le véritable amour ne dure éternellement.

It was approximately 8.30 a.m. on a busy morning when an elderly gentleman in his eighties arrived to have stitches removed from his thumb. He stated that he was in a hurry as he had an appointment at 9.00 a.m.

I took his vital signs and had him take a seat. I knew it would take more than an hour before someone would to able to attend to him. I saw him check his watch anxi...ously for the time and decided to evaluate his wound since I was not busy with another patient.

On examination, the wound was well healed. Hence, I talked to one of the doctors to get the supplies to remove his sutures and redress his wound.

We began to engage in a conversation while I was taking care of his wound. I asked him if he had another doctor's appointment later as he was in such a hurry. The gentleman told me no and said that he needed to go to the nursing home to have breakfast with his wife.

I inquired about her health. He told me that she had been in the nursing home for a while as she was a victim of Alzheimer's disease. I probed further and asked if she would be upset if he was slightly late. He replied that she no longer knew who he was and she had not been able to recognize him since five years ago.
I asked him in surprise, "And you still go every morning, even though she doesn't know who you are?"
He smiled as he patted my hand and said, "She doesn't know me, but I still know who she is."

I had to hold back my tears as he left.
I had goose bumps on my arm, and I thought, "That is the kind of love I want in my life."

True love is neither physical nor romantic. True love is an acceptance of all that is, has been, will be, and will not be..

SOMEONE TO UNDERSTAND.................

A farmer had some puppies he needed to sell. He painted a sign advertising the pups and set about Nailing it to a post on the edge of his yard. As he was driving the last nail into the post, he Felt a tug on his overalls. He looked down into the Eyes of a little boy.
Mister," he said, "I want to buy one of your puppies."
"Well," said the farmer, as he rubbed the sweat off the back of his neck, "these puppies come from fine parents and cost a good deal of money."
The boy dropped his head for a moment. Then reaching deep into his pocket, he pulled out a handful of change and held it up to the farmer. "I've got thirty-nine cents. Is that enough to take a look?"
"Sure," said the farmer.
And with that he let out a whistle,"Here,Dolly!" he called.
Out from the doghouse and down the ramp ran Dolly followed by four little balls of fur. The little boy pressed his face against the chain link fence. His eyes danced with delight.
As the dogs made their way to the fence, the little boy noticed something else stirring inside the doghouse. Slowly another little ball appeared; this One noticeably smaller. Down the ramp it slid. Then in a somewhat awkward manner the little pup began hobbling toward the others, doing its best to catch up....
"I want that one," the little boy said, pointing to the runt.
The farmer knelt down at the boy's side and said, "Son, you don't want that puppy. He will never be able to run and play with you like these other dogs would."
With that the little boy stepped back from the fence, reached down, and began rolling up one leg of his trousers. In doing so he revealed a steel brace running down both sides of his leg attaching itself To a specially made shoe. Looking back up at the farmer, he said, "You see sir, I don't run too well myself, and he will need Someone who understands."
The world is full of people who need someone who understands.

ITS TIME TO BRING BACK THE SPARK.........

Married / Committed 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 own ate quietly. Again I observed the hurt in her eyes.

Suddenly I didn't know to open my mouth. but I had to let her know what I was thinking. I want 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 thew away the spoon 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 happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer; she had lost my heart to JANE. I didn't. I didn't love her any more.

With a deep sense of guilt I drafted a divorce Agreement which states that she could own the house, our car and 30% stake in my company. She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. The women who had spent 10 years of her life with me had become a stranger. I felt sorry with her wasted time, resources and energy but I could not take back what I had said for I loved Jane so deeply. Finally she cried out in front of me , which I had already expected to see. To me her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for a 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 divorce conditions: 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 requested that 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 her out on the first day, we both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, daddy is 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 much more 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 taken its 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 dresses but 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. I held 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 from the 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….



ALL THOSE READING THIS PLEASE FIND TIME FOR YOUR LOVED ONCE AND GIVE YOUR RELATIONSHIPS A SECOND CHANCE AND BRING BACK THE SPICE IN IT...........

AT TIMES HELPING OTHERS CAN CAUSE YOU INTO TROUBLES

Often we get into a situation which is a decision time its hard to decide what to choose thing which is important for us of what is ethically needed..
It was 8th Dec 2011 cold winter morning and as per my daily schedule at 8:00 morning, the usual timings to run for CA Finals Financial Management classes at Nahata, as my home is 8kms away from this place I need to leave home a bit soon but I get late always..... We have a very strict faculty for FM short for the big subject financial management as it is CA final course we need to be punctual it is one of the most difficult courses having only 2% result, so its important to attend a 2 hr basics lecture of a new chapter and our sir doesn't let us get inside even if you are 5 mins late for the class and if you do so you have to attend the whole lecture standing in the class room, or if his mood is not well he might expel you from the class for 3 days....
The same day while driving on my activa from Shastri Bridge from Regal Square to Nahata 2 people on puslar crashed with a cycle rider and a dudhwala on great speed to a light pole on right....
All there was a group of people standing on a pantapri watching the scene, a few injured people shouting on one another laying on road and I passing by the side with a friend on back seat....
I was in a delema to pass by or to stop for help and my friend repled from back come lets see what happened I just took a u turn and saw other class mates moving ahead on there veichels to the class and as we reached there they all had already got up and were shouting like hell on each other as we went near they started shouting on us too that "don't we both girls have any other work to do"....
After moving from there we reached the class 13 min  exactly as my cell says and we both were the addition to the other 22 others who were already there and we were standing in a corner in front of other 450 students in the class.....
At the end all I understood was that I was guilty that I didn't made the first move to rescue the injured but my friend did and my friend was regretting  that why did she made that move which gave us all that ambaressment......
Is it that bad to help people that they start shouting at you...........

JUST A BEGINNING

Its my first post today. It's all about a few small things which affect our life in a deeper sense and we don't pay attention to. Its about those thing which affects causes a change but still are neglected. sometime its just a thing which makes or break people now this blog will feature some incidences from my life and from of those who are close to me in order that they get to know that they are missing out..... 
I would share all that what my keyboard wants to talk...
To keep my readers interest this blog will preview some short stories from life of those who are around me or have sometime met in life but seeing the same situation with a new sight.


VISHU :):)