Love & Affection

One day, a young boy asked his mom, “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, but that’s okay.”

Later the little boy asked his father, “Why does mom 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 back to him, he asked, “God, why do women cry so easily?”

God answered, “When I made women, I decided she had to be special.

  • I made her shoulders strong enough to carry the weight of the world, yet her arms gentle enough to give comfort.
  • I gave her the inner strength to endure childbirth and the rejection that many times will come, even from her own children.
  • I gave her a hardness that allows her to keep going and take care of her family and friends, even when everyone else gives up, through sickness and fatigue, without complaining.
  • I gave her sensitivity to love her children under any and all circumstances even when her child has hurt her badly. She has the very special power to make a child’s boo-boo feel better and to quell a teenager’s anxieties and fears.
  • I gave her strength to care for her husband, despite faults, and I fashioned her from his rib to protect his heart.
  • I gave her wisdom to know that a good husband never hurts his wife but some times tests her strengths and her resolve to stand beside him unfalteringly.

For all of this hard work, I also gave her a tear to shed, it is her’s to use whenever needed and is her only weakness.”

“When you see her cry, tell her how much u love her and all she does for everyone. And even though she may still cry, you will have made her heart feel good.”

“She is special!”



From the very beginning, girl’s family objected strongly on her dating this guy, saying that it has got to do with family background, & that the girl will have to suffer for the rest of her life if she were to be with him.

Due to family’s pressure, the couple quarreled very often. Though the girl loved the guy deeply, she always asked him: “How deep is your love for me?” As the guy is not good with his words, this often caused the girl to be very upset. With that & the family’s pressure, the girl often vents her anger on him. As for him, he only endured it in silence.

After a couple of years, the guy finally graduated & decided to further his studies overseas. Before leaving, he proposed to the girl:

“I’m not very good with words. But all I know is that I love you. If you allow me, I will take care of you for the rest of my life. As for your family, I’ll try my best to talk them round. Will you marry me?” The girl agreed, & with the guy’s determination, the family finally gave in & agreed to let them get married. So before he left, they got engaged. The girl went out to the working society, whereas the guy was overseas, continuing his studies. They sent their love through emails & phone calls. Though it was hard, but both never thought of giving up.

One day, while the girl was on her way to work, she was knocked down by a car that lost control. when she woke up, she saw her parents beside her bed. She realized that she was badly injured. Seeing her mum crying, she wanted to comfort her. But she realized that all that could come out of her mouth was just a sigh. she had lost her voice….

The doctor says that the impact on her brain has caused her to lose her voice. Listening to her parents’ comfort, but with nothing coming out from her, she broke down. During the stay in hospital, besides silence cry,’s still just silence cry that accompanied her. Upon reaching home, everything seems to be the same. Except for the ringing tone of the phone. Which pierced into her heart every time it rang… She does not wish to let the guy know & not wanting to be a burden to him, she wrote a letter to him saying that she does not wish to wait any longer.

With that, she sent the ring back to him. In return, the guy sent millions & millions of reply, countless of phone calls, all the girl could do, besides crying, is still crying…. The parents decided to move away, hoping that she could eventually forget everything & be happy.

With a new environment, the girl learns sign language & started a new life. Telling her self everyday that she must forget the guy. One day, her friend came & told her that he’s back. She asked her friend not to let him know what happened to her. Since then, there wasn’t anymore news of him.

A year has passed & her friend came with an envelope, containing a invitation card for the guy’s wedding. The girl was shattered. When she opens the letter, she saw her name in it instead. When she was about to ask her friend what’s going on, she saw the guy standing in front of her.

He used sign language to tell her “I’ve spent a year to learn sign language. Just to let you know that I’ve not forgotten our promise. Let me have the chance to be your voice. I Love You.” With that, he slipped the ring back into her finger. The girl finally smiled.


True Love never dies and it doesn’t depends on physical perfection J


There are moments in life

When you miss someone so much that

You just want to pick them from your dreams

And hug them for real!

When the door of happiness closes, another opens;

But often times we look so long at the closed door

that we don’t see the one which has been opened for us.

Don’t go for looks; they can deceive.
Don’t go for wealth; even that fades away.
Go for someone who makes you smile,

Because it takes only a smile to
Make a dark day seem bright.
Find the one that makes your heart smile.

Dream what you want to dream;
Go where you want to go;
Be what you want to be,
Because you have only one life
And one chance to do all the things you wants to do.

May you have enough happiness to make you sweet, enough trials to make you strong,
Enough sorrow to keep you human and
Enough hope to make you happy.

The happiest of people don’t necessarily have the best of everything;
They just make the most of everything that comes along their way.

The brightest future will always be based on a forgotten past;
You can’t go forward in life until you let go of your past failures and heartaches.

When you were born, you were crying and everyone around you was smiling.
Live your life so at the end,
You’re the one who is smiling and everyone around you is crying.

Stay hApPy without hurting sOmeBoDy!

Don’t count the years – count the memories 🙂 🙂 🙂

—by Shantanu Nigam—

10th grade

As I sat there in English class, I stared at the girl next to me. She was my so called ‘best friend’. I stared at her long, silky hair, and wished she was mine. But she didn’t notice me like that, and I knew it. After class, she walked up to me and asked me for the notes she had missed the day before. I handed them to her. She said ‘thanks’ and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don’t want to be just friends, I love her but I’m just too shy, and I don’t know why.

maybe coz I din wanna loose such a good friend like her

11th grade
The phone rang. On the other end, it was her. She was in tears, mumbling on and on about how her love had broke her heart. She asked me to come over because she didn’t want to be alone, so I did. As I sat next to her on the sofa, I stared at her soft eyes, wishing she was mine. After 2 hours, one Drew Barrymore movie, and three bags of chips, she decided to go to sleep. She looked at me, said ‘thanks’ and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don’t want to be just
friends, I love her but I’m just too shy, and I don’t know why.

maybe coz I din wanna loose such a good friend like her

Senior year
The day before valentines day she walked to my locker. “My date is sick” she said,” he’s not gonna go” well, I didn’t have a date, and in 7th grade, we made a promise that if neither of us had dates; we would go together- just as ‘best friends’. So we did. Valentines night, after everything was over, I was standing at her front door step. I stared at her as she smiled at me and stared at me with her crystal eyes. I want her to be mine, but she doesn’t think of me like that, and I know it. Then she said- “I had the best time, thanks!” and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don’t want to be just friends, I love her but I’m just too shy, and I don’t know why. maybe coz I din wanna loose such a good friend like her.

A day passed, then a week, then a month. Before I could blink, it was graduation day. I watched as her perfect body floated like an angle up on stage to get her degree. I wanted her to be mine-but she didn’t notice me like that, and I knew it. Before everyone went home, she came to me in her smock and hat, and cried as i hugged her. Then she lifted her head from my shoulder and said- ‘you’re my best friend, thanks’ and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don’t want to be just friends, I love her but I’m just too shy, and I don’t know why.

maybe coz I din wanna loose such a good friend like her….

……Now I sit in the pews of the church. That girl is getting married now. I watched her say ‘i do’ and drive off to her new life, married to another man. I wanted her to be mine, but she didn’t see me like that, and I knew it. But before she drove away, she came to me and said ‘you came!’. She said ‘thanks ‘ and kissed me on the cheek. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I dont want to be just friends, I love her but I’m just too shy, and I don’t know why.

maybe coz I din wanna loose such a good friend like her

Years passed, I looked down at the coffin of a girl who used to be my ‘best friend’. At the service, they read a diary entry she had wrote in her high school years.
This is what it read: “I stare at him wishing he was mine; but he doesn’t notice me like that, and I know it. I want to tell him, I want him to know that I don’t want to be just friends, I love him but I’m just too shy, and I don’t know why. I wish he would tell me he loved me! ‘I wish I did too…’ I thought to my self, and i cried. !!!



Feel this…………

For those lucky to still be blessed with your Mom, this is beautiful. For those of us who aren’t, this is even more beautiful. For those who are moms, you’ll love this…

The young mother set her foot on the path of life. “Is this the long way?” she asked. And the guide said: “Yes and the way is hard. And you will be old before you reach the end of it. But the end will be better than the beginning.”

But the young mother was happy, and she would not believe that anything could be better than these years. So she played with her children, and gathered flowers for them along the way, and bathed them in the clear streams; and the sun shone on them and the young Mother cried, “Nothing will ever be lovelier than this.”

Then the night came, and the storm, and the path was dark, and the children shook with fear and cold, and the mother drew them close and covered them with her mantle, and the children said, “Mother, we are not afraid, for you are near, and no harm can come.”

And the morning came, and there was a hill ahead, and the children climbed and grew weary, and the mother was weary. But at all times she said to the children,” A little patience and we are there.”
So the children climbed, and when they reached the top they said, “Mother, we would not have done it without you.”

And the mother, when she lay down at night looked up at the stars and said, “This is a better day than the last, for my children have learned fortitude in the face of hardness. Yesterday I gave them courage. Today, I’ve given them strength.”

And the next day came strange clouds which darkened the earth, clouds of war and hate and evil, and the children groped and stumbled, and the mother said: “Look up. Lift your eyes to the light.” And the children looked and saw above the clouds an everlasting glory, and it guided them beyond the darkness. And that night the Mother said,” This is the best day of all, for I have shown my children God.”

And the days went on, and the weeks and the months and the years, and the mother grew old and she was little and bent. But her children were tall and strong, and walked with courage. And when the way was rough, they lifted her, for she was as light as a feather; and at last they came to a hill, and beyond they could see a shining road and golden gates flung wide. And mother said, “I have reached the end of my journey. And now I know the end is better than the beginning, for my children can walk alone, and their children after them.”

And the children said, “You will always walk with us, Mother, even when you have gone through the gates.” And they stood and watched her as she went on alone, and the gates closed after her. And they said: “We cannot see her but she is with us still. A Mother like ours is more than a memory. She is a living presence…….”

Your Mother is always with you…. She’s the whisper of the leaves as you walk down the street; she’s the smell of bleach in your freshly laundered socks; she’s the cool hand on your brow when you’re not well. Your Mother lives inside your laughter. And she’s crystallized in every tear drop. She’s the place you came from, your first home; and she’s the map you follow with every step you take. She’s your first love and your first heartbreak, and nothing on earth can separate you.

Not time, not space… not even death!


A long time ago, before the world was created and humans set foot on it, God had put all the human “qualities” in a separate room. Since all the qualities were bored they decided to play hide & seek.

“Madness” was one of the qualities and he shouted: “I want to count, I want to count!” And since nobody was crazy enough to want to seek “Madness”, all the other qualities agreed.  So “Madness” leaned against a tree and started to  count: “One, two, three…”

As “Madness” counted, the qualities went hiding.

“Treason” hid in a pile of garbage..

“Lie” said that it would hide under a stone, but hid  at the bottom of the lake.

And Madness continued to count “… seventy nine, eighty, eighty one…”

By this time, all the qualities were already hidden-except “Love “.  For stupid as “Love ” is, he could not decide where to hide. And! this should not surprise us, because we all know how difficult it is to hide “Love”.

“Madness”: “…ninety five, ninety six, ninety seven…”

Just when “Madness” got to one hundred………”Love” jumped into a rose bush where he hide.

And Madness turned around and shouted: “I’m coming, I’m coming!”

As Madness turned around, “Laziness” was the first to be found, because “Laziness” was too lazy to hide. “Madness” searched madly and found “Lie” at the bottom of the lake. One by one, Madness found them all – except Love.
Madness was getting desperate, unable to find Love.

Envious of Love, “Envy” whispered to “Madness “: “You only need to find Love, and Love is hiding in the rose bush.”

“Madness” Jumped on the rose bush and he heard loud cry. The thorns in the bush had pierced “Loves” eyes.

Hearing the commotion God came into the room and saw what had happened. He got very angry and cursed “Madness” and said since “Love” has become blind because of u… ..u shall always be with him”

And so it came about that from that day on, Love is blind and is always accompanied by Madness.

By Susan Kutar ( )

“Each day was precious each moment my own. I lived a life in heaven.”

Prayers are not heard. A plea goes unanswered. The pain still remains. Eyes still numb, heart still cold. When will all this heal itself?

I look up into the sky; he is as lonely as I am. My heart is crying I want him to take this pain away. I feel the void I want him to fill in the space. A tiny star peaks out of nowhere and disappears as if to tease me. She kept coming back. I looked at her and with out realizing I burst out loud,” well what u doing all by yourself up there? Aren’t u afraid? Lonely?” It was no fairytale where the star would suddenly change into an angel with wings and a wand in her hand, but what the hell it was worth the try.. I kept smiling cause I had to admit just talking to her felt nice. So I started again,” well I am awfully lonely. I have people who call themselves my friend; I’ve people who call themselves my parents. But then why am I unable to call myself a Friend or a Daughter? Why Do I feel like I don’t belong to them, like they don’t need me? I feel like my presence or absence would make no difference like I am insignificant to them.

Each day I look up into the sky where I was made to believe exist a miracle worker, someone who makes all your wishes come true. I asked him to send me My Angel. Someone who will love me for who I am. Someone who will be with me each waking moment, make me feel real. In whose eyes I’ll see my whole life unfold. Who will Wisk me away from all my trouble.

I was fooled day after day, as my dream (My Angel) never took shape. I stayed up most nights afraid, My Angel might knock on the wrong door (Nobody said that the miracle worker couldn’t make mistakes) I didn’t wanna take the chance. But No one knocked on my door. I still waited looking out of the window all by myself.

It had been four years. My eyes still involuntarily looked up into the sky occasionally (more so out of habit than will now), but I had given up. The star still looked down at me mockingly. But I was tired of playing games. I had made up my mind. The miracle worker was just not interested in me. Oh ya I believed in his existence alright, esply when the dumb third year student got more than me or when a not so good looking girl was seeing this hunk of a guy or when everyone else’s wishes were coming true. So the only logical thing to do was blame your stars and accept ur non existence (come on now even the super power himself was ignoring me. I can take a hint, least when it’s staring at my face). But I silently still wished things to be different.

I was a graduate. 22 yrs old. Most women my age would have been in a real relationship by now, but not me. But who cares, I was all set to die alone, or get married to the next jerk my Dad thought to be the perfect match for me. So when I entered the huge grounds of MIT I was expecting no miracles. I was hoping like always people in that classroom too would not feel my presence. Suddenly a guy walked up to me and whispered a ‘hi” in a husky, quite sexy I might add, voice. I did’nt bother to look around, I knew it wasn’t for me. Remember the miracle worker was on a constant break as far as I was concerned. This time he tapped my shoulder. I looked around. So what maybe he just wanted to borrow the scissor I was holding. He smiled the most angelic smile I had ever seen. So radiant. I could’nt take my eyes off him. My mind repeatedly told me “Susan, he is not real, only your illusion”. I closed my eyes, opened it again, he was still standing there. Now with an amused look. I quickly cleared my throat, whipped up an attitude worse than Queen Elizabeth and said, “hi”. We started talking. I was laughing and giggling (God, so unlike myself). For a brief moment I actually thought that my prayers were answered. But only for a moment (you cant blame me, 4 yrs is a long time to wait.) Maybe my prayers reached the devils nd this was their idea of playing a prank on me (okay, now I am just being silly).

So I stopped thinking and lived in the moment. He was so handsome, funny, right out of a mills and boons novel. But what was he doing with me. Hours added up to days, days to weeks, and weeks to month and then there was the moment I waited for all my life……

I was sitting in the front seat of the car (I was going to say a chariot ride in the moonlit nite, but its too far fetched, so I will stick to reality), ready to leave. It was 11 pm, time for me to rush home. I had worse than Cinderella’s deadline. I opened the door. I said, “Good night, thank you for a lovely evening”, he just went to open his mouth for one of his sleazy comments, Smiling I said to him,” don’t say a thing to ruin this perfect day”. He gave one of Godly smiles and said, “Well I was planning on telling you something,”. I sat back in the car, shut the door and insisted that I wouldn’t leave until he did’nt tell me what was on his mind. He was blushing, at least I thought that. He looked straight into my eyes and said, “you’ve got beautiful eyes”. I couldn’t believe what I heard. Like an idiot, I got of the car thanked him and walked off. Silly me!!!

I reached home and our series of messaging began. Each message made me reveal just how much I loved him and wanted to be with him. I waited for his reply eagerly. At around 11.52 pm and several msgs later, he wrote to me.’ I just gotta say this to you. At first I thought I was only infatuated with you, but today I realized just how much you mean to me’ (okay agreed I ave given you the edited version).

So 24th August 2005, Cinderella (i.e. ME) meets her prince charming (i.e. Anush) at midnight. The miracle worker had worked his charm again. I guess there must have been a problem in transmission. Heaven aint as near as we think it to be. So if you ve made a wish, hold on to it. Someday when you least expect it, the miracle worker will work. Remember He(GOD) keep watching us, we cannot keep a watch on Him. When I gave up keeping an eye on Him or checking up on Him, He heard me. I am still living happily ever after with My Angel.

—-by Susan Kutar—-



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