True Love Story : Ganesh & Geetha

I am geetha.I would like to share a story of my best friend named Ganesh(27 yrs). He had a account in some chat website(I don’t know the site name and now its no more). He got a new friend named karishma. She is a christian. Their chats just started as friends. As time moved on they started to share everything and their relationship bloomed up. Ganesh loved to share everything with karishma. He had never seen her,not even in a photograph. Naturally, like all guys he too wanted to meet the girl to whom he was talking.
Ganesh affection towards karishma moved a step forward to love. He had never said to karishma that he loved her. They both lived in Coimbatore and never had a chance to meet before.
Now he had got a chance to meet her. It was Christmas. She called Ganesh and asked him to come to her home. She asked a book to him. So,he got that book and went to her house. He was very much excited to meet his girl. And now, that time came( the time he waited for so long). He met her, she was not that beautiful as he thought. Even then he loved her madly. He thought beauty is not a important thing in life. So it was not at all a problem for him. He had a feel that karishma is completely for him.
Minutes moved….hours moved….months moved….but Ganesh love towards Karishma remains the same. They have not proposed to each other. But the way they speak to each other was like lovers and that was very obvious. He got all his courage and proposed to her. But she refused in response. The reason she said was that he was Hindu and she is a christian.
Then he was completely broken down into pieces. And he also had a thought to touch alcohol which he had never touched before. Thank god he had not tried it. Now the silence in his heart was terribly hard for him to take. He could not get off that silence easily, since it was his first love. He could not forget about her thoughts. He dropped tears everyday in her name. He was trying hard to forget about her.
Still now she used to call amd talk to him. She used to say that we are only friends. He could not refuse her calls nor talk to her freely. Later,she proposed to him. But, he was not ready to accept it because he had no love towards karishma and was in love with me(Geetha).
I’m really very happy that he had shared this with me. I do t know how many guys will say the truth to there partners.

I’m really very lucky to have Ganesh in my life. I’m the happiest person in this world because I’m having a best person by my side.
Actually I must thank karishma for saying no to my dear friend. Otherwise, He would have not entered into my life and shown this wonderful colors.
Thank you karishma…


The Love Story

A Girlfriend Gave A Challenge To Her Boyfriend To Live A Day With out Her. No Communication At All And Said If He Passed it, She’ll Love Him Forever… The Boyfriend Agreed.he Never Texted Her Nor Called His Girlfriend For The Whole Day Without Knowing That His Girlfriend Has 24 Hours Left Because Of A Cancer… After a Day, He Excitedly Went To His Girlfriend ,’i Did It Baby’…. But Tears Fell As He Saw His Girlfriend Lying In A Coffin With A Note ‘You Did It Baby, Now Please Do It Every Day I Love You’….

Think Before You Speak

A 24 Year Boy Seeing Out From The Train Window, Shouted,
“Dad, Look The Trees Are Going Behind!”

Dad Smiled And A Young Couple
Sitting Nearby,
Looked At The 24 Year Old`s

Child’s Behaviour With Pity.

Suddenly He Again Exclaimed
“Dad, Look The Clouds Are
Running With Us!”

The Couple Couldn’t Resist
And Said To The Old Man,
“Why Dont You Take Ur Son
2 A Good Doctor?”

Old Man Smiled And Said
“I Did & We Are Just Coming
From The Hospital, My Son
Was Blind From Birth,
He Just Got His Eyes Today” 🙂

Its The Happiest Day Of His Life ?

Moral – Think Before U Speak. Many Times
Things Wont Be The Same Dat U See 🙂

Mother’s Unconditional Love, and son’s hatred toward her

My mom only had one eye. I hated her… she was such an embarrassment. My mom ran a small shop at a flea market. She collected little weeds and such to sell… anything for the money we needed she was such an embarrassment. There was this one day during elementary school.

I remember that it was field day, and my mom came. I was so embarrassed. How could she do this to me? I threw her a hateful look and ran out. The next day at school… “Your mom only has one eye?!” and they taunted me.

I wished that my mom would just disappear from this world so I said to my mom, “Mom, why don’t you have the other eye?! You’re only going to make me a laughingstock. Why don’t you just die?” My mom did not respond. I guess I felt a little bad, but at the same time, it felt good to think that I had said what I’d wanted to say all this time. Maybe it was because my mom hadn’t punished me, but I didn’t think that I had hurt her feelings very badly.

That night… I woke up, and went to the kitchen to get a glass of water. My mom was crying there, so quietly, as if she was afraid that she might wake me. I took a look at her, and then turned away. Because of the thing I had said to her earlier, there was something pinching at me in the corner of my heart. Even so, I hated my mother who was crying out of her one eye. So I told myself that I would grow up and become successful, because I hated my one-eyed mom and our desperate poverty.

Then I studied really hard. I left my mother and came to Seoul and studied, and got accepted in the Seoul University with all the confidence I had. Then, I got married. I bought a house of my own. Then I had kids, too. Now I’m living happily as a successful man. I like it here because it’s a place that doesn’t remind me of my mom.

This happiness was getting bigger and bigger, when someone unexpected came to see me “What?! Who’s this?!” It was my mother… Still with her one eye. It felt as if the whole sky was falling apart on me. My little girl ran away, scared of my mom’s eye.

And I asked her, “Who are you? I don’t know you!!” as if I tried to make that real. I screamed at her “How dare you come to my house and scare my daughter! Get out of here now!!” And to this, my mother quietly answered, “oh, I’m so sorry. I may have gotten the wrong address,” and she disappeared. Thank goodness… she doesn’t recognize me. I was quite relieved. I told myself that I wasn’t going to care, or think about this for the rest of my life.

Then a wave of relief came upon me… one day, a letter regarding a school reunion came to my house. I lied to my wife saying that I was going on a business trip. After the reunion, I went down to the old shack, that I used to call a house…just out of curiosity there, I found my mother fallen on the cold ground. But I did not shed a single tear. She had a piece of paper in her hand…. it was a letter to me.

She wrote:

My son, 

I think my life has been long enough now. And… I won’t visit Seoul anymore… but would it be too much to ask if I wanted you to come visit me once in a while? 

I miss you so much. And I was so glad when I heard you were coming for the reunion. But I decided not to go to the school…. For you… I’m sorry that I only have one eye, and I was an embarrassment for you. 

You see, when you were very little, you got into an accident, and lost your eye. 

As a mother, I couldn’t stand watching you having to grow up with only one eye… so I gave you mine… I was so proud of my son that was seeing a whole new world for me, in my place, with that eye. I was never upset at you for anything you did. 

The couple times that you were angry with me. I thought to myself, ‘it’s because he loves me.’ I miss the times when you were still young around me. I miss you so much. 

I love you. You mean the world to me.

My World Shattered.  I hated the person who only lived for me .   I cried for My Mother, I didn’t know of any way that will make up for my worst deeds…

Never Ever hate anyone for their disabilities.  Never disrespect your parents, don’t ignore and under estimate their sacrifices.  They give us life, they raise us better than they had been, they give and keep trying to give better than they ever had.

 They never wish unwell for their kids even in their wildest dreams.  They always try showing right path and being motivator.  Parents give up all for kids, forgive all mistakes made by kids.

There is no way to repay what they done for kids, all we can do is try giving what they need and it is just time, love and respect.

Parents are not important thing; They are everything

Once upon a time, there lived a big mango tree. A little boy loved to come and play around it everyday. He climbed to the tree top, ate the mangoes, took a nap under the shadow… He loved the tree and the tree loved to play with him. Time went by, The little boy grew, and he no longer played around the tree.

One day, the boy came back to the tree with a sad look on his face. “Come and play with me,” the tree asked the boy. “I am no longer a kid, I don’t play around trees anymore.” The boy replied, “I want toys. I need money to buy them.” “Sorry, I don’t have money… but you can pick all my mangoes and sell them so you will have money.” The boy was so excited. He picked all the mangoes on the tree and left happily. The boy didn’t come back. The tree was sad.

One day, the boy grown into a man returned. The tree was so excited. “Come and play with me,” the tree said. “I don’t have time to play. I have to work for my family. We need a house for shelter. Can you help me?” “Sorry, I don’t have a house, but you can chop off my branches to build your house.” So the man cut all the branches off the tree and left happily. The tree was glad to see him happy but the boy didn’t come back afterward. The tree was again lonely and sad.

One hot summer day, the man returned and the tree was delighted. “Come and play with me!” The tree said. “I am sad and getting old. I want to go sailing to relax myself. Can you give me a boat?” “Use my trunk to build your boat. You can sail far away and be happy.” So the man cut the tree trunk to make a boat. He went sailing and didn’t come back for a long time.

Finally, the man returned after he had been gone for so many years. “Sorry, my boy, but I don’t have anything for you anymore. No more mangoes to give you.” The tree said. “I don’t have teeth to bite,” the man replied. “No more trunk for you to climb on.” “I am too old for that now,” the man said.

“I really can’t give you anything, the only thing left is my dying roots,” the tree said with sadness. “I don’t need much now, just a place to rest. I am tired after all these years,” the man replied. “Good! Old tree roots are the best place to lean on and rest. Come sit down with me and rest.” The boy sat down and the tree was glad and smiled.

The tree in the story represents our parents. When we are young, we love to play with them. When we grow up, we leave them and only come back when we need help. Parents sacrifice their lives for us. Never Forget their sacrifices. Give them Love and Care before its too late