BEAUTIFUL BOND OF A FATHER AND DAUGHTER.

BEAUTIFUL BOND OF A FATHER AND DAUGHTER.
BY : AAYUSHI MISHRA


It seems to me that we cannot learn too early in life to repect the privacy  of the individual.
When my daughter began to write her memoirs , at the age of four , I decided that she must have a place to keep them , if only a section of  a buraeu drawer or it has happened , a box with a key . I remembered the agonies of my childhood when my sister discovered I was writing a poems and began to tease me by chanting them in public . I tried desperately to hide the written notebook of poems . No space or place in the house seemed secure at all .

For A WHILE I CARRIED AT AROUND IN THE RIGHT LEG OF MY TROUSERS UNTIL THE ELASTIC BROKE AND THE BOOK FELL OUT AT THE FEET OF ENEMY .

Family is not an important thing. It's everything.

George was a driver and he spend so much time at his work, that he  could hardly have a meal together with his wife and three children. In the evenings he attended classes, seeking to knowledge that one day would help him to find a better paying job. 

George‘s family often complained that he is not spending enough  time with them, but his only answer was „I am doing all this for you, I work hard to provide my family with the best that I can“.

Soon after George had passed his exams, he received a good job offer with a salary, which was significantly higher that he had before. So now George could provide his family with more expensive clothes, some luxury items or vacations in foreign countries. It was like a dream come true, but family still did not get enough attention from George, as he continued to work very hard and often he did not get to see his family for most of the week.

Time passed and George‘s hard work paid off, he was promoted. He decided to relieve his wife from domestic works, so he hired a maid. He also decided that their flat is not big enough for their family and they need a more spacious one. Thus he needed to work even harder and, moreover, he continued his studies, so that he would be promoted again. George worked so hard, that sometimes he even had to spend his Sundays with his clients instead of his wife and children. And again, whenever family asked for his time and complained that they do not spend enough time together, he answered, that he was doing all this only for them.

Some time later George was promoted, so he could buy a spacious house with a beautiful view. On the first Sunday evening at their new home, George told his wife and kids, that now he decided not to take any studies and work not so hard, so that he could spend more time with his beloved family. The very next morning George did not wake up.

purpose of life : HELP

A man was driving his car, when he saw an old lady, stranded on the side of the road. He saw that she needed help. So he stopped his Pontiac near her Mercedes and got out.

He smiled, while he was approaching her, still she was worried, as   nobody had stopped for hours. Moreover, he did not look safe, as his appearance was so poor and shabby. He could see, how frightened she was, so he tried to calm her: „ I‘m here to help you, don‘t worry. My name is Bryan Anderson“.

The tire was flat, so he had to crawl under the car. While changing the tire, he got dirty and his hands were hurt.

When the job was done, she asked how much she owed him for his help. Bryan smiled. He said: „If you really want to pay me back, the next time you see someone, who needs help, give that person the needed assistance. And think of me“.

A the same evening, the lady stopped by a small cafe. That place looked dingy. Then she saw a waitress, nearly eight months pregnant, wiping her wet hear with a towel. The waitress had a sweet friendly smile, although she had spent on her feet the whole day.

The lady wondered, how someone, who has so little,   can be so kind and giving to a strange. Then she remembered Bryan.

The lady had finished her meal and paid with a hundred dollar bill. The waitress went to get change and when she came back, the lady was gone. She left a note on the napkin: „You don‘t own me anything. Somebody once helped me, just like now I‘m helping you. If you really want to pay me back, do not let this chain of love end with you“. The waitress found four more one hundren bills under the napkin.

That night the waitress came home earlier. She was thinking about the lady and the money she left. She was wondering, how the lady could know, how much she and her husband needed it? Especially now, when the baby will soon arrive. She knew, that her husband worried about that, so she was glad to tell him good news. Then she kissed him and whispered „Now everything will be all right. I love you, Bryan Anderson“. 

TWO FRIENDS

Tom and John were two friends. One day they were passing through a dense forest.

John said, “Friend, I am afraid there are wild beasts in this forest. What will we do if a wild beast attacks us?”

“Don’t be afraid, John,” said Tom, “I shall stand by your side if any danger comes. We shall fight together and save ourselves.” Thus talking they went on their journey.

But suddenly they saw a bear coming towards them. Tom at once got up the nearest tree. He did not think what his friend would do.

John did not know how to climb a tree. He had no way of escape. He was helpless.

But soon he took a plan. He fell flat on the ground like a dead man.

The bear came up to John. It smelt his nose, ears and eyes. It took him to be dead and went away.

Then Tom came down from the tree. He said to John, “What did the bear whisper in your ear?”

John said, “The bear told me not to trust a friend who leaves his friend in danger.”

 An insincere and evil friend is more to be feared than a wild beast; as a wild beast can harm your body, but an evil friend can wound your soul.

BEST FRIENDS

Never leave best friends...  :))))

A story tells that two friends were walking through the desert. During some point of the journey they had an argument, and one friend slapped the other one in the face.

The one who got slapped was hurt, but without saying anything, wrote in the sand “Today my best friend slapped me in the face”.

They kept on walking until they found an oasis, where they decided to take a bath. The one who had been slapped got stuck in the mire and started drowning, but the friend saved him. After he recovered from the near drowning, he wrote on a stone “Today my best friend saved my life”.

The friend who had slapped and saved his best friend asked him, “After I hurt you, you wrote in the sand and now, you write on a stone, why?” The other friend replied “When someone hurts us we should write it down in sand where winds of forgiveness can erase it away. But, when someone does something good for us, we must engrave it in stone where no wind can ever erase it.”

Do not value the things you have in your life. 

But value who you have in your life.