூன்றாவது நாள் அவர்கள் வழியை தவற விட்டுவிட்டனர். தூரத்தில் மலைஉச்சியில் ஒரே ஒரு விளக்கு வெளிச்சம் தெரிந்தது. எப்படியோ தட்டுதடுமாறி அந்த விளக்கு வெளிச்சத்தை அடைந்தனர். அது ஒரு வீடு. அங்கே ஒரேஒரு இளம் பெண் இருந்தாள். அவள் இவர்களை பார்த்தவுடன், "எனது தாயும் தந்தையும் வெளியே சென்றவர்கள் இன்னேரம் வந்திருக்க வேண்டும். ஆனால் இதுவரை வரவில்லை. எனக்கு தனியாக இருக்க பயமாக இருந்தது. தெய்வம் அனுப்பிய தூதுவர்கள் போல நீங்கள் வந்து விட்டீர்கள். மிகவும் நன்றி. புத்தர்தான் உங்களை அனுப்பி இருக்க வேண்டும். எனது தாய்தந்தை வரும்வரை நீங்கள் என்னுடன் இருங்கள் எனக்கு பயமாக இருக்கிறது" என்று கேட்டுக் கொண்டாள்.

அடுத்த நாள் காலை இவர்கள் கிளம்ப வேண்டும். ஆனால் இவர்களில் ஒருவர் - அந்த பெண்ணுடன் ஆழமாக காதலில் விழுந்து விட, "இவளுடைய பெற்றோர் வரும்வரை நான் வர முடியாது. அது முறையல்ல. புத்தர் என்னை மன்னிக்கவே மாட்டார். நீங்கள் போகலாம்" என்று கூறி வர மறுத்தார். மூன்றாவது நபரும் விடுபட்டு விட்டார்.

அடுத்த நாள் வழியில் ஒரு கிராமத்தில் இவர்கள் கூட்டத்தில் மாட்டிக் கொண்டனர். அந்த கிராமத்து மக்கள் ஆத்திகர்கள். அவர்கள் புத்தரை நம்புவதில்லை. அந்த கிராமத்தில் இருந்த ஒரு மிகப் பெரிய பண்டிதர் ஒருவர் இவர்களை பார்த்து புத்தர் கூறியது உண்மை என்று நிரூபியுங்கள் என்று சவால் விட்டார்.

அவர்களில் ஒருவர் அந்த சவாலை ஏற்றுக் கொண்டார். மற்றொருவர் "நீ என்ன செய்கிறாய் இதற்கு எவ்வளவு காலம் பிடிக்குமோ யாருக்குத் தெரியும் நாம் செல்ல வேண்டுமே" என்று கேட்டார்.

அதற்கு முதலாமவர், "எனது முழு வாழ்வும் போனாலும் சரி, நான் புத்தரின் சீடன். இந்த மனிதன் புத்தரையும் அவரது கொள்கைகளையும் சவால் விடுகிறான். நான் வரவில்லை, நான் இந்த கிராமத்தை விட்டு வரமுடியாது. நான் இந்த கிராமம் முழுமையையும் மாற்றப் போகிறேன். நீ போகலாம். உண்மையில் அங்கு ஒருவர் மட்டும் தானே தேவை" என்று கூறினார்.

ஒரே ஒருவர் மட்டும் போய் சேர்ந்தார்.

இக்கதையால் வழங்கி வரும் திபெத்திய பழமொழி:-
"நூறுபேர் செல்லலாம், அதில் எப்பொழுதாவது ஒருவன் மட்டுமே அபூர்வமாக அடைய வேண்டிய இடத்தை அடைவான்."

PUT THE GLASS DOWN

AT END OF THE DAY PUT YOUR GLASS DOWN ??
The Professor began his class by holding up a glass with some water in it.
He held it up for all to see & asked the students "How much do you think
this glass weighs?"
'50gms!'..... '100gms!' .....'125gms' ...the students answered.
"I really don't know unless I weigh it," said the professor, "but, my
question is:
What would happen if I held it up like this for a few minutes?"
'Nothing' ...the students said.
'Ok what would happen if I held it up like this for an hour?' the professor
asked.
'Your arm would begin to ache' said one student.
"You're right, now what would happen if I held it for a day?"
"Your arm could go numb; you might have severe muscle stress & paralysis &
have to go to hospital for sure!"
... Ventured another student & all the students laughed "Very good.
But during all this, did the weight of the glass change?" Asked the
professor.
'No'.. Was the answer.
"Then what caused the arm ache & the muscle stress?"
The students were puzzled.
"What should I do now to come out of pain?" asked professor again.
"Put the glass down!" said one of the students "Exactly!" said the
professor.
Life's problems are something like this.
Hold it for a few minutes in your head & they seem OK.
Think of them for a long time & they begin to ache.
Hold it even longer & they begin to paralyze you. You will not be able to do
anything.
It's important to think of the challenges or problems in your life, But EVEN
MORE IMPORTANT is to 'PUT THEM DOWN' at the end of every day before you go
to sleep...
That way, you are not stressed, you wake up every day fresh &strong & can
handle any issue, any challenge that comes your way!
So, when you end your day today, Remember friend to " PUT THE GLASS DOWN"