One night a guy and girl were driving home from the movies . The boy sensed there was something wrong because of the painful silence they shared between them that night . The girl then asked the boy to pull over A silent tear slid down his cheek as he slowly reached into his pocket and passed her a folded note . At that moment , a drunk driver was speeding down that very same street . He swerved right into the drivers seat , killing the boy . Miraculously , the girl survived . Remembering the note , she pulled it out and read it . The passengers on the bus watched sympathetically as the attractive young woman with the white cane made her way carefully up the steps . She paid the driver and , using her hands to feel the location of the seats , walked down the aisle and found the seat he 'd told her was empty . Then she 's settled in , placed her briefcase on her lap and rested her cane against her leg . It had been a year since Susan became blind . Due to a medical misdiagnosis she had been rendered sightless , and she was suddenly thrown into a world of darkness , anger , frustration and self - pity . ' How could this have happened to me ? ' she would plead , her heart knotted with anger . But no matter how much she cried or ranted or prayed , she knew the painful truth , her sight was never going to return . A cloud of depression hung over Susan 's once optimistic spirit . All she had to cling to was her husband Mark . Mark was an Air Force officer and he loved Susan with all his heart . When she first lost her sight , he watched her sink into despair and was determined to help his wife gain the strength she needed to become independent again . Finally , Susan felt ready to return to her job , but how would she get there ? She used to take the bus , but was now too frightened to get around the city by herself . Mark volunteered to drive her to work each day , even though they worked at opposite ends of the city . At first , this comforted Susan and fulfilled Mark 's need to protect his sightless wife who was so insecure about performing the slightest task . Soon , however Mark realized that this arrangement wasn 't working - it was hectic , and costly . Susan is going to have to start taking the bus again , he admitted to himself . But just the thought of mentioning it to her made him cringe . She was still so fragile , so angry . How would she react ? Just as Mark predicted , Susan was horrified at the idea of taking the bus again . " I 'm blind ! " she responded bitterly . " How am I supposed to know where I 'm going ? I feel like you 're abandoning me . " Mark 's heart broke but he knew what had tblog is totally legal , Story copied from unknown publisher . Publisher has no issue / query for publishing it to tearsflow . blogspot . in , for any Sally jumped up as soon as she saw the surgeon come out of the operating room . She said : " How is my little boy ? Is he going to be all right ? When can I see him ? " Sally nodded yes . The nurse cut a lock of the boy 's hair , put it in a plastic bag and handed it to Sally . The mother said , " It was Jimmy 's idea to donate his body to the university for study . He said it might help somebody else . " I said no at first , but Jimmy said , ' Mom , I won 't be using it after I die . Maybe it will help some other little boy spend one more day with his Mom . " She went on , " My Jimmy had a heart of gold . Always thinking of someone else . Always wanting to help others if he could . " Sally walked out of Children 's mercy Hospital for the last time , after spending most of the last six months there . She put the bag with Jimmy 's belongings on the seat beside her in the car . The drive home was difficult . It was even harder to enter the empty house . She carried Jimmy 's belongings , and the plastic bag with the lock of his hair to her son 's room . She started placing the model cars and other personal things back in his room exactly where he had always kept them . She laid down across his bed and , hugging his pillow , cried herself to sleep . I know you 're going to miss me ; but don 't think that I will ever forget you , or stop loving you , just ' cause I 'm not around to say I LOVE YOU . I will always love you , Mom , even more with each day . Someday we will see each other again . Until then , if you want to adopt a little boy so you won 't be so lonely , that 's okay with me . He can have my room and old stuff to play with . But , if you decide to get a girl instead , she probably wouldn 't like the same things us boys do . You 'll have to buy her dolls and stuff girls like , you know . Don 't be sad thinking about me . This really is a neat place . Grandma and Grandpa met me as soon as I got here and showed me around some , but it will take a long time to see everything . The angels are so cool . I love to watch them fly . And , you know what ? Jesus doesn 't look like any of his pictures . Yet , when I saw Him , I knew it was Him . Jesus himself took me to see GOD ! And guess what , Mom ? I got to sit on God 's knee and talk to Him , like I was somebody important . That 's when I told Him that I wanted to write you a letter , to tell you good - bye and everything . But I already knew that wasn 't allowed . Well , you know what Mom ? God handed me some paper and His own personal pen to write you this letter . I think Gabriel is the name of the angel who is going to drop this letter off to you . God said for me to give you the answer to one of the questions you asked Him ' Where was He when I needed him ? ' " God said He was in the same place with me , as when His son Jesus was on the cross . He was right there , as He always is with all His children . Oh , by the way , Mom , no one else can see what I 've written except you . To everyone else this is just a blank piece of paper . Isn 't that cool ? I have to give God His pen back now . He needs it to write some more names in the Book of Life . Tonight I get to sit at the table with Jesus for supper . I 'm , sure the food will be great . Oh , I almost forgot to tell you . I don 't hurt anymore . The cancer is all gone . I 'm glad because I couldn 't stand that pain anymore and God couldn 't stand to see me hurt so much , either . That 's when He sent The Angel of Mercy to come get me . The Angel said I was a Special Delivery ! How about that ? that your family won 't always be there for you . It may seem funny , but people you aren 't related to can take care of you and love you and teach you to trust people again . Families aren 't biological . But there was another problem : The man was a soldier . Soon , war broke out and he was being sent overseas for a year . The week before he left , the man knelt on his knee and asked his lady love , " Will you marry me ? " She wiped a tear , said yes , and they were engaged . They agreed that when he got back in one year , they would get married . She later found out that she suffered brain injury . The part of her brain that controlled her face muscles was damaged . Her once lovely face was now disfigured . She cried as she saw herself in the mirror . " Yesterday , I was beautiful . Today , I 'm a monster . " Her body was also covered with so many ugly wounds . Right there and then , she decided to release her fiancé from their promise . She knew he wouldn 't want her anymore . She would forget about him and never see him again . The man said , " Without your permission , your mother sent me your photos . When I saw your photos , I realized that nothing has changed . You 're still the person I fell in love . You 're still as beautiful as ever . Because I love you ! " One day I was walking down the street when a gorgeous man approached me and asked me for my number . So I said yeah and gave it to him . he called me that night and we talked for hours . he told me how beautiful I was and he wanted to get to know me . so he took me out two days later and we had a wonderful night . I never felt that way about anyone before . I felt that feeling . that feeling you get when you have butterflies in your stomach and its like they almost hurt . so we went out on a couple more dates before we decided to make it official . about a year and a half later I got pregnant and before I even told him he proposed . I was going to tell him that night . it was so weird . from that night on I knew it was definitely meant to be . After I had the baby and lost all that weight we got married . we had a huge wedding and went on a wonderful honey moon in Paris . somewhere I always wanted to go . one night , on our daughters first birthday , he went out on a cold stormy night to buy our baby girl a cake . he was gone for an hour before I started to worry . I called his phone at least a hundred times in a row . he never came home that night . my daughters first b day was all messed up cause she wanted her daddy and I got no sleep . I started to assume he was cheating . I cried the whole night long . the police arrived at my house at exactly 6 : 36 in the morning and told me my husband got in a car crash and died . I had so much running through my head . I was in denial but how was I going to tell my baby her daddy died ? and how was I going to deal with it ? I felt as if my life was over . I thought about committing suicide but I didn 't want my daughter to grow up with no mother or father . now its three years later and nobody else has came into my life . I don 't want anyone else . all I want is for him to walk through that door with my daughters cake and tell me he loves me once more . and for us to celebrate sabrinas bday all night long . and for us to open presents and take pictures like he had planned . but I know its impossible for my wiNote : This is I stared at the girl next to me . . . She was my so called " best friend " . . . I stared at her . . . Long , silky hair . . . And I wished she was mine . . . But she didn 't notice me like that . . . I knew it . . . After class she walked up to me and asked me for the notes she had missed the day before . . . And I handed them to her . . . She said " thanks " . . . And gave me a kiss on the cheek . . . I wanted to tell her . . . I want her to know that I don 't want to be " just friends " . . . I love her but I 'm too shy to tell her . . . And I don 't know why . . . My phone rang . . . On the other end it was her . . . She was in tears . . . Mumbling on and on about how her love had broken 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 . . . I Drew Barrymore movie . . . And 3 bags of chips . . . She decided to go to sleep . . . She looked at me . . Said " thanks " and gave me a kiss on the cheek . . . I wanted to tell her . . . I want her to know . . . That I don 't want to be " just friends " . . . I love her but I 'm too shy to tell her . . . And I don 't know why . . . The day before prom . . . She walked to my locker . . . " My date is sick " she said . . . He 's not going to go . . . Well . . . I didn 't have a date and in 7th grade . . . We made a promise that if neiter of us had dates . . . We 'd go together just as " best friends " . . . And so we did . . . After everything was over with . . . I was standing at her front door step . . . I stared at her . . . She smiled at me . . . I wanted 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 she gave me a kiss on the cheek . . . I wanted to tell her . . . I wanted 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 . . . A day passed . . . And then a week . . . And then a month . . . Before I could blink . . . It was graduation day . . . I watched her . . . Perfect body . . . Floated like an angel up on stage to get her diploma . . . I wanted her to be mine . . . But she doesn 't think of me that way . . . And I know 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 shoulders and said " you 're my best friend " . . . " Thanks ! " . . . And gave me a kiss on the cheek . . . I wanted to tell her . . I wanted to know that I wanted to be more than " just friends " . . . I love her but I 'm too shy . . . And I don 't know why . . . Now I sit in the pews of the church . . . A church that she is getting married in now . . . I watched her say " I do " an 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 ! . . . Thanks ! " . . . And she kissed me on the cheek . . . I wanted to tell her . . . I wantd her to know that I didn 't want to be " just friends " . . . I love her but I 'm just too shy . . . And I don 't know why . . . 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 said . . . " I stare at him . . . Wishing he was mine . . . But he doesn 't notice me like that . . . And I know it . . . I wanted to tell him . . . I wanted 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 myself and I cried . . . Finally , on the morning of her birthday , her husband called her into his study room . Her husband told her how proud he was to have such a good wife , and told her how much he loved her . He handed her a beautiful wrapped gift box . Curious , the wife opened the box and found a lovely , leather - bound Bible , with the wife 's name embossed in gold . Many years passed and the lady was very successful in business . She managed to settle for a more beautiful house and a wonderful family , but realized her ex - husband was very old , and thought perhaps she should go to visit him . She had not seen him for many years . As she read those words , a tiny package dropped from the back of the Bible . It had a diamond ring , with her name engraved on it - - the same diamond ring which she saw at the showroom . On the tag was the date of her birth , and the words . . . ' LUV U ALWAYS ' . How many times do we miss God 's blessings , because they are not packaged as we expected ? Trust HIM always . HE knows what is good for you and may even ignore what you thought was good for you . But he replied to me sadly . ' No , Santa Claus can 't bring it to her where she is now . I have to give the doll to my mommy so that she can give it to my sister when she goes there . ' She drifted away after making her hang on and giving her assurance to believe in me . Last we were together , we hugged and kissed and didn 't want to let each other go . . . in a moments notice , she was gone . Mind changed within an instant , without any official closure . This happened a few times , she would go away and after repeated calls she would say , " I didn 't want to contact you anymore , because I don 't want to be talked into coming back . " This time I 'm afraid she 's gone for good . I thought we were getting somewhere and she was prepared to hang on during my separation and divorce . Each time she drifted away , she came back closer and let me in more . A couple weeks ago she cried and admitted she wish we could be open and not have to hide , meet her family , her friends and be a normal couple . My heart sank and dreamed of this day . And reality hit me how badly I am hurting people . It was one of the best 5 months of my life , I never feel this hard for someone so quickly . I just curse the forces beyond me , why did it have to now ? She will move on , she will find someone single and have the normal life she seeks . I 've lost any ambition to love again and will drag on with my boring / meaningless life . One day a man saw an old lady , stranded on the side of the road , but even in the dim light of day , he could see she needed help . So he pulled up in front of her Mercedes and got out . His Pontiac was still sputtering when he approached her . Even with the smile on his face , she was worried . No one had stopped to help for the last hour or so . Was he going to hurt her ? He didn 't look safe ; he looked poor and hungry . He could see that she was frightened , standing out there in the cold . He knew how she felt . It was that chill which only fear can put in you . He said , " I 'm here to help you , ma ' am . Why don 't you wait in the car where it 's warm ? By the way , my name is Bryan Anderson " . Well , all she had was a flat tire but for an old lady , that was bad enough . Bryan crawled under the car looking for a place to put the jack , skinning his knuckles a time or two . Soon he was able to change the tire . But he had to get dirty and his hands hurt . As he was tightening up the lug nuts , she rolled down the window and began to talk to him . She told him that she was from St . Louis and was only just passing through . She couldn 't thank him enough for coming to her aid . Bryan just smiled as he closed her trunk . The lady asked how much she owed him . Any amount would have been all right with her . She already imagined all the awful things that could have happened had he not stopped . Bryan never thought twice about being paid . This was not a job to him . This was helping someone in need , and God knows there were plenty , who had given him a hand in the past . He had lived his whole life that way , and it never occurred to him to act any other way . A few miles down the road the lady saw a small cafe . She went in to grab a bite to eat , and take the chill off before she made the last leg of her trip home . It was a dingy looking restaurant . Outside were two old gas pumps . The whole scene was unfamiliar to her . The waitress came over and brought a clean towel to wipe her wet hair . She had a sweet smile , one that even being on her feet for the whole day couldn 't erase . The lady noticed the waitress was nearly eight months pregnant , but she never let the strain and aches change her attitude . The old lady wondered how someone who had so little could be so giving to a stranger . Then she remembered Bryan After the lady finished her meal , she paid with a hundred dollar bill . The waitress quickly went to get change for her hundred dollar bill , but the old lady had slipped right out the door . She was gone by the time the waitress came back . The waitress wondered where the lady could be . Then she noticed something written on the napkin . There were tears in her eyes when she read what the lady wrote : " You don 't owe me anything . I have been there too . Somebody once helped me out , the way I 'm helping you . If you really want to pay me back , here is what you do : Do not let this chain of love end with you " . Well , there were tables to clear , sugar bowls to fill , and people to serve , but the waitress made it through another day . That night when she got home from work and climbed into bed , she was thinking about the money and what the lady had written . How could the lady have known how much she and her husband needed it ? With the baby due next month , it was going to be hard . . . . There is an old saying " What goes around comes around . " Today I sent you this story and I 'm asking you to pass it on . Let this light shine . In Washington D . C . , at a Metro Station , on a cold January morning in 2007 , a man with a violin played six Bach pieces for about forty - five minutes . During that time , over 1000 people went through the station , most on their way to work . After about three minutes , a middle - aged man noticed that there was a musician playing . He slowed his pace and stopped for a few seconds , and then he hurried on to meet his schedule . After 4 minutes : A 3 - year old boy stopped , but his mother tugged him along hurriedly . The kid stopped to look at the violinist again , but the mother pushed hard and the child continued to walk , turning his head the whole time . This action was repeated by several other children , but every parent - without exception - forced their children to move on quickly . For 45 minutes : The musician played continuously . Of 1097 people who walked by , only seven stopped and listened for a short while . Twenty more gave money but continued to walk at their normal pace . The man collected a total of $ 32 . 17 He finished playing and silence took over . No one noticed and no one applauded . There was no recognition at all . No one knew this , but the violinist was Joshua Bell , one of the greatest musicians in the world . He played one of the most intricate pieces ever written , with a violin worth $ 3 . 5 million dollars . Two days before , Joshua Bell sold - out a theater in Boston where the seats averaged $ 100 each to sit and listen to him play the same music . This is a true story . Joshua Bell , playing incognito in the D . C . Metro Station , was organized by the Washington Post as part of a social experiment about perception , taste and people 's priorities . In a common - place environment , at an inappropriate hour , do we perceive beauty ? A boy was born to a couple after eleven years of marriage . They were a loving couple and the boy was the apple of their eyes . When the boy was around two years old , one morning the husband saw a medicine bottle open . He was late for work so he asked the wife to cap the bottle and keep it in the cupboard . The mother , preoccupied in the kitchen , totally forgot the matter . The boy saw the bottle and playfully went to the bottle and , fascinated with its color , drank it all . It happened to be a poisonous medicine meant for adults in small dosages . When the child collapsed , the mother hurried him to the hospital , where he died . The mother was stunned . She was terrified how to face her husband . The husband 's totally unexpected reaction is proactive behavior . The child is dead . He can never be brought back to life . There is no point in finding fault with the mother . Besides , if only he have taken time to keep the bottle away , this will not have happened . No point in attaching blame . She had also lost her only child . What she needed at that moment was consolation and sympathy from the husband . That is what he gave her . Sometimes we spend time asking who is responsible or who to blame , whether in a relationship , in a job or with the people we know . We miss out some warmth in human relationship in giving each other support . After all , shouldn 't forgiving someone we love be the easiest thing in the world to do ? Treasure what you have . Don 't multiply pain , anguish and suffering by holding on to forgiveness . She was 20 and he was 26 . They met by the river one May afternoon . She was from the city and he lived in the small town of St . Anne . She was a city girl who loved the outdoors ; simple and carefree . He was a young man who nursed his grief , who loved to be alone and who shut himself off from seeing the real beauty of life . They were complete opposites . " Hi ! " she said . She is petite and looks younger than her age , unusually pale but there was some glow in her small eyes . She 's wearing a brown leather hat . He 's sitting at the big roots of a mango tree at the riverbank , waiting for any fish that will bite his bait . After that they remain silent , and after several more minutes she tells him that she will go home now . Her cousin might be looking for her . He just nods . She opens her eyes . " Hmmm , it is relaxing in here , I like the green grass and the feel of the rough mango bark on my back . The warm stone I sit on . Everything ! " " Hmmm , hearing it is something new ! " she says jubilantly . " But honestly , a person has always something on himself ; beauty , joy , cravings , even loneliness and desperation . There is always something in a person 's life . " " You will not enjoy life if you think of getting hurt someday . You will not feel what real love is if you restrain yourself from loving that special person wholly . Will you reap full trust if you sow only half ? Interruptions come in a person 's life and we can 't stop them , nobody can . Someone we love might disappoint us , incurable sickness will embrace us , and some people will leave us behind . Well , it 's natural . We don 't know what 's in store for tomorrow , so while we have the now , let 's embrace it joyfully , thanking God for giving it to us , even for a short period . What matters is the lesson it teaches us , that there is always more to life than increasing its speed . " The following day is a cloudy day for him . As he cleans his closet , he sees the picture of the woman he loved before , he was about to marry , a woman whom he 'd given all his devotion and understanding , a woman he adored , yet left him because of some foreign ambitions - unattainable if she remained in their small village . The grief and bitterness flows back to his heart like a strong current of the river . She 's been waiting for him for two hours already yet even his shadow isn 't there . But she still waits . . . till the darkness envelopes the day and it 's time for her to go home . Every day she waits for him at the riverbank until the summer is over ; the summer of her heart . " She already passed away , two weeks ago . She had bone marrow cancer . You saw how pale she was ? Of course you didn 't see it , because you always looked down at yourself . " - Every heart has a pain . Only the way of expressing it is different . Fools hide it in eyes , while the brilliant hide it in their smile . - Love never dies a natural death . It dies because we don 't know how to replenish its source . It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals . It dies of illness and wounds ; it dies of weariness , of withering , of tarnishing . I was a frequent temple goer and each time the boy would ask me earnestly to buy a garland . But somehow I never did . Even when I came out , he would follow me to my car , begging me to buy one at least . The boy was there , seated exactly as before . I tried to avoid his gaze ( look ) , assuming that he would follow me . But he did not budge ( move ) . He said , " Didi , " Its Too Late . . " why should I ask ? You are rich but you can 't spend five rupees on my garland . Anyway now I am not so desperate . My sister was suffering from cancer and I had to work for her medicines . My father had left us . My mother makes the garlands and I sell them . We used the money for my sister 's medicines . She passed away two months ago . You can now take one for free . " She was my so - called " best friend " . I stared at her long , silky hair . I wished she were 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 , and I handed them to her . She said " thanks " and gave me a kiss on the cheek . I wanted to tell her . I wanted 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 The phone rang . It was her on the other end . 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 , a 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 The day before prom she walked to my locker . " My date is sick , " she said . He 's not going to 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 . Prom night after everything was over I was standing at her front door step . I stared at her . 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 A day passed . A week passed . A month passed . Before I could blink , it was graduation day . I watched as her perfect body floated like an angel up on stage to get her diploma . 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 she 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 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 Now , I sit in the pews of the church . She 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 don 't want to be just friends . I love her , but I 'm just too shy . And I don 't know yrs passed , and I looked down at the coffin of the 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 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 … This was the Day . Tony had been waiting for this day for his entire life . He had his share of sorrow all through his life but now the moment waited him which would change his life forever . He was 22 and had seen so much in these years . He never knew what a mother 's warmth was . She died giving birth to him . Soon after her death his Dad started seeing other women . Tony hailed from a very rich and prestigious family with generations having served the poor through the medical fraternity . Everyone was a doctor or a PHD but not his dad . His dad didn 't take up the medical profession , in fact never tried to earn a penny . Tony had a lonely childhood until Jane entered his life . He could still remember the day when Jane moved to his borhood . He had found a true fried in her . Jane 's company covered all his sorrows , he stated smiling , laughing and more importantly enjoying his life . And now he was going to ask her to marry him . This was his last day of college and he had been preparing for this moment for a while now . He had visualized the scene a hundred times in his dreams . " Will you marry me Miss Jane ? " He had memorized this simple plain line . As he was waiting for Jane in his garden he heard Uncle Jack calling him . Uncle Jack was the one who looked after him for all these years . Mr . Jack was a Psychologist . He was very dear to Tony . " Can I speak to you for some time , Tony ? " " Now ? Actually Uncle . . . " Before Tony could complete his statement uncle jack said " Tony this is really very important . I always wanted to speak to you about this but was afraid . Now you are older and you will be able to understand . . . " " What is it all about . . . " Tony asked with a tensed voice . " Not here . . . Let 's go inside the living room and will have a talk there " Tony followed Uncle Jack into the cottage . Tony was very anxious and nervous . He had never seen his Uncle this way . " Tony before I talk to u about it please promise me you won 't panic and whatever happens always remember that I am with you . " " God ! You are making me too nervous . Tell me uncle jack what is it about " . Tony wanted to get through this as early as possible . " Jane must be waiting for me " he thought . " Tony you need to keep your calm . Know it will be very tough for you to understand . . Tony , remember the day when you told me about Jane moving to the cottage next to ours ? " " Is it about Jane . . . ? " he shrieked , his heart was pumping fast . . . " Listen Tony There is no one living in that cottage for years now . . . " " whhhat ? ? How 's that possible I have been there myself so many times . . . . . what are you talking about ? I just can 't understand " " Please listen Tony . You were alone those days and were very upset with life . You didn 't have friends then . . . You went through lot of things . . . You wanted to be happy but were unable to you didn 't had anyone to talk to " Uncle jack moved closer to Tony and put his hand on Tony 's shoulder . " And in such situations your brain plays bad games with you . You started imagining Jane as your friend . . . There is no Jane ; Tony you are just imagining her . . . " " Just just just imagining her . . . how can you say that . . . I have touched her even kissed her cheeks . It 's you who are crazy and not me . . . " " Tony I know it 's hard to believe this . But it 's the truth . I always wanted to tell you this but you were too small to understand . . . " " No that 's not possible . . . . . you are lying . . . " " No son it 's your own mind lying you . . . please Tony keep your cool everything will be fine . . . . just trust me " Tony rushed away from the living room . He ran to meet Jane in the Garden . But no one was there . He went to Jane 's house hoping to find her there . . . he tried ringing the door bell but it didn 't rang and how would it ? The place was locked for 17 years now . He entered the Cottage through a broken window . . Eveything was deserted . The sofa on which he and Jane sat chatting for hours was covered with layers of dust . . . He was almost crying now . . . he moved to the terrace to find the rose plant they planted together . There was nothing only some rusted furniture and dust . He went back Uncle Jack . " Son , I am sorry but you need to get out of this . . . " Tony couldn 't believe what had happened to him . The girl who he loved the most and wanted to marry didn 't exist . She was fake , a thought , and a piece of imagination . . . It took around a month for him to digest his fate . He was finally recovering . And that day before going to sleep he took those tablets which he took for last 15 years . He always wondered why Uncle Jack kept giving him those tablets . Now he knew the answer . He was sick . Sick mentally . As he was about to sleep he heard a knock on his door . It was Jane . " Jane you cant be here . . . you don 't exist . . . " " What 's that ? Is this some kind of Joke , Tony ? I came here to say sorry . I had to leave that day without informing you because my mom died in a car accident . . . I tried to reach you but somehow I was not able to . . . " " Noooo ! this is not true " said Tony . " There is no one called Jane in my life . . . I know that now . . . Just get away from me . . . " " Whats the matter with you Tony ? I am Jane your sweetheart your love . . . . " " No that 's not true . . . . " Tony closed his eyes for a moment hoping his dream would end . . . . Jane held his hand . . . . Tony was shivering he could feel the touch . His brain was playing Bad games with him he knew it . " Come here my baby you are not well . . . you need some rest " " Go away from me . . . just go . . . " Tony was breathing high now . . . He tried keeping his cool and took a deep breath . He knew this would be over once he convinced himself that there was no Jane . " Jane you are my imagination . . . I made you . . . " " Tony you can 't hurt me . . . you love me so much . . . we had such a great time together " " No Jane , I had a great time with myself . . . " What am I talking ! I am going nuts . . He rushed into the kitchen . He came back with water all over his shirt . . . He could still see Jane standing there . . . weeping . He was well aware of the bad games of the Brain now . He went closer to her . . . " Jane i made you . . . now i will destroy you . . . " Zap zap zap . . . three stabs . . . Jane was bleeding . . . Tony could feel the red liquid . . . . bad brain games he thought . . . " Uncle Jack . Where are you ? I am cured now . There will be no Jane from now on . . . where are you Uncle Jack ? " " There is no Uncle Jack . I wanted to tell you this . . . All these days . . . " Jane gasped . Breathing her last breath . My wife called , ' How long will you be with that newspaper ? Will you come here and make your darling daughter eat her food ? ' I tossed the paper away and rushed to the scene . My only daughter Sindu looked frightened . Tears were welling up in her eyes . In front of her was a bowl filled to its brim with Curd Rice . Sindu is a nice child , quite intelligent for her age . She has just turned eight . She particularly detested Curd Rice . My mouthfuls , but the whole lot of this . But , you should … ' Sindu hesitated . ' Dad , if I eat this entire curd Rice , will you give me whatever I ask for ? ' ……… . . Oh sure , darling ' … . ' Promise ? ' …………… . . Now I became a bit anxious . ' Sindu dear , you shouldn 't insist on getting a computer or any such expensive items . Dad does not have that kind of money right now . OK ? ' ' Atrocious ! ' shouted my wife , ' A girl child having her head shaved off ? Impossible ! ' ' Never in our family ! ' my mother rasp . ' She has been watching too much of television . Our culture is getting totally spoiled with these TV programs ! ' ' Dad , you saw how difficult it was for me to eat that Curd Rice ' . Sindu was in tears . ' And you promised to grant me whatever I ask for . Now , you are going back on your words . Was it not you who told me the story of King Harishchandra , and its moral that we should honor our promises no matter what ? ' On Monday morning , I dropped her at her school . It was a sight to watch my hairless Sindu walking towards her classroom . She turned around and waved . I waved back with a smile . ' Sir , your daughter Sinduja is great indeed ! ' Without introducing herself , a lady got out of the car , and continued , ' That boy who is walking along with your daughter is my son Harish . He is suffering from … … leukemia . ' She paused to muffle her sobs . Harish could not attend the school for the whole of the last month . He lost all his hair due to the side effects of the chemotherapy . He refused to come back to school fearing the unintentional but cruel teasing of the schoolmates ' Sinduja visited him last week , and promised him that she will take care of the teasing issue . Shona was a nerdy girl with thick glasses . She was a junior in her middle school . She was in love with the hottest guy in the entire scho . . . Shona was a nerdy girl with thick glasses . She was a junior in her middle school . She was in love with the hottest guy in the entire scho . . . One day a farmer 's donkey fell down into a well . The animal cried piteously for hours as the farmer tried to figure out what to do . Final . . . LET ' S SHOW our love while we can , while people need us . That is something I learnt from an incident in Bhopal . I saw a little boy . . . Girl : Why do you like me . . ? Why do you love me ? Boy : I can 't tell the reason . But I really like you … Girl : You can 't even tell me the rea . . .