Stories

A Story of Friendship

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A story tells that two friends were walking
through the desert. During some
point of the journey they had an argument, and
one friend slapped the other one in the face.The one who got slapped was hurt,
but without saying anything, wrote in the sand:
TODAY MY BEST FRIEND
SLAPPED ME IN THE FACE. Read the rest of this entry »

Love is a Fallacy : Max Shulman

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I have read this story some years ago and still i love to read it from time to time. It is nice to read and it has given some interesting logics. Many of you may have read this and who don’t have, i hope you do not miss the chance. Read it sincerely you will be refreshed. In my case, i have to read it more than 3 times to get properly understood. But, till today i have read it a lots of time. Hope you will be enjoyed.

Cool was I and logical. Keen, calculating, perspicacious, acute and astute—I was all of these. My brain was as powerful as a dynamo, precise as a chemist’s scales, as penetrating as a scalpel. And—think of it!—I only eighteen.

It is not often that one so young has such a giant intellect. Take, for example, Petey Bellows, my roommate at the university. Same age, same background, but dumb as an ox. A nice enough fellow, you understand, but nothing upstairs. Emotional type. Unstable. Impressionable. Worst of all, a faddist. Fads, I submit, are the very negation of reason. To be swept up in every new craze that comes along, to surrender oneself to idiocy just because everybody else is doing it—this, to me, is the acme of mindlessness. Not, however, to Petey. Read the rest of this entry »

The Rose – Author Unknown

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John Blanchard stood up from the bench, straightened his Army uniform, and studied the crowd of people making their way through Grand Central Station. He looked for the girl whose heart he knew, but whose face he didn’t, the girl with the rose. His interest in her had begun thirteen months before in a Florida library. Taking a book off the shelf he found himself intrigued, not with the words of the book, but with the notes penciled in the margin. The soft handwriting reflected a thoughtful soul and insightful mind. In the front of the book, he discovered the previous owner’s name, Miss Hollis Maynell. With time and effort he located her address. She lived in New York City. He wrote her a letter introducing himself and inviting her to correspond. Read the rest of this entry »

Life and Struggle-Author Unknown

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A man found a cocoon of an emperor moth. He took it home so that he could watch the moth come out of the cocoon.

On the day a small opening appeared, he sat and watched the moth for several hours as the moth struggled to force the body through that little hole. Then it seemed to stop making any progress. It appeared as if it had gotten as far as it could and it could go no farther. It just seemed to be stuck. Read the rest of this entry »

Wealth, Success and Love

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Always keep in mind this story.

Once upon a time three friends, Wealth, Success and Love were walked out for visiting the most rural and undeveloped area of the world to know about the status of there people and to help them whatever they could. They walked and walked and walked continue for several months crossing lots of terrible forests, big rivers, strange mountains etc. Finally, they become tired and thought to have a rest around there somewhere. They looked for somebody, but couldn’t find. They started to search village. At last, they became able to find a house in that very strange place. They decided to ask for help in that house. They moved forward to the house. While reaching close to the house, they felt that might be the first house to which they could help. They knocked the door.

In that house there used to live an old couple around 60s. They surprised and very much afraid of the sounds of knocking on their door because that was the only one house around 50 kilometers square area from their house. There used to live no any single person besides them. It had become a long time they hadn’t met any human being. With strong courage, the old man opened the door and wondered seeing three very cute and handsome persons in front of him. He became very much happy and started to ask about them. Those three persons told the old man that they had come there to help them. But they gave only one choice to that couple whether they wanted to keep wealth or success or love, they could only keep a single person.

That old couple went inside to discuss between themselves. At first the husband decided to keep wealth. He thought that they were in that conditions lack of wealth. But at the same time the wife thought that they had to keep success. If we were success in life we shouldn’t have to face such types of difficulties. They discussed a lot but couldn’t come in conclusion. At last, they came out and request to have love at one voice.

By hearing so, those three persons became very much happy and all entered to that house. The couple was very much surprised. They have given only one choice but why all three persons were entered ? They asked about it to those three persons. The wealth and success replied: “If you had requested to keep only wealth or success, then only a single wealth or success would have come to your house but you had requested to have love. Wherever Love goes, we go with him. We can’t live satisfactorily without him. So, now we three are with you”.

Love and Time

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I like this story very much so i posted here. I hope that you will also enjoy it and compelled to think about it once a time.

Once upon a time, there was an island where all the feelings lived: Happiness, Sadness, Knowledge, and all of the others, including Love. One day it was announced to the feelings that the island would sink, so all constructed boats and left. Except for Love.

Love was the only one who stayed. Love wanted to hold out until the last possible moment.

When the island had almost sunk, Love decided to ask for help.

Richness was passing by Love in a grand boat. Love said,
“Richness, can you take me with you?”
Richness answered, “No, I can’t. There is a lot of gold and silver in my boat. There is no place here for you.”

Love decided to ask Vanity who was also passing by in a beautiful vessel. “Vanity, please help me!”
“I can’t help you, Love. You are all wet and might damage my boat,” Vanity answered.

Sadness was close by so Love asked, “Sadness, let me go with you.”
“Oh . . . Love, I am so sad that I need to be by myself!”

Happiness passed by Love, too, but she was so happy that she did not even hear when Love called her.

Suddenly, there was a voice, “Come, Love, I will take you.” It was an elder. So blessed and overjoyed, Love even forgot to ask the elder where they were going. When they arrived at dry land, the elder went her own way. Realizing how much was owed the elder,

Love asked Knowledge, another elder, “Who Helped me?”
“It was Time,” Knowledge answered.
“Time?” asked Love. “But why did Time help me?”
Knowledge smiled with deep wisdom and answered, “Because only Time is capable of understanding how valuable Love is.”

A story of love

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A man sits alone, tending a campfire, and he knows that as long as he tends this campfire, it will keep him warm and his life will not go cold. To his left is a pile of wood, and each day he takes what he needs from the pile, knowing that only a little a day will last him a lifetime.

One day, whilst sitting at his fire, he sees a woman walking by, and knowing how cold she must be without a fire of her own, he invites her to sit for a while, and share his warmth.
The woman sits, and helps him tend his fire. The woman stays for many years and the fire burns twice as brightly. However, now that there are two people to keep warm the wood is used up, and the fire starts to die.

Then, just as the fire is about to go out, along comes a man, who sees the dying embers. “I have something here that will solve your problem,” the man says. And gives them a book called “How to keep your fire burning”, full of bright shiny pages. So each day the couple tore out one page from the book and placed it on the embers. Although the fire did not burn as brightly as before, it did not die completely.

Finally, after a few months, no pages remained and one morning the fire went out.
The woman, seeing there was no more warmth to be had from the fire, left.

A man sits alone.