Posts Tagged ‘fun’

An Beautiful Love Story…

Tuesday, March 24th, 2009
An amazing Love Story………!!! 

He met her on a party. She was so outstanding, many guys chasing after 

her, while he so normal, nobody paid attention to him. At the end of the 

party, he invited her to have coffee with him, she was surprised, but 

due to being polite, she promised. They sat in a nice coffee shop, he was 

too nervous to say anything, she felt uncomfortable, she thought, please, 

let me go home…. suddenly he asked the waiter. “would you please give me 

some salt? I’d like to put it in my coffee.” 

everybody stared at him, so strange! His face turned red, but still, he 

put the salt in his coffee and drank it. She asked him curiously; why 

you have this hobby? He replied: “when I was a little boy, I was living near 

the sea, I like playing in the sea, I could feel the taste of the sea, 

just like the taste of the salty coffee. Now every time I have the salty 

coffee, I always think of my childhood, think of my hometown, I miss my 

hometown so much, I miss my parents who are still living there”. While 

saying that tears filled his eyes. She was deeply touched. 

That’s his true feeling, from the bottom of his heart. A man who can 

tell out his homesickness, he must be a man who loves home, cares about home, 

as responsibility of home. Then she also started to speak, spoke about 

her faraway hometown, her childhood, her family. That was a really nice 

talk, also a beautiful beginning of their story. 

they continued to date. She found that actually he was a man who meets 

all her demands; he had tolerance, was kind hearted, warm, careful. He was 

such a good person but she almost missed him! Thanks to his salty 

coffee! 
then the story was just like every beautiful love story , the princess 

married to the prince, then they were living the happy life… And, 

every time she made coffee for him, she put some salt in the coffee e, as she 

knew that’s the way he liked it. 

After 40 years, he passed away, left her a letter which said: “My 

dearest, 
please forgive me, forgive my whole life lie. This was the only lie I 

said 

to you—the salty coffee. Remember the first time we dated? I was so 

nervous at that time, actually I wanted some sugar, but I said salt It 

was 

hard for me to change so I just went ahead.I never thought that could be 

the start of our communication! I tried to tell you the truth many times 

in my life, but I was too afraid to do that, as I have promised not to 

lie 

to you for anything.. 

Now I’m dying, I afraid of nothing so I tell you the truth: I don’t like 

the salty coffee, what a strange bad taste.. But I have had the salty 

coffee for my whole life! Since I knew you, I never feel sorry for 

anything I do for you. Having you with me is my biggest happiness for my 

whole life. If I can live for the second time, still want to know you 

and 

have you for my whole life,even though I have to drink the salty coffee 

again”. 

Her tears made the letter totally wet.Someday, someone asked her: what’s 

the taste of salty coffee? 

It’s sweet. She replied. 

Love is not 2 forget but 2 forgive, not 2 c but 2 understand, not 2 hear 

but 2 listen, not 2 let go but 2 HOLD ON !!!! 

Don’t ever leave the one you love for the one you like, because the one 

you like will leave you for the one they love. 

Find a guy, who calls you beautiful instead of hot. 

Who calls you back when you hang up on him.

Who will stay awake just to watch you sleep. 

Wait for the guy who kisses your forehead. 

Who wants to show you off to the world when you are in your sweats. 

Who holds your hand in front of his friends. 

Wait for the one who is constantly reminding you of how much he 

cares about you and how lucky he is to have you. 

Wait for the one who turns to his friends and says, “…that’s 

her.” 

Very Shocking…

Monday, March 23rd, 2009

This is a real story of a young college girl who passed away last month in
Chandigarh. Her name was Priya. She was hit by a truck.

She was working in a call center. She had a boy friend named Shankar.
Both of them were true lovers. They always talked on the phone.
You used to be never found without her without handphone. In fact she also
changed her cell connection from
Airtel to Hutch, so that both of them can
be on the same network, and save on the cost.

She used to spend half of the day talking with shankar.
Priya’s family knew about their relationship.. Shankar was very close to
Priya’s family as well. (Just
imagine their
love) . Before she passed away she always told her friends ‘If I pass away
please burn me with my handphone’ she also said the same thing to her
parents.

After her death, people cudnt carry her body, A lot of them tried to do so

but still cant everybody had tried to carry the body, the results were the
same. Eventually, they called a person known to one of their neighbours, who
can speak with the soul of dead person and who was a friend of her father.

He took a stick and
started speaking to himself slowly.

After a few minutes, he said ‘this girl misses something here.’ Then her
friends told that person about her intentions to burn her with her phone.
He then opened the grave box and place her phone and sim card inside the
casket. After that they tried to carry the body. It was then moved easily
and they then carried her into the van.

All of us were shocked. Priya’s parents did not inform Shankar that Priya
had passed away..

After 2 weeks Shankar
called Priya’s mom……

Shankar :….’Aunty, I’m coming home today. Cook something nice for me.
Don’t tell Priya that I’m coming home today, I wanna surprise her.’
Her mother replied….. ‘You come home first, I wanna tell you something
very
important.’

After he came, they told him the truth about Priya.
Shankar thinks
that they were playing a fool. He was laughing and said ‘don’t try to fool
me – tell Priya to come out, i have a gift for her.. Please stop this
nonsense’.

Then they show him the original death certificate to him.
They gave him proof to make him believe. (Shankar started to sweat) He
said… ‘Its not true. We spoke yesterday… She still calls me.
Shankar was shaking.

Suddenly, Shankar’s phone rang. ’see this is from Priya, see this….’
he showed the phone to priya’s family. all of them told him to answer. he
talked using the loudspeaker mode.

All of them heard his conversation.

Loud and clear, no cross lines, no humming.

It is the actual voice of Priya & there is no way others could use her sim
card since it is nailed inside the grave box

They were so shocked and asked
for the same person’s
(who can speak with the soul of deal persons) help again. He brought his
master to solve this matter.

He & his master

worked for 5 hours.

Then they discovered one thing which really shocked them….

Vodafone has the best coverage.

‘Where ever you go, our network follows!!!’

Don’t shout at me I am also looking for the person who has sent me this
mail….so what
you can do…you should also forward this mail to all your
nears and dears…and enjoy…like i enjoyed. HAHAHAHAHA….

Smile a Bit

Monday, March 23rd, 2009

 

Ramankutty Nair, a middle aged Indian immigrant in Dallas, Texas bought a brand new convertible Porsche. He took off down the road and pushed it up to 160 MPH and was enjoying the wind blowing through his (thinning) hair.

 

“This is great,” he thought and accelerated to an even higher speed. But when he eventually looked in his rear-view mirror there was a Ford Crown Victoria Police Car behind him, blue lights flashing.

 

“I can get away from him with no problem” thought the man and he floored it some more, and flew down the road at over 210 km/ hr to escape being stopped.

 

Then he thought, what the hell am I doing? “I’m too old for this kind of thing” and pulled over to the side of the road, and waited for the Police car to catch up with him.

 

The Policeman pulled in behind the Porsche and walked up on the driver’s side.

 

“Sir, my Shift ends in five minutes and today is Wednesday 22 November a day before Thanksgiving ” If you can give me a good reason that I’ve never heard before as to why you were speeding, I’ll let you go.”

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The man looked back at the Policeman and said, “Last week my wife, who is from Kerala ran off with an American Policeman and I thought you were bringing her back”.

 

The Policeman said, “Have a nice day, sir”