Children's Seeking for Love !!!!!!!! Ultimate One.....

CAN I BORROW RS. 25?                   

 

Can I borrow Rs 25?

A woman came home from work late, tired and irritated, to find her 5-year old son waiting for her at the door.

SON: 'Mummy, may I ask you a question?'

MUM: 'Yeah sure, what it is?' replied the woman.

SON: 'Mummy, how much do you make an hour?'

MUM: 'That's none of your business. Why do you ask such a thing?' the woman said angrily.
SON: 'I just want to know. Please tell me, how much do you make an hour?'
MUM: 'If you must know, I make   R 50 an hour.'
SON: 'Oh,' the little boy replied, with his head down.
SON: 'Mummy, may I please borrow R25?'
The mother was furious, 'If the only reason you asked that is so you can borrow some money to buy a silly toy or some other nonsense, then you march yourself straight to your room and go to bed. Think about why you are being so selfish. I don't work hard everyday for such childish frivolities.'
The little boy quietly went to his room and shut the door..

The woman sat down and started to get even angrier about the little boy's questions. How dare he ask such questions only to get some money?
After about an hour or so, the woman had calmed down , and started to think:
Maybe there was something he really needed to buy with that R25.00 and she really didn't ask for money very often.The woman went to the door of the little boy's room and opened the door.
'Are you asleep, son?' She asked.
'No Mummy, I'm awake,' replied the boy.
'I've been thinking, maybe I was too hard on you earlier' said the woman. 'It's been a long day and I took out my aggravation on you. Here's the R25 you asked for.'
The little boy sat straight up, smiling. 'Oh, thank you Mummy!' he yelled. Then, reaching under his pillow he pulled out some crumpled up bills.
The woman saw that the boy already had money, started to get angry again.
The little boy slowly counted out his money, and then looked up at his mother.
'Why do you want more money if you already have some?' the mother grumbled.

'Because I didn't have enough, but now I do,' the little boy replied.
'Mummy, I have R50 now. Can I buy an hour of your time? Please come home early tomorrow. I would like to have dinner with you.'
The mother was crushed. She put his arms around her little son, and she begged for his forgiveness.
It's just a short reminder to all of you working so hard in life. We should not let time slip through our fingers without having spent some time with those who really matter to us, those close to our hearts. Do remember to share that R50 worth of your time with someone you love.
If we die tomorrow, the company that we are working for could easily replace us in a matter of hours. But the family & friends we leave behind will feel the loss for the rest of their lives.

Cuttest Hidden Love Story...... !!!!!

10th Grade

As I sat there in English class, I stared at the girl next to
me.
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
why. 

11th Grade

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 why.
 
12th Grade

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
why...

Graduation Day

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
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
why…
 

A Few Years Later

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
why...
 

Funeral

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 written in her high school years. This is what it read: I
stare
at him wishing he were mine. But he doesn't notice me like
that,
and I know it. 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…

i wish I did too…
i thought to myself, and I cried.