What Is Love?
by Steve Goodier
Diane Ackerman said, "Everyone admits that love is wonderful and necessary, yet no one agrees on just what it is." Over the years, I have been learning what it is.When I first got married, I wanted to show my love to my new wife. I was drawn to romantic stories like one from the time of Oliver Cromwell in England where a young soldier had been tried in military court and sentenced to death. He was to be shot at the "ringing of the curfew bell." His fiancée climbed up into the bell tower. Several hours before curfew time and tied herself to bell's huge clapper. At curfew time, when only muted sounds came out of the bell tower, Cromwell demanded to know why the bell was not ringing. His soldiers went to investigate and found the young woman cut and bleeding from being knocked back and forth against the great bell. They brought her down, and, the story goes, Cromwell was so impressed with her willingness to suffer in this way on behalf of someone she loved that he dismissed the soldier saying, "Curfew shall not ring tonight."That must be love, I thought! That was the kind of commitment I needed to make! I wanted to give my all. To tie myself to the bell for her. To die, if necessary, for her. To sacrifice myself on the altar of true love! I wanted her to know that I’d give it all up for her.But she never wanted me to die for her. Never! Clean the toilets, maybe, but never die. My commitment was to be shown in household chores! (I read that an exhaustive study showed that no woman ever shot her husband while he was doing dishes. What a relief. Washing dishes may lack inspiration, but at least it's safe...)I was never called upon to tie myself to the bell. But I was still called upon to show my love - in little ways, mostly.I was needed to comfort her before we were married when the doctor told her she could never have children…to hold her hand and tell her I wanted her more than I wanted a family.I was called upon to sit by her hospital bed after surgery and encourage her.I was called upon to hold her after her father died and let her cry.I was also called upon to carve out alone time with her as often as possible and to make sure my plans included her as well as me.I was never needed to prove my undying love through a glorious act of self-sacrifice. It was something I was required to do in little ways, through one small act of kindness at a time.And that, I've learned, is love.
Wednesday, April 30, 2008
Tuesday, April 29, 2008
Love Means
Love Means
by Unknown
(A girl and guy were speeding over 100 mph on a motorcycle)Girl: Slow down. I’m scared. Guy: No this is fun. Girl: No its not. Please, it’s too scary! Guy: Then tell me you love me. Girl: Fine, I love you. Slow down! Guy: Now give me a BIG hug. (Girl hugs him) Guy: Can u take my helmet off and put it on? It’s bugging me. In the paper the next day: A motorcycle had crashed into a building because of break failure. Two people were on the motorcycle, but only one survived. The truth was that halfway down the road, the guy realized that his breaks broke,but he didn't want to let the girl know. Instead, he had her say she loved him, felther hug one last time, then had her wear his helmet so she would live even though itmeant he would die.
by Unknown
(A girl and guy were speeding over 100 mph on a motorcycle)Girl: Slow down. I’m scared. Guy: No this is fun. Girl: No its not. Please, it’s too scary! Guy: Then tell me you love me. Girl: Fine, I love you. Slow down! Guy: Now give me a BIG hug. (Girl hugs him) Guy: Can u take my helmet off and put it on? It’s bugging me. In the paper the next day: A motorcycle had crashed into a building because of break failure. Two people were on the motorcycle, but only one survived. The truth was that halfway down the road, the guy realized that his breaks broke,but he didn't want to let the girl know. Instead, he had her say she loved him, felther hug one last time, then had her wear his helmet so she would live even though itmeant he would die.
The Salty Coffee
The Salty Coffee
by Unknown
He met her at a party. She was so outstanding, many guys chasing after her, while he was so normal, nobody paid attention to him.At the end of the party, he invited her to have coffee with him, she was surprised but due to being polite, she promised. They sat in a nice coffee shop, he was too nervous to say anything, she felt uncomfortable, and she thought to herself, "Please, let me go home..."Suddenly he asked the waiter, "Would you please give me some salt? I'd like to put it in my coffee." Everybody stared at him, so strange! His face turned red but still, he put the salt in his coffee and drank it. She asked him curiously, "Why you have this hobby?" He replied, "When I was a little boy, I lived near the sea, I liked playing in the sea, I could feel the taste of the sea, just like the taste of the salty coffee. Now every time I have the salty coffee, I always think of my childhood, think of my hometown, I miss my hometown so much, I miss my parents who are still living there." While saying that tears filled his eyes. She was deeply touched. That's his true feeling, from the bottom of his heart. A man who can tell out his homesickness, he must be a man who loves home, cares about home, has responsibility of home... Then she also started to speak, spoke about her faraway hometown, her childhood, her family.That was a really nice talk, also a beautiful beginning of their story. They continued to date. She found that actually he was a man who meets all her demands; he had tolerance, was kind hearted, warm, careful. He was such a good person but she almost missed him! Thanks to his salty coffee! Then the story was just like every beautiful love story, the princess married to the prince, and then they were living the happy life... And, every time she made coffee for him, she put some salt in the coffee, as she knew that's the way he liked it.After 40 years, he passed away, left her a letter which said, "My dearest, please forgive me, forgive my whole life's lie. This was the only lie I said to you---the salty coffee. Remember the first time we dated? I was so nervous at that time, actually I wanted some sugar, but I said salt. It was hard for me to change so I just went ahead. I never thought that could be the start of our communication! I tried to tell you the truth many times in my life, but I was too afraid to do that, as I have promised not to lie to you for anything... Now I'm dying, I afraid of nothing so I tell you the truth, I don't like the salty coffee, what a strange bad taste... But I have had the salty coffee for my whole life! Since I knew you, I never feel sorry for anything I do for you. Having you with me is my biggest happiness for my whole life. If I can live for the second time, still want to know you and have you for my whole life, even though I have to drink the salty coffee again."Her tears made the letter totally wet. Someday, someone asked her, "What's the taste of salty coffee?" She replied, "It's sweet.
"love is not to forget but to forgive, not to see but understand, not to hear but to listen, not to let go but HOLD ON"!!!!
by Unknown
He met her at a party. She was so outstanding, many guys chasing after her, while he was so normal, nobody paid attention to him.At the end of the party, he invited her to have coffee with him, she was surprised but due to being polite, she promised. They sat in a nice coffee shop, he was too nervous to say anything, she felt uncomfortable, and she thought to herself, "Please, let me go home..."Suddenly he asked the waiter, "Would you please give me some salt? I'd like to put it in my coffee." Everybody stared at him, so strange! His face turned red but still, he put the salt in his coffee and drank it. She asked him curiously, "Why you have this hobby?" He replied, "When I was a little boy, I lived near the sea, I liked playing in the sea, I could feel the taste of the sea, just like the taste of the salty coffee. Now every time I have the salty coffee, I always think of my childhood, think of my hometown, I miss my hometown so much, I miss my parents who are still living there." While saying that tears filled his eyes. She was deeply touched. That's his true feeling, from the bottom of his heart. A man who can tell out his homesickness, he must be a man who loves home, cares about home, has responsibility of home... Then she also started to speak, spoke about her faraway hometown, her childhood, her family.That was a really nice talk, also a beautiful beginning of their story. They continued to date. She found that actually he was a man who meets all her demands; he had tolerance, was kind hearted, warm, careful. He was such a good person but she almost missed him! Thanks to his salty coffee! Then the story was just like every beautiful love story, the princess married to the prince, and then they were living the happy life... And, every time she made coffee for him, she put some salt in the coffee, as she knew that's the way he liked it.After 40 years, he passed away, left her a letter which said, "My dearest, please forgive me, forgive my whole life's lie. This was the only lie I said to you---the salty coffee. Remember the first time we dated? I was so nervous at that time, actually I wanted some sugar, but I said salt. It was hard for me to change so I just went ahead. I never thought that could be the start of our communication! I tried to tell you the truth many times in my life, but I was too afraid to do that, as I have promised not to lie to you for anything... Now I'm dying, I afraid of nothing so I tell you the truth, I don't like the salty coffee, what a strange bad taste... But I have had the salty coffee for my whole life! Since I knew you, I never feel sorry for anything I do for you. Having you with me is my biggest happiness for my whole life. If I can live for the second time, still want to know you and have you for my whole life, even though I have to drink the salty coffee again."Her tears made the letter totally wet. Someday, someone asked her, "What's the taste of salty coffee?" She replied, "It's sweet.
"love is not to forget but to forgive, not to see but understand, not to hear but to listen, not to let go but HOLD ON"!!!!
Tuesday, April 15, 2008
Love's story
Love's story
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 repaired their boats and left. Love wanted to persevere until the last possible moment. When the island was almost sinking, 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 for help, "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 he 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. Love felt so blessed and overjoyed that he even forgot to ask the elder his name. When they arrived at dry land, the elder went his own way.Love realizing how much he owed the elder and 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 great Love is."
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 repaired their boats and left. Love wanted to persevere until the last possible moment. When the island was almost sinking, 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 for help, "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 he 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. Love felt so blessed and overjoyed that he even forgot to ask the elder his name. When they arrived at dry land, the elder went his own way.Love realizing how much he owed the elder and 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 great Love is."
Monday, April 7, 2008
Me, My wife and My Girlfriend
Me, My wife and My Girlfriend
It's really worth a readJ beautiful…
Ours was a love marriage. Akshara is the most beautiful girl I have ever seen. I was bowled over by her looks, the very first time I saw her. Actually, we never fell in love, it just happened between us. And as every love story would have it, our parents never accepted our love as both of us hailed from highly orthodox families but from different castes.
'21st century and you still believe in caste system…' I argued.
'Computer age… space age… and man is breaking all the boundaries… Why not we…' She argued.
'21st century or 35th century… woman will always give birth to a child. A computer can't do the same. Some traditions and customs need to be followed' they argued.
Nevertheless these arguments continued for a few months before they finally succumbed to our obstinacy. A day which will be remembered as a triumph of love breaking the age old shackles of orthodoxies.
It all started off well, in fact too good to be described in words, our married life. Slowly we forgot the hard times we had been through and squabbles crept in between me and Akshara. At the tip of the iceberg, we knew they were petty quarrels, but what brew beneath the surface was more than that. Ego clashes. Neither of us was ready to confront to the other and ditch our ego.
Years passed and these quarrels became bigger and bigger. If we approached the elders, we knew that they would mock at us, saying that it's our mistake to go for a love marriage. For every petty thing, Akshara would make a fuss out of it. Ofcourse I am a man, I should also do my part. If she can do it 99% well, I should do it 99.1% well.
At the peak of this situation when she was getting onto my nerves, I found a friend, in fact a very close friend in the form of Apoorva. She was 18 years old. I started to confide my problems created by my wife as well as me myself, in her. She always suggested me to be sublime. Ofcourse she's also a girl.
As days passed by, I began to get closer to her. She's more beautiful than my wife, yeah, nothing's wrong in thinking like that. Akshara's image transmogrified into a demon, from an angel. Akshara, my beautiful Akshara looks like a demon… Apoorva's influence, perhaps yes.
I slowly avoided quarrels with Akshara. Whenever she fought or shouted at me, I used to smile at her. I used to hold her cheeks and pinch them or slightly knock her on her head. She was even more angered with this nonchalant behavior of mine.
'You should see her face grow red in anger' I would tell Apoorva and she would literally roll on the bed laughing.
'Aren't you lucky to have Akshara in your life? Have you forgotten the fight you put for marrying her?' And so on, Apoorva asked me. 'But you are more important to me that her, you have made my life even more beautiful than what she's done' I told her.
She looked at me angrily and threw away the book which she was reading at me. 'What's the guarantee that you wouldn't feel the same way about me?' She was furious, 'The lone reason why I hate you males is because of this. You are always behind a girl or a woman and once your desires are fulfilled and you are bored of her or you fight with her for whatever reasons, you see in another girl, a friend…'
'If you have ever tried to convince your wife regarding the same, perhaps you wouldn't have fought with her so much. A clap is a result of two hands. A single palm alone can't produce it. Both of you are equally responsible for any kind of fight between you.'
'Go and convince your wife. Live with her happily ever after. Don't run behind girls like this. Not everyone will be worried like me.' She went on saying.
And I started to laugh. 'When I am saying serious stuff, you are always cool. Why aren't you the same with Akshara?'
'Hmm... I don't know… whenever I see her I feel like whacking her properly on her butt and make her set alright… Except for one thing she ruined my life…' I said with a grin on my face.
'What if she says the same...' Apoorva asked me. And my face turned pale. 'I have provided her all that she wanted. I have never scolded her wantedly...' before she interrupted. 'Believe me, she's never the done the same too...'
'Go to her... speak to her properly, and believe me life will never be the same again. You would enjoy each and every minute with her...' she said.
'I will get married soon. Then who will tell you and take care of you...' Apoorva said. Apoorva, an important girl in my life. More important than my wife and the thought that she's gonna get married wrenched my heart. 'Who will be there for me...' I asked her when she opened my wallet and showed me a picture, the photo of my wife Akshara.
Three years later, at the local airport, Apoorva was going to US after her marriage. Akshara was talking to her and me talking to her husband.
'Dad and mom, I will miss you both a lot' Apoorva said. And she came and hugged me. 'Don't scold mom, ok, you are a rogue, I know that, and mommy, if he does anything stupid you gimme a call. I will take care of it...' she said.
I kissed on her forehead and bade bye to our good daughter who taught me many things, even when my heart sank
It's really worth a readJ beautiful…
Ours was a love marriage. Akshara is the most beautiful girl I have ever seen. I was bowled over by her looks, the very first time I saw her. Actually, we never fell in love, it just happened between us. And as every love story would have it, our parents never accepted our love as both of us hailed from highly orthodox families but from different castes.
'21st century and you still believe in caste system…' I argued.
'Computer age… space age… and man is breaking all the boundaries… Why not we…' She argued.
'21st century or 35th century… woman will always give birth to a child. A computer can't do the same. Some traditions and customs need to be followed' they argued.
Nevertheless these arguments continued for a few months before they finally succumbed to our obstinacy. A day which will be remembered as a triumph of love breaking the age old shackles of orthodoxies.
It all started off well, in fact too good to be described in words, our married life. Slowly we forgot the hard times we had been through and squabbles crept in between me and Akshara. At the tip of the iceberg, we knew they were petty quarrels, but what brew beneath the surface was more than that. Ego clashes. Neither of us was ready to confront to the other and ditch our ego.
Years passed and these quarrels became bigger and bigger. If we approached the elders, we knew that they would mock at us, saying that it's our mistake to go for a love marriage. For every petty thing, Akshara would make a fuss out of it. Ofcourse I am a man, I should also do my part. If she can do it 99% well, I should do it 99.1% well.
At the peak of this situation when she was getting onto my nerves, I found a friend, in fact a very close friend in the form of Apoorva. She was 18 years old. I started to confide my problems created by my wife as well as me myself, in her. She always suggested me to be sublime. Ofcourse she's also a girl.
As days passed by, I began to get closer to her. She's more beautiful than my wife, yeah, nothing's wrong in thinking like that. Akshara's image transmogrified into a demon, from an angel. Akshara, my beautiful Akshara looks like a demon… Apoorva's influence, perhaps yes.
I slowly avoided quarrels with Akshara. Whenever she fought or shouted at me, I used to smile at her. I used to hold her cheeks and pinch them or slightly knock her on her head. She was even more angered with this nonchalant behavior of mine.
'You should see her face grow red in anger' I would tell Apoorva and she would literally roll on the bed laughing.
'Aren't you lucky to have Akshara in your life? Have you forgotten the fight you put for marrying her?' And so on, Apoorva asked me. 'But you are more important to me that her, you have made my life even more beautiful than what she's done' I told her.
She looked at me angrily and threw away the book which she was reading at me. 'What's the guarantee that you wouldn't feel the same way about me?' She was furious, 'The lone reason why I hate you males is because of this. You are always behind a girl or a woman and once your desires are fulfilled and you are bored of her or you fight with her for whatever reasons, you see in another girl, a friend…'
'If you have ever tried to convince your wife regarding the same, perhaps you wouldn't have fought with her so much. A clap is a result of two hands. A single palm alone can't produce it. Both of you are equally responsible for any kind of fight between you.'
'Go and convince your wife. Live with her happily ever after. Don't run behind girls like this. Not everyone will be worried like me.' She went on saying.
And I started to laugh. 'When I am saying serious stuff, you are always cool. Why aren't you the same with Akshara?'
'Hmm... I don't know… whenever I see her I feel like whacking her properly on her butt and make her set alright… Except for one thing she ruined my life…' I said with a grin on my face.
'What if she says the same...' Apoorva asked me. And my face turned pale. 'I have provided her all that she wanted. I have never scolded her wantedly...' before she interrupted. 'Believe me, she's never the done the same too...'
'Go to her... speak to her properly, and believe me life will never be the same again. You would enjoy each and every minute with her...' she said.
'I will get married soon. Then who will tell you and take care of you...' Apoorva said. Apoorva, an important girl in my life. More important than my wife and the thought that she's gonna get married wrenched my heart. 'Who will be there for me...' I asked her when she opened my wallet and showed me a picture, the photo of my wife Akshara.
Three years later, at the local airport, Apoorva was going to US after her marriage. Akshara was talking to her and me talking to her husband.
'Dad and mom, I will miss you both a lot' Apoorva said. And she came and hugged me. 'Don't scold mom, ok, you are a rogue, I know that, and mommy, if he does anything stupid you gimme a call. I will take care of it...' she said.
I kissed on her forehead and bade bye to our good daughter who taught me many things, even when my heart sank
A Silent Love
A Silent Love
From the very beginning, the 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 quarrel very often. Though the girl love the guy deeply, but she always ask him: "How deep is your love for me?"
As the guy is not good with his words, this often causes 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 endures it in silence.
After a couple of years, the guy finally graduated & decided to further his studies in 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 leaves, 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's 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 has 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. . . it's still just silence cry that companied 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, and 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 learnt sign language & started a new life. Telling herself 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 an invitation card for the guy's wedding. The girl was shattered. When she opened 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 telling her "I've spent a year's time 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.
From the very beginning, the 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 quarrel very often. Though the girl love the guy deeply, but she always ask him: "How deep is your love for me?"
As the guy is not good with his words, this often causes 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 endures it in silence.
After a couple of years, the guy finally graduated & decided to further his studies in 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 leaves, 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's 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 has 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. . . it's still just silence cry that companied 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, and 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 learnt sign language & started a new life. Telling herself 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 an invitation card for the guy's wedding. The girl was shattered. When she opened 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 telling her "I've spent a year's time 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.
Love Note
Love Note
One night a guy & a 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 because she wanted to talk. She told him that her feelings had changed & that it was time to move on.
A silent tear slid down his cheek as he slowly reached into his pocket & passed her a folded note.
At that moment, a drunk driver was speeding down that very same street. He swerved right into the driver’s seat, killing the boy.
Miraculously, the girl survived. Remembering the note, she pulled it out & read it.
"Without your love, I would die.
One night a guy & a 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 because she wanted to talk. She told him that her feelings had changed & that it was time to move on.
A silent tear slid down his cheek as he slowly reached into his pocket & passed her a folded note.
At that moment, a drunk driver was speeding down that very same street. He swerved right into the driver’s seat, killing the boy.
Miraculously, the girl survived. Remembering the note, she pulled it out & read it.
"Without your love, I would die.
Sunday, April 6, 2008
Love and Age
Love and Age
Nurse: “It was a busy morning, approximately 8:30 am, when an elderly gentleman, in his 80’s, presented to have sutures (stitches) removed from his thumb.
He stated that he was in a hurry as he had an appointment at 9:00 am. I (nurse) took his vital signs and had him take a seat, knowing it would be over an hour before someone would to able to see him.
I saw him looking at his watch and decided, since I was not busy with another patient, I would evaluate his wound. On exam it was well healed, so I talked to one of the doctors, got the needed supplies to remove his sutures and redress his wound.
While taking care of his wound, we began to engage in conversation.
Asked him if he had a doctor’s appointment this morning somewhere else, as he was in such a hurry. The gentleman told me no, that he needed to go to the nursing home to eat breakfast with his wife.
I then inquired as to her health. He told me that she had been there for a while and that she was a victim of Alzheimer Disease. As we talked, and I finished dressing his wound, I asked if she would be worried if he was a bit late. He replied that she no longer knew who he was, that she had not recognized him in five years now.
I was surprised, and asked him. “And you are still going every morning, even though she doesn’t know who you are?” He smiled as he patted my hand and said. “She doesn’t know me, but I still know who she is.”
I had to hold back tears as he left, I had goose bumps on my arm, and thought, “That is the kind of love I want in my life.”
True love is neither physical, nor romantic.
True love is an acceptance of all that is, has been, will be, and will not be.
Nurse: “It was a busy morning, approximately 8:30 am, when an elderly gentleman, in his 80’s, presented to have sutures (stitches) removed from his thumb.
He stated that he was in a hurry as he had an appointment at 9:00 am. I (nurse) took his vital signs and had him take a seat, knowing it would be over an hour before someone would to able to see him.
I saw him looking at his watch and decided, since I was not busy with another patient, I would evaluate his wound. On exam it was well healed, so I talked to one of the doctors, got the needed supplies to remove his sutures and redress his wound.
While taking care of his wound, we began to engage in conversation.
Asked him if he had a doctor’s appointment this morning somewhere else, as he was in such a hurry. The gentleman told me no, that he needed to go to the nursing home to eat breakfast with his wife.
I then inquired as to her health. He told me that she had been there for a while and that she was a victim of Alzheimer Disease. As we talked, and I finished dressing his wound, I asked if she would be worried if he was a bit late. He replied that she no longer knew who he was, that she had not recognized him in five years now.
I was surprised, and asked him. “And you are still going every morning, even though she doesn’t know who you are?” He smiled as he patted my hand and said. “She doesn’t know me, but I still know who she is.”
I had to hold back tears as he left, I had goose bumps on my arm, and thought, “That is the kind of love I want in my life.”
True love is neither physical, nor romantic.
True love is an acceptance of all that is, has been, will be, and will not be.
Banana and U
Banana and U
Bananas... This is very interesting. After Reading THIS, you'll NEVER look at a banana in the same way againBananas. Containing three natural sugars - sucrose, fructose and glucose combined with fiber, a banana gives an instant, sustained and substantial boost of energy.
Research has proven that just two bananas provide enough energy for a strenuous 90-minute workout. No wonder the banana is the number one fruit with the world's leading athletes.
But energy isn't the only way a banana can help us keep fit. It can also help overcome or prevent a substantial number of illnesses and conditions, making it a must to add to our daily diet.
Depression: According to a recent survey undertaken by MIND amongst people suffering from depression, many felt much better after eating a banana.
This is because bananas contain tryptophan, a type of protein that the body converts into serotonin, known to make you relax, improve your mood and generally make you feel happier. PMS: Forget the pills - eat a banana. The vitamin B6 it contains regulates blood glucose levels, which can affect your mood. Anemia: High in iron, bananas can stimulate the production of hemoglobin in the blood and so helps in cases of anemia.
Blood Pressure: This unique tropical fruit is extremely high in potassium yet low in salt, making it the perfect to beat blood pressure. So much so, the US Food and Drug Administration has just allowed the banana industry to make official claims for the fruit's ability to reduce the risk of blood pressure and stroke.
Brain Power: 200 students at a Twickenham (Middlesex) school were helped through their exams this year by eating bananas at breakfast, break, and lunch in a bid to boost their brain power. Research has shown that the potassium-packed fruit can assist learning by making pupils more alert. Constipation: High in fiber, including bananas in the diet can help restore normal bowel action, helping to overcome the problem without resorting to laxatives. Hangovers: One of the quickest ways of curing a hangover is to make a banana milkshake, sweetened with honey. The banana calms the stomach and, with the help of the honey, builds up depleted blood sugar levels, while the milk soothes and re-hydrates your system.
Heartburn: Bananas have a natural antacid effect in the body, so if you suffer from heartburn, try eating a banana for soothing relief. Morning Sickness: Snacking on bananas between meals helps to keep blood sugar levels up and avoid morning sickness. Mosquito bites: Before reaching for the insect bite cream, try rubbing the affected area with the inside of a banana skin. Many people find it amazingly successful at reducing swelling and irritation. Nerves: Bananas are high in B vitamins that help calm the nervous system. Overweight and at work? Studies at the Institute of Psychology in Austria found pressure at work leads to gorging on comfort food like chocolate and crisps. Looking at 5,000 hospital patients, researchers found the most obese were more likely to be in high-pressure jobs. The report concluded that, to avoid panic-induced food cravings, we need to control our blood sugar levels by snacking on high carbohydrate foods every two hours to keep levels steady.
Ulcers: The banana is used as the dietary food against intestinal disorders because of its soft texture and smoothness. It is the only raw fruit that can be eaten without distress in over-chronicler cases. It also neutralizes over-acidity and reduces irritation by coating the lining of the stomach. Temperature control: Many other cultures see bananas as a "cooling" fruit that can lower both the physical and emotional temperature of expectant mothers. In Thailand, for example, pregnant women eat bananas to ensure their baby is born with a cool temperature.
Seasonal Affective Disorder (SAD): Bananas can help SAD sufferers because they contain the natural mood enhancer tryptophan. Smoking: Bananas can also help people trying to give up smoking. The B6, B12 they contain, as well as the potassium and magnesium found in them, help the body recover from the effects of nicotine withdrawal. Stress: Potassium is a vital mineral, which helps normalize the heartbeat, sends oxygen to the brain and regulates your body's water balance. When we are stressed, our metabolic rate rises, thereby reducing our potassium levels. These can be rebalanced with the help of a high-potassium banana snack. Strokes: According to research in "The New England Journal of Medicine, "eating bananas as part of a regular diet can cut the risk of death by strokes by as much as 40%!
Warts: Those keen on natural alternatives swear that if you want to kill off a wart, take a piece of banana skin and place it on the wart, with the yellow side out. Carefully hold the skin in place with a plaster or surgical tape! So, a banana really is a natural remedy for many ills. When you compare it to an apple, it has four times the protein, twice the carbohydrate, three times the phosphorus, five times the vitamin A and iron, and twice the other vitamins and minerals. It is also rich in potassium and is one of the best value foods around.
So maybe its time to change that well-known phrase so that we say, "A banana a day keeps the doctor away!" PASS THIS ON TO ALL OF YOUR ON-LINE FRIENDS and FAMILY PS Bananas must be the reason monkeys are so happy all the time!
Bananas... This is very interesting. After Reading THIS, you'll NEVER look at a banana in the same way againBananas. Containing three natural sugars - sucrose, fructose and glucose combined with fiber, a banana gives an instant, sustained and substantial boost of energy.
Research has proven that just two bananas provide enough energy for a strenuous 90-minute workout. No wonder the banana is the number one fruit with the world's leading athletes.
But energy isn't the only way a banana can help us keep fit. It can also help overcome or prevent a substantial number of illnesses and conditions, making it a must to add to our daily diet.
Depression: According to a recent survey undertaken by MIND amongst people suffering from depression, many felt much better after eating a banana.
This is because bananas contain tryptophan, a type of protein that the body converts into serotonin, known to make you relax, improve your mood and generally make you feel happier. PMS: Forget the pills - eat a banana. The vitamin B6 it contains regulates blood glucose levels, which can affect your mood. Anemia: High in iron, bananas can stimulate the production of hemoglobin in the blood and so helps in cases of anemia.
Blood Pressure: This unique tropical fruit is extremely high in potassium yet low in salt, making it the perfect to beat blood pressure. So much so, the US Food and Drug Administration has just allowed the banana industry to make official claims for the fruit's ability to reduce the risk of blood pressure and stroke.
Brain Power: 200 students at a Twickenham (Middlesex) school were helped through their exams this year by eating bananas at breakfast, break, and lunch in a bid to boost their brain power. Research has shown that the potassium-packed fruit can assist learning by making pupils more alert. Constipation: High in fiber, including bananas in the diet can help restore normal bowel action, helping to overcome the problem without resorting to laxatives. Hangovers: One of the quickest ways of curing a hangover is to make a banana milkshake, sweetened with honey. The banana calms the stomach and, with the help of the honey, builds up depleted blood sugar levels, while the milk soothes and re-hydrates your system.
Heartburn: Bananas have a natural antacid effect in the body, so if you suffer from heartburn, try eating a banana for soothing relief. Morning Sickness: Snacking on bananas between meals helps to keep blood sugar levels up and avoid morning sickness. Mosquito bites: Before reaching for the insect bite cream, try rubbing the affected area with the inside of a banana skin. Many people find it amazingly successful at reducing swelling and irritation. Nerves: Bananas are high in B vitamins that help calm the nervous system. Overweight and at work? Studies at the Institute of Psychology in Austria found pressure at work leads to gorging on comfort food like chocolate and crisps. Looking at 5,000 hospital patients, researchers found the most obese were more likely to be in high-pressure jobs. The report concluded that, to avoid panic-induced food cravings, we need to control our blood sugar levels by snacking on high carbohydrate foods every two hours to keep levels steady.
Ulcers: The banana is used as the dietary food against intestinal disorders because of its soft texture and smoothness. It is the only raw fruit that can be eaten without distress in over-chronicler cases. It also neutralizes over-acidity and reduces irritation by coating the lining of the stomach. Temperature control: Many other cultures see bananas as a "cooling" fruit that can lower both the physical and emotional temperature of expectant mothers. In Thailand, for example, pregnant women eat bananas to ensure their baby is born with a cool temperature.
Seasonal Affective Disorder (SAD): Bananas can help SAD sufferers because they contain the natural mood enhancer tryptophan. Smoking: Bananas can also help people trying to give up smoking. The B6, B12 they contain, as well as the potassium and magnesium found in them, help the body recover from the effects of nicotine withdrawal. Stress: Potassium is a vital mineral, which helps normalize the heartbeat, sends oxygen to the brain and regulates your body's water balance. When we are stressed, our metabolic rate rises, thereby reducing our potassium levels. These can be rebalanced with the help of a high-potassium banana snack. Strokes: According to research in "The New England Journal of Medicine, "eating bananas as part of a regular diet can cut the risk of death by strokes by as much as 40%!
Warts: Those keen on natural alternatives swear that if you want to kill off a wart, take a piece of banana skin and place it on the wart, with the yellow side out. Carefully hold the skin in place with a plaster or surgical tape! So, a banana really is a natural remedy for many ills. When you compare it to an apple, it has four times the protein, twice the carbohydrate, three times the phosphorus, five times the vitamin A and iron, and twice the other vitamins and minerals. It is also rich in potassium and is one of the best value foods around.
So maybe its time to change that well-known phrase so that we say, "A banana a day keeps the doctor away!" PASS THIS ON TO ALL OF YOUR ON-LINE FRIENDS and FAMILY PS Bananas must be the reason monkeys are so happy all the time!
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Acholi : amariAfghan : Ma doste dermAfricain : Ek het jou liefeAfricain : Ek is lief vir jouAkan : Me dor woAlbanais : Te duaAlbanais : Te dashorojAlbanais : Ti je zemra imeAlentejano : Gosto de ti, porra !Allemand : Ich liebe DichAlgérien : KanbghikAlsacien : Ich hoan dich gearAmharic : AfekrishalehouAmharic : AfekrischaledouAnglais : I love youApache : Sheth she'n zho'nArabe (Arabe formel ) : Ohiboki (vers un homme)Arabe : Ib'n hebbak.Arabe : Ana Ba-heb-bakArabe : Ana behibak (femme vers homme)Arabe : Ahebik (femme vers homme)Arabe : Bahibak (femme vers homme)Arabe : BenhibkomArabe : nhebukArménien : Yes kez si'rumemArménien : Yar ounenalArpitan savoyard : jhe t'âmoAssamese (Inde) : Moi tomak bhal pauAutrichien : Ich liebe dichAyamara : mûnsmawaBari ( Langage Soudanais) : Nan nyanyar doBari ( Langage Soudanais) : Nan nyanyar do parikBasque : Nere MaïteaBasque : Maïte zaitutBatak : Holong rohangku di hoBavarois : I mog di narrisch gernBemba (Zambie) : NalikutemwaBemba (Zambie) : NinkutemweBengalais : Ami tomAy bhAlobAshiBengalais : Ami tomake bhalobashi.Berbère : Lakh tirikhBicol (Philippien) : Namumutan ta kaBirman : Chi pa deBirman : Min go nga chit tayBolivien (Quechua) : Qanta munaniBosniaque : Volim teBrésilien: Eu te amo (prononcer "eiu chee amu")Breton : da garan" (poétique - pour les amoureux)Breton : da garout a ran" (formule plus "commune" - je t'aime (bien))Bulgare : Obicham teBulgare : As te obichamBulgare : Obozhavam te (je t'aime énormément, mais tendre)Cambodgien : Bon sro lanh oonCambodgien : kh_nhaum soro_lahn nhee_ahCanadien français : Sh'teme , ou j't'aimeCantonais : Ngo oi neyCatalan : T'estim (Mallorcain)Catalan : T'estim moltCatalan : T'estime (Valencien)Catalan valencien : Te vullcCebuano (Philippin) : Gihigugmz ko ikawChamoru ou Chamorro : Hu guaiya haoCheyenne : NemehotatesChichewas : NdimakukondaChickasaw (USA) : Chiholloli (i final nasal)Chinois : Goa ai li (dialecte Amoy)Chinois : Ngo oi ney (dialectecte Cantonais)Chinois : Wo oi ni (dialectecte Cantonais)Chinois : Ngai oi gnee (dialecte Hakka)Chinois : Ngai on ni (dialecte Hakka)Chinois : Wa ai lu (dialecte Hokkien)Chinois : Wo ay ni (dialecte mandarin)Chinois : Ngo ai nong (dialecte Wu)Comorien : N' game handzoCoréen : Dangsinul saranghee yoCoréen : SarangheeCoréen : Nanun dangsineul joahapnidaCoréen : Nanun dangsineul mucheol joahapnidaCoréen : Nanun neoreul saranghapnidaCoréen : Gdaereul hjanghan naemaeum aljiCoréen : JaohaeyoCoréen : SaranghaeveyoCoréen : SaranghapanidaCoréen : Norul sarang haeCoréen : Tangsinul sarang ha oCoréen : Tangshin-ul sarang hae hae-yoCoréen : Nanun tangshinul sarang hamnidaCoréen : Tangsinul sarang ha yoCréole : Mi aime jouCréole Antillais (martinique guadeloupe) : mwen inmé'wCréole خle-Mauricego kontan toiCréole de la Réunion : Aime a ouCréole de la Réunion : Mi aim a ouCréole Haïtien : muwen renmen' ouCroate (familier) : Ja te volimDanois : Jeg elsker digDanois : Jeg er forelsket i dig (je suis amoureux)Davvi Semegiella : Mun rahkistin dùDigbambara : n' bi feDusun : Siuhang oku diaEcossais Gallois : Tha gra dh agam ortEquatorien (Quechua) : Canda munaniEspagnol (Castillan) : Te quieroEspagnol (Castillan) : Te AmoEsperanto : Mi amas vinEstonien : Mina armastan sindEstonien : Ma armastan sindEthopien : Afgreki'Farsi : Tora dust mi daramFarsi : AsheghetamFarsi (Perse) : doostat dAramFinnois (formel) : Minä rakastan sinuaFinnois (formel) : Rakastan sinuaFinnois (formel) : Minä pidä sinustraFinnois : (Mä) rakastan suaFinnois : (Mä) tykkään sustaFlamand : Ik hue van yeFlamand : Ik hue van deiFlamand (Néerlandais) : Ik hou van jou (passionnément)Flamand : ik zie je graagFrançais : Je t'aimeFrisien : Ik hou fan dei (sp?)Frisien : Ik hald fan dei (sp?)Gaélique : Tha gradh agam ortGaélique : Moo graugh hooGalicien : QueroteGalicien : AmoteGallois : Rwy'n dy garu di.Gallois : Yr wyf i yn dy garu di (chwi)Ghanéen (Akan, Twi) : Me dor woGrec : S'ayapoGrec : Eime eroteumos mazi souGrec : Eime eroteumos me 'sena (vous vers homme ou femme)Grec : Eime eroteumeni me 'sena (vous vers homme ou femme)Grec : Eime eroteumeni mazi souGrec (supérieur) : (Ego) philo suGrec (ancien) : Philo seGroenlandais : Asavakit.Guarani : Rohiyu (ro-hai'-hyu)Gujrati (Pakistan) : Hoon tane pyar karoochhoonGujrati (Pakistan) : Hoon tuney chaoon chhoon (n nasal, ne pas prononcer)Hausa (Niger) : Ina sonkiHawaiien : Aloha wau ia 'oeHawaiien : Aloha wau ia 'oe nui loa ( je t'aime énormément)Hébraïque : Ani ohev otach (homme vers femme)Hébraïque : Ani ohev otcha (homme vers homme)Hébraïque : Ani ohevet otach (femme vers femme)Hébraïque : Ani ohevet otcha (femme vers homme)Hébraïque : Anee ohev otkha (homme vers femme)Hébraïque : Anee ohevet otkha (femme vers homme)Hébraïque : Anee ohev otkha (homme vers homme)Hébraïque : Anee ohevet otakh (femme vers femme)Hindi : Mae tumko pyar kiaHindi : My tumko pyar karta huHindi : Main tumse pyar karta hoon.Hindi : Ham Tomche Payer KortaheHindi : Mai tumse peyar karta hnuHindi : Mai tumase pyar karata hun (homme vers femme)Hindi : Mai tumase pyar karata hun.(femme vers homme)Hindi : Mai tumse pyar karta hooHindi : Mae tumko pyar kia.Hindi : Main tuze pyar karta hoon (le n est nasal, ne se prononce pas)Hindi (Kannada) : Naanu ninnannu premisuththeneHmong (ethnie du laos) : Kuv hlub kov (à prononcé cou lou co à peu près)Hokkien : Wa ai luHongrois : SzeretlekHongrois : Szeretlek te'gedHopi : Nu' umi unangwŽtaIbaloi (Philippin) : Pip-piyan tahaIbaloi (Philippin) : Pipiyan ta han shili (je t'aime énormément et plus)Imazighan : Halagh kemIndonésien : Saya kasih saudariIndonésien : Saya cinta kamuIndonésien : Saya cinta padamuIndonésien : Saja kasih saudaryIndonésien : Aku cinta padamuIndonésien : Aku tjintaa padamuIndonésien : Aku cinta kamuIrlandais : taim i' ngra leatIrlandais/Gallois : t'a gr'a agam dhuitIslandais : Eg elska thigItalien : ti amoItalien : ti voglio beneItalien : ti adoroItalien : sei il mio amoreJaponais : Kimi o ai shiteru (très très familier)Japonais : Watakushi-wa anata-wo ai shimasuJaponais : Kulo tresnoJaponais : AishiteiruJaponais : Chuu shiteyoJaponais : Ora omme no koto ga suki daJaponais : Ore wa omae ga suki daJaponais : SuitonnenJaponais : SukiyanenJaponais : SukiyoJaponais : Watashi wa anata ga suki desuJaponais : Watashi wa anata wo ai shithe imasuJaponais : A-i-shi-te ma-suJavanais : Kulo tresnoKabile : Hemlark (vers un homme)Kankana-ey (Philippin) : Laylaydek sik-aKannada (Inde) : Naanu Ninnanu PreethisutheneKannada (Inde) : Naanu Ninnanu MohisutheneKikongo : Mono ke zola ngeKinyarwanda : NdagukundaKiswahili : NakupendaKlingon : bangwI' SohKlingon : qaparHa'Klingon : qamuSháKlingon : qaparHáqu'Kpele : I walikanaKurde : Ez te hezdikhemKurde : Min te xushvetKurde : Min te xoshvet (dialecte du sud)
Langue de Fe(u) : Feje fetai feme ou Jefe taife mefeLaotien : Khoi huk chauLaotien : Khoi hak joaLaotien : Khoi hak chaoLaotien : Khoi mak joa laiLaotien : Khoi mak joaLaotien : Khoi hak joa laiLari (Congo, région du Pool) : Ni kou zololoLatin : Te amoLatin : Vos amoLatin (ancien) : (Ego) Amo teLatvien : Es tevi milu (prononcer 'es tevy meelu')Latvien : Es milu tevi (langage commun)Libanais : BahibakLingala (Congo) : Nalingi yoLingala (Congo): Na lingui yoLithuanien : Tave myliuLisbonne (argot de) : Gramo-te bue', chavalinha !Ligure : mi te amuLojban : Mi do pramiLuo ( Kenia) : AheriLuxembourgeois : Ech hun dech gärMaa : IlolengeMacédonien : Te sakamMacédonien : Te ljubamMacédonien : Jas te sakamMacédonien : PozdravMadrid (argot de) : Me molas, troncaMalgache : Tiako ianoMalgache : Tianao ahoMaiese : Wa waMalais : Saya cintamuMalais : Saya sayangmuMalais : Saya sayang andaMalais : Saya cintakan muMalais : Saya sayangkan muMalais : Saya chantikan awakMalais : Aku sayang kauMalais : Saya sayangmuMalais/Bahasa : Saya cinta muMalais/Indonésien : Aku sayang kauMalais/Indonésien : Saya chantikan awahMalais/Indonésien : Saya sayangkan engkauMalais/Indonésien : Saya chantikan awahMalais/Indonésien : Aku cinta pada kauMalais/Indonésien : Aku cinta pada muMalais/Indonésien : Saya cinta oada muMalais/Indonésien : Saya sayangkan engkauMalais/Indonésien : Sayah chantikan awahMalayalam : Ngan ninne snaehikkunnuMalayalam : Njyann ninne' preetikyunnuMalayalam : Njyaan ninnne mohikyunnuMalayasien : Saya cintamuMalayasien : Saya sayangmuMalayasien : Saya cinta kamuMandarin : Wo ai niMarathi : Mi tuzya var karatoMarathi : Me tujhashi prem karte (femme vers homme)Marocain : KanbhikMarocain : KanhebekMarshallais : Yokwe YukMongol : Be Chamad Hairtai (très intime)Mohawk : KonoronhkwaMoyi (Congo Brazzaville) : GakakayoMunukutuba (Congo, Sud) : Mu zola mgéMunukutuba (Congo, Sud) : Mou zolaguéNaori : ka arocha ahau ki a korNavajo : Ayor anosh'niNdebele (Zimbabwe): NiyakutandaNéerlandais : Ik hou van jou (passionnément)Népalais : Ma timi sita prem garchhu (romantique)Népalais : Ma timilai maya garchhu (non romantique)Norvégien : Jeg elskar deg (Bokmaal)Norvégien : Eg elskar deg (Nynorsk)Norvégien : Jeg elsker deg (Bokmål) (prononcer : yai elske dai)Nyanja : NinatembaOccitan gascon : Que t'aimiOccitan languedocien : T'aimiOp (anglophone) : Op lopveop yopuopOp (francophone) : Op jeop top aiopmeopOriya : Moon Tumakoo Bhala PayeOriya : Moon Tumakoo Prema KareOromoo : SinjaladhaOromoo : SinjaldhaOsetien : Aez dae warzynOurdou (Inde) : Mujge tumae mahabbat haiOurdou (Inde) : Main tumse muhabbat karta hoonOurdou (Inde) : Mujge tumse mohabbat haiOurdou (Inde) : Kam prem kartahaiOuzbek : Man seni sevamanPakistanais : Muje se mu habbat haiPakistanais : Muje stumse mahabbat haiPapiamento : Mi ta stimáboPedi : KiyahurataPerse : Tora dost daramPig Latin : Ie ovele ouyePicard : ej t'ei kierPicard : ej te vô voléntiéPhilippinin : Mahal ka taPhilippinin : Iniibig KitaPoitevin-Saintongeais : i t'aemePolonais : Kocham ciebiePolonais : Ja cie kochamPortugais/brésilien : Eu te amoPortugais: Eu amo-tePortugais : Amo-teProvençal rhodanien (Mistralien) : T'amePunjubi (Inde) : Main tainu pyar karnaPunjubi (Inde) : Mai taunu pyar kardarQuenay : Tye-melaneRoumain : Te iubescRoumain : Te adorRusse : Ya lioubliou tiebia (je t'aime)Russe : Ya tiebia lioubliou (je t'aime)Russe : Ya vas lioubliou (je vous aime)Russe : Lioubliou tiebia (je t'aime)Russe : Ya polubil tiebia (je suis tombé amoureux de toi)Russe : Ya polubila tiebia (je suis tombée amoureuse de toi)Russe : Ya lioubliou tiebia (je t'aime)Scanien (Skånska) : Jâ hóllor âw diScanien (Skånska) : Jâ tyŽtjor omm diSamoen : Ou te alofa outouSamoen: Ou te alofa ia te oeSamoen : Talo'fa ia te oeSamoen : Fia moi ?Sancrit : AnugragSerbe (formel) : Ja vas volimSerbe (formel) : Volim vasSerbe (formel) : Ljubim teSerbe (familier) : Ja te volimSerbe (familier) : Volim teSerbe (ancien) : Ljubim te (langage poétique)Serbo-Croate : Volim teSerbo-Croate : Ljubim teSerbo-Croate : Ja te volimSeSotho : Kiyahurata (prononcer ky-ya-hoo-rata)Shona : NdinokudaSingalais (Ceylan) : Mama oyata adareiSingalais (Ceylan) : Mama oyata aadareyiSioux : TechihhilaSlovaque : Lubim taSlovène : Ljubim teSrilankais : Mama oyata arderyiStrasbourgeois (variante alsacienne) : Ich hoab dich gearn (amical)Strasbourgeois (variante alsacienne) : Ich hoab dich leb (beaucoup plus tendre)Sudanais ( Bari ) : Nan nyanyar doSudanais ( Bari ) : Nan nyanyar do parikSuaheli (Ouest Afrique) : NinikupendaSwahili : Naku endaSwahili : Naku pendaSwahili : NinikupendaSwahili : Dholu'oSuédois : Jag älskar digSuédois : Iaj Alskar DejSuédois : Jag är kär i dig (je suis amoureux)Suisse allemand : Ch'ha di gärnSyrien/Libanais: Bhebbak (vers un homme)Tagaloge : Mahal kitaTahitien : Ua Here Vau Ia OeTahitien : Ua here vau ia oeTamoul : Naan unni kathilikaranTamoul : Ni yaanai kaadli karenTamoul : Naan unnai kadalikirenTamoul : Nan unnai kathalikarenTamoul : N^an yaanai kaadli karenTamoul : Nam vi' remberemTchèque : Miluji ty (miloujou ti)Telugu (Inde) : Neenu ninnu prámistu'nnanuTelugu (Inde) : Nenu ninnu premistunnanuTelugu (Inde) : Ninnu premistunnahuThaï (formel) : Ch'an rak khun (femme vers homme)Thaï (formel) : Chum-ruk-koon (femme vers homme)Thaï : Khoa raak thoe (affection, amour, tendresse)Tshiluba : Ndi mukasuaTshiluba : Ndi musua weweTshiluba : Ndi ne ditalala bua weweTswama : Ke a go rataTunisien : hebbekTunisien : Ha eh baknTumbuka : NkhukutemwaTurc : Seni seviyorumTurc : Seni begeniyorum (très tendre)Turc : Sana deliler gibi asigim (je suis fou amoureux de toi)Ukrainien : Ya tebe kokhaïou (je t'aime)Unuit (Esquimo) : OunakrodiwakitVai : Na liaVärmländska : Du är görgo te mägVerlan : meait'je (forme apprenti)Verlan : emia ai't ej (forme plus complexe)Vietnamien : Toi yeu emVilie (Congo) : Mi bekuzolaVolapük : Löfob oliVulcain : Wani ra yana ro aishaWallon : Dji vos veu voltiWallon : Dji vos inmeWallon : Dji v'zinmeWollof : Da ma la nopeWollof : Da ma la nopYiddish : Ich libe dichYiddish : Ich han dich libYiddish : Kh'hob dick libYiddish : Kh'ob dikh holtYiddish : Ikh bin dir farlibtYucatec maya : 'in k'aatech (entre amants)Yucatec maya : 'in yabitmech (pour presque tous)Yougoslave : Ya te volimZaïroi : Na lingui yoZazi (Kurde) : Ezhele hezdege (?)Zoulou : NgiyakuthandaZuni : Tom ho' ichemaThere are plenty of languages to say I LOVE Ubut Kangal matum pothumada €n K@th@lai Sola........
Everytime you smile at someone, it is an action of love, a gift to that person, a beautiful thing. Mother Teresa
Langue de Fe(u) : Feje fetai feme ou Jefe taife mefeLaotien : Khoi huk chauLaotien : Khoi hak joaLaotien : Khoi hak chaoLaotien : Khoi mak joa laiLaotien : Khoi mak joaLaotien : Khoi hak joa laiLari (Congo, région du Pool) : Ni kou zololoLatin : Te amoLatin : Vos amoLatin (ancien) : (Ego) Amo teLatvien : Es tevi milu (prononcer 'es tevy meelu')Latvien : Es milu tevi (langage commun)Libanais : BahibakLingala (Congo) : Nalingi yoLingala (Congo): Na lingui yoLithuanien : Tave myliuLisbonne (argot de) : Gramo-te bue', chavalinha !Ligure : mi te amuLojban : Mi do pramiLuo ( Kenia) : AheriLuxembourgeois : Ech hun dech gärMaa : IlolengeMacédonien : Te sakamMacédonien : Te ljubamMacédonien : Jas te sakamMacédonien : PozdravMadrid (argot de) : Me molas, troncaMalgache : Tiako ianoMalgache : Tianao ahoMaiese : Wa waMalais : Saya cintamuMalais : Saya sayangmuMalais : Saya sayang andaMalais : Saya cintakan muMalais : Saya sayangkan muMalais : Saya chantikan awakMalais : Aku sayang kauMalais : Saya sayangmuMalais/Bahasa : Saya cinta muMalais/Indonésien : Aku sayang kauMalais/Indonésien : Saya chantikan awahMalais/Indonésien : Saya sayangkan engkauMalais/Indonésien : Saya chantikan awahMalais/Indonésien : Aku cinta pada kauMalais/Indonésien : Aku cinta pada muMalais/Indonésien : Saya cinta oada muMalais/Indonésien : Saya sayangkan engkauMalais/Indonésien : Sayah chantikan awahMalayalam : Ngan ninne snaehikkunnuMalayalam : Njyann ninne' preetikyunnuMalayalam : Njyaan ninnne mohikyunnuMalayasien : Saya cintamuMalayasien : Saya sayangmuMalayasien : Saya cinta kamuMandarin : Wo ai niMarathi : Mi tuzya var karatoMarathi : Me tujhashi prem karte (femme vers homme)Marocain : KanbhikMarocain : KanhebekMarshallais : Yokwe YukMongol : Be Chamad Hairtai (très intime)Mohawk : KonoronhkwaMoyi (Congo Brazzaville) : GakakayoMunukutuba (Congo, Sud) : Mu zola mgéMunukutuba (Congo, Sud) : Mou zolaguéNaori : ka arocha ahau ki a korNavajo : Ayor anosh'niNdebele (Zimbabwe): NiyakutandaNéerlandais : Ik hou van jou (passionnément)Népalais : Ma timi sita prem garchhu (romantique)Népalais : Ma timilai maya garchhu (non romantique)Norvégien : Jeg elskar deg (Bokmaal)Norvégien : Eg elskar deg (Nynorsk)Norvégien : Jeg elsker deg (Bokmål) (prononcer : yai elske dai)Nyanja : NinatembaOccitan gascon : Que t'aimiOccitan languedocien : T'aimiOp (anglophone) : Op lopveop yopuopOp (francophone) : Op jeop top aiopmeopOriya : Moon Tumakoo Bhala PayeOriya : Moon Tumakoo Prema KareOromoo : SinjaladhaOromoo : SinjaldhaOsetien : Aez dae warzynOurdou (Inde) : Mujge tumae mahabbat haiOurdou (Inde) : Main tumse muhabbat karta hoonOurdou (Inde) : Mujge tumse mohabbat haiOurdou (Inde) : Kam prem kartahaiOuzbek : Man seni sevamanPakistanais : Muje se mu habbat haiPakistanais : Muje stumse mahabbat haiPapiamento : Mi ta stimáboPedi : KiyahurataPerse : Tora dost daramPig Latin : Ie ovele ouyePicard : ej t'ei kierPicard : ej te vô voléntiéPhilippinin : Mahal ka taPhilippinin : Iniibig KitaPoitevin-Saintongeais : i t'aemePolonais : Kocham ciebiePolonais : Ja cie kochamPortugais/brésilien : Eu te amoPortugais: Eu amo-tePortugais : Amo-teProvençal rhodanien (Mistralien) : T'amePunjubi (Inde) : Main tainu pyar karnaPunjubi (Inde) : Mai taunu pyar kardarQuenay : Tye-melaneRoumain : Te iubescRoumain : Te adorRusse : Ya lioubliou tiebia (je t'aime)Russe : Ya tiebia lioubliou (je t'aime)Russe : Ya vas lioubliou (je vous aime)Russe : Lioubliou tiebia (je t'aime)Russe : Ya polubil tiebia (je suis tombé amoureux de toi)Russe : Ya polubila tiebia (je suis tombée amoureuse de toi)Russe : Ya lioubliou tiebia (je t'aime)Scanien (Skånska) : Jâ hóllor âw diScanien (Skånska) : Jâ tyŽtjor omm diSamoen : Ou te alofa outouSamoen: Ou te alofa ia te oeSamoen : Talo'fa ia te oeSamoen : Fia moi ?Sancrit : AnugragSerbe (formel) : Ja vas volimSerbe (formel) : Volim vasSerbe (formel) : Ljubim teSerbe (familier) : Ja te volimSerbe (familier) : Volim teSerbe (ancien) : Ljubim te (langage poétique)Serbo-Croate : Volim teSerbo-Croate : Ljubim teSerbo-Croate : Ja te volimSeSotho : Kiyahurata (prononcer ky-ya-hoo-rata)Shona : NdinokudaSingalais (Ceylan) : Mama oyata adareiSingalais (Ceylan) : Mama oyata aadareyiSioux : TechihhilaSlovaque : Lubim taSlovène : Ljubim teSrilankais : Mama oyata arderyiStrasbourgeois (variante alsacienne) : Ich hoab dich gearn (amical)Strasbourgeois (variante alsacienne) : Ich hoab dich leb (beaucoup plus tendre)Sudanais ( Bari ) : Nan nyanyar doSudanais ( Bari ) : Nan nyanyar do parikSuaheli (Ouest Afrique) : NinikupendaSwahili : Naku endaSwahili : Naku pendaSwahili : NinikupendaSwahili : Dholu'oSuédois : Jag älskar digSuédois : Iaj Alskar DejSuédois : Jag är kär i dig (je suis amoureux)Suisse allemand : Ch'ha di gärnSyrien/Libanais: Bhebbak (vers un homme)Tagaloge : Mahal kitaTahitien : Ua Here Vau Ia OeTahitien : Ua here vau ia oeTamoul : Naan unni kathilikaranTamoul : Ni yaanai kaadli karenTamoul : Naan unnai kadalikirenTamoul : Nan unnai kathalikarenTamoul : N^an yaanai kaadli karenTamoul : Nam vi' remberemTchèque : Miluji ty (miloujou ti)Telugu (Inde) : Neenu ninnu prámistu'nnanuTelugu (Inde) : Nenu ninnu premistunnanuTelugu (Inde) : Ninnu premistunnahuThaï (formel) : Ch'an rak khun (femme vers homme)Thaï (formel) : Chum-ruk-koon (femme vers homme)Thaï : Khoa raak thoe (affection, amour, tendresse)Tshiluba : Ndi mukasuaTshiluba : Ndi musua weweTshiluba : Ndi ne ditalala bua weweTswama : Ke a go rataTunisien : hebbekTunisien : Ha eh baknTumbuka : NkhukutemwaTurc : Seni seviyorumTurc : Seni begeniyorum (très tendre)Turc : Sana deliler gibi asigim (je suis fou amoureux de toi)Ukrainien : Ya tebe kokhaïou (je t'aime)Unuit (Esquimo) : OunakrodiwakitVai : Na liaVärmländska : Du är görgo te mägVerlan : meait'je (forme apprenti)Verlan : emia ai't ej (forme plus complexe)Vietnamien : Toi yeu emVilie (Congo) : Mi bekuzolaVolapük : Löfob oliVulcain : Wani ra yana ro aishaWallon : Dji vos veu voltiWallon : Dji vos inmeWallon : Dji v'zinmeWollof : Da ma la nopeWollof : Da ma la nopYiddish : Ich libe dichYiddish : Ich han dich libYiddish : Kh'hob dick libYiddish : Kh'ob dikh holtYiddish : Ikh bin dir farlibtYucatec maya : 'in k'aatech (entre amants)Yucatec maya : 'in yabitmech (pour presque tous)Yougoslave : Ya te volimZaïroi : Na lingui yoZazi (Kurde) : Ezhele hezdege (?)Zoulou : NgiyakuthandaZuni : Tom ho' ichemaThere are plenty of languages to say I LOVE Ubut Kangal matum pothumada €n K@th@lai Sola........
Everytime you smile at someone, it is an action of love, a gift to that person, a beautiful thing. Mother Teresa
someone's someone
someone is very proud of you
someone is thinking of you
someone cares about you
someone misses you
someone wants to talk to you
someone wants to be with you
someone hopes you aren't in trouble
someone is thankful for the support you have provided
someone wants to hold your hand someone hopes everything turns out all right
someone wants you to be happy
someone wants you to find them
someone is celebrating your successes
someone wants to give you a gift
someone think you ARE a gift
someone hopes you are not too cold, or too hot
someone wants to hug you
someone loves you
someone wants to lavish you with small gifts
someone admires your strength
someone is thinking of you and smiling
someone wants to be your shoulder to cry on
someone wants to go out with you and have a lot of fun
someone thinks the world of you
someone wants to protect you
someone would do anything for you
someone wants to be forgiven
someone is grateful for your forgiveness
someone wants to laugh with you about old times
someone remembers you and wishes you were there
someone needs to know that your love is unconditional
somebody values your advice
someone wants to tell you how much they care
someone wants to stay up watching old movies with you
someone wants to share their dreams with you
someone wants to hold you in their arms
someone wants YOU to hold them in your arms
someone treasures your spirit
someone wishes they could STOP time because of you
someone can't wait to see you
someone wishes that things didn't have to change
someone loves you for who you are
someone loves the way you make them feel
someone wants to be with you
someone hears a song that reminds them of you
someone wants you to know they are there for you
someone is glad that you're their friend
someone wants to be your friend
someone stayed up all night thinking about you
someone is alive because of you
someone is wishing that you would notice them
someone wants to get to know you better
someone believes that you are their soul mate
someone wants to be near you
someone misses your guidance and advice
someone values your guidance and advice
someone has faith in you
someone trusts you
someone needs you to send them this letter
someone needs your support
someone needs you to have faith in them
someone needs you to let them be your friend
someone will cry when they read this
someone's someone
someone is very proud of you
someone is thinking of you
someone cares about you
someone misses you
someone wants to talk to you
someone wants to be with you
someone hopes you aren't in trouble
someone is thankful for the support you have provided
someone wants to hold your hand someone hopes everything turns out all right
someone wants you to be happy
someone wants you to find them
someone is celebrating your successes
someone wants to give you a gift
someone think you ARE a gift
someone hopes you are not too cold, or too hot
someone wants to hug you
someone loves you
someone wants to lavish you with small gifts
someone admires your strength
someone is thinking of you and smiling
someone wants to be your shoulder to cry on
someone wants to go out with you and have a lot of fun
someone thinks the world of you
someone wants to protect you
someone would do anything for you
someone wants to be forgiven
someone is grateful for your forgiveness
someone wants to laugh with you about old times
someone remembers you and wishes you were there
someone needs to know that your love is unconditional
somebody values your advice
someone wants to tell you how much they care
someone wants to stay up watching old movies with you
someone wants to share their dreams with you
someone wants to hold you in their arms
someone wants YOU to hold them in your arms
someone treasures your spirit
someone wishes they could STOP time because of you
someone can't wait to see you
someone wishes that things didn't have to change
someone loves you for who you are
someone loves the way you make them feel
someone wants to be with you
someone hears a song that reminds them of you
someone wants you to know they are there for you
someone is glad that you're their friend
someone wants to be your friend
someone stayed up all night thinking about you
someone is alive because of you
someone is wishing that you would notice them
someone wants to get to know you better
someone believes that you are their soul mate
someone wants to be near you
someone misses your guidance and advice
someone values your guidance and advice
someone has faith in you
someone trusts you
someone needs you to send them this letter
someone needs your support
someone needs you to have faith in them
someone needs you to let them be your friend
someone will cry when they read this
someone's someone
BADAGA COMMUNITY
Chronologically, the Badagas may be said to stand midway between the old and the new the advent of the Todas to the hills some eight hundred years ago and the occupation of the district by the British at the beginning of the 19th century. The name Badaga, which has been spelt as it is pronounced, Budaga, and corrupted to burgher, literally signifies, "Northener". They are a tribe of the Karnarese of Mysore, and without doubt, their migration from North (Badaku) accounts for the origin of their name. Compared with the other hill tribes, the outstanding characteristic of the Badagas is their progressiveness. In intelligence, and adaptability to European methods and occupations they are far superior. Their dwellings, cultivated lands, and general mode of life, all manifest this superiority. As in number they are about six times as strong as the remaining tribes put together, they chiefly represent the natives of the Hills – a virile, wholesome, and industrious people. Their complexion is fair, their features are pleasant, their hair black and straight and they of medium height. The Badagas are a gentle and light-hearted people who are fond of music and songs.
The customary dress of Badaga men is a single, coarse, unbleached cloth, edged with red or blue stripes and turbans are worn. The Badaga women wear upper and lower cloths of the same material as that worn by men. Their ornaments consist of brass, iron and silver. Girls of a marriageable age are tattooed on the forehead, and the chest also tattooed with lines and dots.There are number of graded castes among the Badagas. Mr. Grigg’s manual describes them into following sects: Haruva, Wodeya, Adhikari, Kanaka, Badaga and thoreya.Most of the Badaga villages scattered over the plateau, and to European eyes, they present a pleasing appearance with their neat rows of tiled, one-storied houses, surrounded by tiny fields, the houses, themselves, are built of mud, stone, or brick, and are covered with tiles. The villages of Badagas Called as Hatti. The Badaga language is a mixture of Kanada and Tamil. Though there is no script for this language, it has a fairly rich oral literature, poetry, songs, and prayer charts.The Badagas are Hindus of the Siva sect, the shrines and temples of them are numerous. They celebrate festivals like Hethe Hubba, Deva Hubba, Dodda Hubba, Sakklathi Hubba, Jadeswami Hubba and Mangkali Hubba. They also celebrate the major Hindu festivals like Divali, Pongal, Ayutha Pooja, etc.Agriculture: Particularly potato cultivation was the most popular occupation of the Badagas for a long time, and peas, garlic, korali and samai are the cereals mostly grown, these forming their staple diet. They also keep large number of cattle, and sell a good part of their dairy produce to Europeans.Like all the hill tribes, the Badagas are not in any sense of the word an aggressive or hostile people.
Chronologically, the Badagas may be said to stand midway between the old and the new the advent of the Todas to the hills some eight hundred years ago and the occupation of the district by the British at the beginning of the 19th century. The name Badaga, which has been spelt as it is pronounced, Budaga, and corrupted to burgher, literally signifies, "Northener". They are a tribe of the Karnarese of Mysore, and without doubt, their migration from North (Badaku) accounts for the origin of their name. Compared with the other hill tribes, the outstanding characteristic of the Badagas is their progressiveness. In intelligence, and adaptability to European methods and occupations they are far superior. Their dwellings, cultivated lands, and general mode of life, all manifest this superiority. As in number they are about six times as strong as the remaining tribes put together, they chiefly represent the natives of the Hills – a virile, wholesome, and industrious people. Their complexion is fair, their features are pleasant, their hair black and straight and they of medium height. The Badagas are a gentle and light-hearted people who are fond of music and songs.
The customary dress of Badaga men is a single, coarse, unbleached cloth, edged with red or blue stripes and turbans are worn. The Badaga women wear upper and lower cloths of the same material as that worn by men. Their ornaments consist of brass, iron and silver. Girls of a marriageable age are tattooed on the forehead, and the chest also tattooed with lines and dots.There are number of graded castes among the Badagas. Mr. Grigg’s manual describes them into following sects: Haruva, Wodeya, Adhikari, Kanaka, Badaga and thoreya.Most of the Badaga villages scattered over the plateau, and to European eyes, they present a pleasing appearance with their neat rows of tiled, one-storied houses, surrounded by tiny fields, the houses, themselves, are built of mud, stone, or brick, and are covered with tiles. The villages of Badagas Called as Hatti. The Badaga language is a mixture of Kanada and Tamil. Though there is no script for this language, it has a fairly rich oral literature, poetry, songs, and prayer charts.The Badagas are Hindus of the Siva sect, the shrines and temples of them are numerous. They celebrate festivals like Hethe Hubba, Deva Hubba, Dodda Hubba, Sakklathi Hubba, Jadeswami Hubba and Mangkali Hubba. They also celebrate the major Hindu festivals like Divali, Pongal, Ayutha Pooja, etc.Agriculture: Particularly potato cultivation was the most popular occupation of the Badagas for a long time, and peas, garlic, korali and samai are the cereals mostly grown, these forming their staple diet. They also keep large number of cattle, and sell a good part of their dairy produce to Europeans.Like all the hill tribes, the Badagas are not in any sense of the word an aggressive or hostile people.
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