Thursday, 31 January 2013

why women cry :(

A little boy asked his mother,
"Why are you crying?" "Because
I'm a woman," she told him.
"I don't understand," he said.
His Mom just hugged him and
said, "And you never will." Later the little boy asked his
father, "Why does mother seem
to cry for no reason?" "All women cry for no reason,"
was all his dad could say. The little boy grew up and
became a man, still wondering
why women cry. Finally he put in a call to God.
When God got on the phone, he
asked, "God, why do women cry
so easily?" God said, "When I made the
woman she had to be special. I made her shoulders strong
enough to carry the weight of
the world, yet gentle enough to give
comfort. I gave her an inner strength to
endure childbirth and the
rejection that many times
comes from her children. I gave her a hardness that
allows her to keep going when
everyone else gives up, and
take care of her family through
sickness and fatigue without
complaining. I gave her the sensitivity to
love her children under any and
all circumstances, even when
her child has hurt her very
badly. I gave her strength to carry her
husband through his faults and
fashioned her from his rib to
protect his heart. I gave her wisdom to know
that a good husband never
hurts his wife, but sometimes
tests her strengths and her
resolve to stand beside him
unfalteringly. And finally, I gave her a tear to
shed. This is hers exclusively to
use whenever it is needed." "You see my son," said God,
"the beauty of a woman is not
in the clothes she wears, the
figure that she carries, or the
way she combs her hair. The beauty of a woman must
be seen in her eyes, because
that is the doorway to her heart
- the place where love resides." You now have two choices.
Like this photo and move on
with your life

Wednesday, 9 January 2013

MORAL for your life

There once lived a great
mathematician in a village. He
was often called by the local
king to advice on matters
related to the economy. Once a village headman told
"You may be a great
mathematician who advises
the king on economic matters
but your son does not know the value of gold or silver." The
mathematician called his
son and asked,
"What is more valuable - gold or
"Gold," said the son. "That is correct. Why is it then
that the village headman
makes fun of you, claims you do
not know the value of gold or
asked father. "Every day on my way to
school, the village headman
calls me to his house. There, in
front of all village elders, he
holds out a silver coin in one
hand and a gold coin in other. He asks me to pick up the more
valuable coin. I pick the silver
coin. He laughs, the elders jeer,
and everyone makes fun of me.
And then I go to school."
Said son. "Why don't you pick up the gold
he asked. "The day I pick up the gold coin
the game will stop. They will
stop having fun and I will stop
making money."
son said. Moral:
Sometimes in life, we have to
play the fool because our
seniors and our peers, and
sometimes even our juniors like
it..! That does not mean we lose in the game of life. It just
means allowing others to win
in one arena of the game, while
we win in the other arena of
the game.