My Friendship

A Day's Wait " is deceptively simple. A young boy, with influenza hears that his temperature is 102 degrees and mistakes the Fahrenheit reading ... He came into the room to shut the windows while we were still in bed and I saw he looked ill. He was shivering, his face was white, and he walked slowly as though it ached to move. 'What's the matter, Schatz?'  'I've got a headache.' 'You better go back to bed.' 'No, I'm all right.' 'You go to bed. I'll see you when I'm dressed.' But when I came downstairs he was dressed, sitting by the fire, looking a  very sick and miserable boy of nine years. When I put my hand on his forehead I knew he had a fever. 'You go up to bed,' I said, 'you're sick.' 'I'm all right,' he said. When the doctor came he took the boy's temperature.  'What is it?' I asked him. 'One hundred and two.' Downstairs, the doctor left three d...

One dollar and eighty-seven cents. That was all. And sixty cents of it was in pennies. Pennies saved one and two at a time by bulldozing the grocer and the vegetable man and the butcher until one's cheeks burned with the silent  imputation  of  parsimony  that such close dealing implied. Three times Della counted it. One dollar and eighty- seven cents. And the next day would be Christmas. There was clearly nothing to do but flop down on the shabby little couch and howl. So Della did it. Which instigates the moral reflection that life is made up of sobs, sniffles, and smiles, with sniffles predominating. While the mistress of the home is gradually subsiding from the first stage to the second, take a look at the home. A furnished flat at $8 per week. It did not exactly beggar description, but it certainly had that word on the lookout for the  mendicancy  squad. In the vestibule below was a letter-box into which no letter would go, and an electric button fr...

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The thing that makes us sentimental, The thing that makes us fool, The thing that plays with our heart, The thing that cheats with our heart,          ARE EMOTIONS... The thing that interconnects people, The thing that we show to our lovable one, The thing that we share with our someone very close, The thing that can't be avoided,       ARE EMOTIONS... Emotion is a game, Emotion is a fame. Emotions are true; That can be shared with only few. Emotions makes us weak, Emotions makes us think deep. Sometimes emotions destroys the relationship, Sometimes emotions uplifts the relationship. Emotions are the part of life, Emotions are the beauty of life.. Because they only makes some sweet relations.

The one who holded my hand, The one who taught me to walk on miles, The one who loved me more than himself, IT'S ALL THE LOVE OF MY FATHER. The one who showed me the right path to move ahead, The one who always dreamed for me, The one who gave me confidence at that time when I became hopeless. THAT'S ALL THE LOVE OF MY FATHER. The one who lived for me, The one who never cared of his wishes and willing for my good future, The one who always protected me from this evil world. IS MY FATHER. The one who's scold I never minded, The one who's order I never neglected, The one who is everything for me.. IS MY FATHER. The one who taught me how to live a life, The one who gave me a hand of friendship when I was alone, The one who taught me how to face this cruel world.. IS MY FATHER. And at last I want to say ''I Love U Daddy'' Wish U a very HAPPY BIRTHDAY...and this poem dedicated to u :)

It's all inter connection of heart to heart - Affection Sometimes when we are happy.. We make promises with others, Sometimes when we are sad.. We make rude our self with others, Sometimes when we think about someone very close to our heart.. Suddenly comes in front of us, Sometimes when we are going to say something.. Suddenly someone says the same thing that we were going to say, Sometimes when we think about someone.. Suddenly their images and talking comes in front of our eye, Sometimes when we care for someone.. They even don't notice us , Sometimes when we miss someone all day.. They even don't think about us, Sometimes when we are alone.. Then we enjoy the company of our imaginations itself, Sometimes one's  rudeness hurts us a lot.. Sometimes one's ignorance hurts us a lot, Sometimes one's smile makes us tension free.. Sometimes one's absence irritates us.. That's all inter connection with heart to heart-Affection.

Ae khuda kyu banai ye dard-e- judai, Raat bhar yaad karte rahe jinhe.. Unhe humari yaad kabhi nahi aai.. rote the unki yaad mai .. Jinhe humari fikra bhi nahi satai Jab chale gaye is rishte ko tod kar .. tab samajh unhe ye aai .. Ki kyu ki humne unse ye ruswai.

“ Nobody can go back and start a new beginning, but anyone can start today and make a new ending. ” WAY OF LIVING LIFE Life is like a long rope, Things happen you never hope. Life is face, That gives me peace and grace. Life is like a miracle, That makes me feel like magical. Through life I got much experience and satisfaction that I feel its unforgotten gift of God. Life is like a race, That everyone cannot chase. Sometimes life becomes full of controversy, Sometimes it makes trouble and sometimes mercy. In every one's life there is resolution, And everyone merged for its solution.

A love, that needs to live a life. A love, that needs to live memorable moments. A love, that makes the life beautiful. ''THAT'S ONLY LOVE.'' A love of parents- caring.. A love of friend- sharing.. A love of partner- pleasing.. ''THAT'S ONLY LOVE.'' Love is like magical wand ,that acts as a miracle hand. Love is believe, Love is a sweet relief. Love only binds the emotions,feelings and promises with our lovable one. ''THAT'S ONLY LOVE.''