Saturday, September 11, 2010

The Woman...





When God created woman he was working late
on the 6th day
An angel came by and said: “Why spend so
much time on that one?”
And  the Lord answered:
“Have you seen all the specifications I have to meet to shape her ?"
 
“She must be washable, but not made of plastic, have more than 200 moving parts which all must be replaceable and she must function on all kinds of food, she must be able to embrace several kids at the same time, give a hug that can heal anything from a bruised knee to a broken heart and she must do all this with only two hands”.
The  angel was impressed. 
“Just two hands....impossible!“ 
And  this is the standard model?! 
“Too much work for one day....wait until tomorrow and then complete her“.
“I will not”, said the Lord. “I am so close to complete this creation, which will be the favourite of my heart”.  
“She cures herself when sick and she can work 18 hours a day”.
The  angel came nearer and touched the woman. 
“But you have made her so soft, Lord”

“She is soft", said the Lord, “But I have also made her strong. You can’t imagine what she can endure and overcome.“
“Can she think?" the angel asked. 
The  Lord answered:
“Not only can she think, she can reason and negotiate."
The  angel touched the womans cheek....

“Lord, it seems this creation is leaking! You have put too many burdens on her.”  
“She is not leaking....it’s a tear” the lord corrected the angel
“What’s it for?" asked the angel.
And  the Lord said: 
“Tears are her way of expressing grief, her doubts,  her love, her loneliness, her suffering and her pride.”
This  made a big impression on the angel;  “Lord, you are genius.
You  thought of everything. The woman is indeed  marvellous!"
Indeed  she is!
Woman  has strengths that amazes man. She can  handle trouble and carry heavy burdens. 
She  holds happiness, love and opinions. 
She  smiles when feeling like screaming.
She  sings when she feels like crying, crys  when she is happy and laughs when  she is afraid. 
She  fights for what she belives in.
Stand  up against injustice.
She  doesn’t take “no” for an answer,  when she can see a better solution.  She gives herself so her family can  thrive. She takes her friend to the  doctor if she is afraid.
Her  love is unconditional. 
She  cries when her kids are victorious. She  is happy when her friends do well. 
She  is glad when she hears of a birth  or a wedding.
Her  heart is broken when a next of kin  or friend dies.
But  she finds the strength to get on  with life. 
She  knows that a kiss and a hug can  heal a broken heart. 
There  is only one thing wrong with her
She  forgets what she is worth...

True Love is ....



True love
is not physical beauty,
but an inner splendor
that glows in the soul and
radiates through all impediments,
forsaking all boundaries.

True love...
is not perfection.
The perfection lies in
the melding of two hearts,
and two souls, to create a bond
that survives all imperfections
and the passage of time.

True love...
is not fire,
but the kind of warmth one feels
from a golden fire's glow,
an incomparable comfort
in the face of despair,
an offering of hope
when all is hopeless.

True love is us
with  heart and soul,
warm glowing light,
and everlasting hope.

Ravneet

Monday, September 6, 2010

I am Sorry...!




I’m sorry of being so emotional
I’m sorry of being so possessive
I’m sorry that I cry for you
I’m sorry because I can’t live without you
 
I’m sorry for the tears you shed
I’m sorry for the damage I made
I’m sorry I’ve made you sick
Sorry I hurt you so deep
 
I’m sorry for giving you sleepless nights
I’m sorry for each and every fight
I’m sorry for your pain & agony
I’m sorry for the missing harmony
 
I’m sorry for my selfish love
I’m sorry for not caring enough
I’m sorry for my restlessness
I’m sorry for the losing grace
 
I’m sorry my friend I made you mad
I’m sorry darling you are so sad
Sorry for not giving you any happiness
Sorry because it’s my disgrace
 
I’m sorry for thinking of you so very much
I’m sorry I always miss your touch
I’m sorry of being so mad about you
I’m sorry for my every blue
I’m sorry of being so immature
I’m sorry now that can’t be cured
I’m sorry of being myself
I’m sorry that I’ve failed
 
I’m sorry and sorry again
I’m sorry of being insane
But believe me that I love you
Should I say sorry for that too ???


WITH LOVE 
Ravneet.