Think twice b4 u react

Got this mail…read and realized what it meant...and how we ruin things…I don’t know how many ppl will understand it at this point of time….the story goes like this…

A girl in love asked her boyfriend.
Girl: Tell me... whom do you love most in this world?
Boy: You, of course!
Girl: In your heart, what am I to you?
Boy: The boy thought for a moment and looked intently in her eyes and said, "You are my rib.

In the Bible, it was said that God saw that Adam was lonely, during his sleep; God took one of Adam’s rib and created Eve. Every man has been searching for his missing rib, only when you find the woman of your life; you'll no longer feel the lingering ache in your heart."

After their wedding, the couple had a sweet and happy life for a while. However, the youthful couple began to drift apart due to the busy schedule of life and the never-ending worries of daily problems. Their life became mundane. All the challenges posed by the harsh realities oflife began to gnaw away their dreams and love for each other. The couple began to have more quarrels and each quarrel became more heated.

One day, after the quarrel, the girl ran out of the house. At the opposite side of the road, she shouted, "You don’t love me!" The boy hated her childishness and out of impulse, retorted, "Maybe, it was a mistake for us to be together! You were never my missing rib!"

Suddenly, she turned quiet and stood there for a long while.... He regretted what he said but words spoken are like thrown away water; you can never take it back. With tears, she went home to pack her things and was determined in breaking-up.

Before she left the house, "If I'm really not your missing rib, please let me go..... She continued, "It is less painful this way...let us go on our separate ways and search for our own partners..."

Five years went by.... He never remarried but he had tried to find out about her life indirectly... She had left the country and back.... She had married a foreigner and divorced... He felt anguished that she never waited for him. In the dark and lonely night, he lit his cigaretteand felt the lingering ache in his heart. He couldn’t bring himself to admit that he was missing her.

One day, they finally met.... At the airport, a place where there were many reunions and good-byes.... He was going away on a business trip. She was standing there alone, with just the security door separating them. She smiled at him gently.

Boy: How are you?
Girl: I'm fine. How about you... Have you found your missing rib?
Boy: No.
Girl: I'll be flying to New York in the next flight.
Boy: I'll be back in 2 weeks time. Give me a call when you are back...You know my number... Nothing has changed.

With a smile, she turned around and waved good-bye. "Good-bye."

One week later, he heard of her death. She had perished in New York. In the eventthat shocked the world.

Midnight... Once again, he lit his cigarette... And like before, he felt the lingering ache in his heart.... He finally knew, she was the missing rib that he had carelessly broken.

Sometimes, people say things out of moments of fury... Most often than not, the outcome could be disastrous and detrimental.... We vent our frustrations 99% at our loved ones.... And eventhough we know that we ought to "think twice and act wisely", it's often easier said than done. Things happen each day, many of which are beyond our control. Let us treasure every moment and everyone in our lives. Tomorrow may never come; give and accept what you have today.

Hope you all find your right missing ribs and have a wonderful and peace life!!!

Mumbai Matinee

A week back I was full of frustration with everything happening in my life. I sounded dull to my boss even I guess…he found me loosing track and told me that he wud like to meet me…I flew down to Mumbai in the morning met him presented my report. After the meeting was over I called up a friend of mine in mumbai and he took me to Bandra…before he came I was thru with my shopping. We sat at a sea shore..weather was pleasant in mumbai and as usual it was raining at irregular intervals. Thankfully he had got a jacket for me. Then after gng to Bandstand I realized that what Mumbai was and wat openness was ;) I saw mandira bedi jogging there and she was no better than any ordinary looking girl. Sorry guys but that’s the truth!!! She is hopless (not out of jealousy).

Had the famous vada pav even after my friend requested not to have it as its rainy season and not good to eat from outside vendors. These things affects health..but like a stubborn I said “ if u want me to eat something in ur city get me vada paav..or let me starve…” poor buddy had to get me vada paav..i love it..reminded me of my stay in mumbai 3 yrs back…finally he dropped me back to airport the at 8.00. Boarded the flight..vow I shld say thanks to Mallaya for such a nice aircraft…the TV channels, radios..and what not…it was fun to be on the flight and best part was that flight had me only as a passenger rest of the girls were candidates for the airhostess interview and were sponsored by the airline.

Next to me sat a guy, who was the manager of training in Kingfisher…not more than 30 but definitely decent looking guy. Poor chap did just one mistake. Asked me the feedback for the travel in kingfisher…I gave an honest feedback..no no I am not gng to let u down by saying that it was not a good aircraft..it was indeed…one must travel in it for once..i m sure u will like the technology.

The trip just had one flaw in it. I flew in the morning and came back the same day. While coming back I realized how hectic my day was and how tired I felt while returning. What I got for delhites was what ppl asked me..and my answer was “Rains”. The strange thing..i m missing mumbai along with bangalore. :(

I found the city good…I always find mumbai nice…

i guess i am in love again

First time in my life i holded a 1 day old baby. My cousin delivered a baby boy and i saw him on the second day. He is sooo cute. he is so small...i was scared to lift him. Everyone in the family knew that i had never seen a new born baby, so they told me to be careful while handling. My didi gave the baby in my hands. His head comes in my palm. his skin so soft, his eyes mostly closed and when ever he tries to open them only one gets opened properly feels like he is winking...he is damn cute. When he yawns he looks cute...i kissed him so many time on his forhead that he is bugged...yesterday he spoiled my clothes with that hot liquid..grrrrrrr :( i scolded him..he smiled...very naughty...I used to go to my cousins place on every sunday..but now i am crazy abt this little boy. every alternate day i go and play with him...