She 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?'

The surgeon said, 'I'm sorry. We did all we could, but your boy didn't make it.'

Sally said, 'Why do little children get cancer? Doesn't God care any more? Where were you, God, when my son needed you?'

The surgeon asked, 'Would you like some time alone with your son? One of the nurses will be out in a few minutes, before he's transported to the university.'

Sally asked the nurse to stay with her while she said good bye to son. She ran her fingers lovingly through his thick red curly hair. 'Would you like a lock of his hair?' the nurse asked. 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 lay down across his bed and, hugging his pillow, cried herself to sleep.

It was around midnight when Sally awoke. Lying beside her on the bed was a folded letter. The letter said:

'Dear Mom ,
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? God doesn't look like any of his pictures. Yet, when I saw Him, I knew it was Him. God 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

tune rula diya nyte k bachhe... Bahut dard he is story me.

hmmmm. Tank goddd. kisi ne to kadar ki STORY ki..... ZEENU........

realy itz hrt touchy story .

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When opportunity knocks


A young man wished to marry the farmer's beautiful daughter. He went to the
farmer to ask his permission. The farmer looked at him and said, Son, go
stand out in that field. I'm going to release three bulls, one at a time. If
you can catch the tail of any one of the three bulls, you can marry my
daughter.

The young man stood in the field awaiting the first bull. The barn door opened
and out came the biggest, meanest looking bull he had ever seen.. He decided
that one of the next bulls had to be a better choice than this one, so he ran
over to the side and let the bull pass through.

The barn door opened again. Unbelievable. He had never seen anything so big
and fierce in his life. It stood pawing the ground, it eyed him. Whatever the
next bull was like, it had to be a better choice than this one he thought. He
ran to the fence and let the bull pass through.

The door opened a third time. A smile came across his face. This was the
weakest bull he had ever seen. This one was his bull, he said to himself. As
the bull came running by, he positioned himself just right and jumped at just
the exact moment. He threw his hands to grab..... But alas..... The bull had no
tail.



Moral: Life is full of opportunities. Always grab the first one.

. . Hmmm Nyte bhai. . . Good. . Sahi kaha. . .

Wow nyt jihmm..

vry gud story nytridr...

nyc story

hmmm, i read 2nd story.... Bahut sahi baat kahi, meri samajh me aa gayi... Abhi tak main chance ko itna importance nhi deti thi... Ab apne me change laungi... Thanks nyte for a guidance thrugh ur story... Good work, keep it up .

PLASURE ji ... ZEEEnu..... (thnaks)

Hmmm. mai bhi to sikhta hu ye story padh padh ke. lolzzz

DIS STORY IS DEDICATE 2 GRP OWNER ZEENAT..[/i]

[b]''THIS TOO WILL PASS''


[i]Once a King called upon all of his wise men and asked them,
Is there a mantra or suggestion which works in every situation, in every cir tance, in every place and in every time. Something which can help me when none of you is available to advise me. Tell me is there any mantra? All wise men got puzzled by Kings question. One answer for all questions? Something that works everywhere, in every situation?

In every joy, every sorrow, every defeat and every victory? They thought and thought.

After a lengthy discussion, an old man suggested something which appealed to all of them. They went to the king and gave him something written on paper. But the condition was that king was not to see it out of curiosity. Only in extreme danger, when the King finds himself alone and there seems to be no way, only then hell have to see it. The King put the papers under his Diamond ring.

After a few days, the neighbors attacked the Kingdom. It was a collective surprise attack of the Kings enemies. King and his army fought bravely but lost the battle. King had to fled on his horse. The enemies were following him. His horse took him far away in the Jungle. He could hear many troops of horses following him and the noise was coming closer and closer. Suddenly the King found himself standing at the end of the road - that road was not going anywhere. Underneath there was a rocky valley thousand feet deep. If he jumped into it, he would be finished.and he could not return because it was a small road. The sound of enemys horses was approaching fast. King became restless. There seemed to be no way.

Then suddenly he saw the Diamond in his ring shining in the sun, and he remembered the message hidden in the ring. He opened the diamond and read the message. The message was very small but very great. The message was This too will pass.

The King read it. Again read it. Suddenly something struck him- Yes! It too will pass. Only a few days ago, I was enjoying my kingdom. I was the mightiest of all the Kings. Yet today, the Kingdom and all his pleasure have gone. I am here trying to escape from enemies. However when those days of luxuries have gone, this day of danger too will pass. Calm come on his face.
He kept standing there. The place where he was standing
was full of natural beauty. He had never known that such a beautiful place was also a part of his Kingdom. The revelation of the message had a great effect on him. He relaxed and forgot about those following him.

After a few minutes he realized that the noise of the horses and the enemy coming was receding. They moved into some other part of the mountains and were not on that path. The King was very brave. He reorganized his army and fought again. He defeated the enemy and regained his lost empire. When he returned to his empire after victory, he was received with much fan fare at the door. The whole capital was rejoicing in the victory. Everyone was in a festive mood. Flowers were being thrown on the King from every house, from every corner.
People were dancing and singing. For a moment King said to himself, I am one of the bravest and greatest King. It is not easy to defeat me..:

With all the reception and celebration he saw an ego emerging in him. Suddenly the Diamond of his ring flashed in the sunlight and reminded him of the message. He opened it and read it again: This too will pass He became silent. His face went through a total change -from the egoist he moved to a state of utter humbleness.

If this too is going to pass, it is not yours. The defeat was not yours, the victory is not yours. You are just a watcher. Everything passes by We are witness of all this. We are the perceiver. Life comes and goes. Happiness comes and goes. Sorrow comes and goes.
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[B]MORAL OF DE STORY[/B]


EK KONE ME KHAMOSH BAITH KE APNA DHYAN HAR CHEEZ SE HATA KE IS KAHANI KO APNI LYFE KE SATH JOD KE DEKHIYE..

APNI JINDAGI ME HAMNE KAI BAAR JEET KA MAZA LIYA TO KABHI HAAR KA GUM BHI.. KYA YE CHEEZ PARMENENT HAI ?? SUKH DUKH AATE HAI AUR CHALE JATE HAI..YEHI JINDAGI KI PARAMPARA HAI...KOI CHEEZ KAYAM NAHI. WE HV 2 SEEN ALL CHANGES GUM, TAQLEEF, PARESHANI, DUKH,MUSIBAT YE SAB AATE JATE RAHETE HAI. WE HV 2 JST FACE DEM

wht we r in real ? we mst know our real face..our face is not our real face(bt mera face to real hai lolzzz) it wll chng wid tyme.however der is sumtin never chng in ur lyfe is our TRUE SELF.n we r witness of change

DE whole story is not actuly dedecate ... jst dis symple words THIS TOO WILL PASS SOOOOOOOOON :P

sowi OWNER ji, modz n frndz, nind bahut aarahi hai isiliye CODE lagane me aur typing me mistake ho gai......... okei bye

shukriya,,, mene bhi aisa he socha tha,,, ye kahani padh kar laga ki main sahi soch rahi thi.... Jab ye khayal mann me nhi tha to jara jara si baat ka asar mujh par hota tha... Par ab, na khushi me naachne ko dil karta he, na dukh me mere aansu nikalte hain.... Main thoda aagey ki soch leti hu ki jab ye phase gujar jayega tab aane wale phase ko kese handle karna he. / tum is story ki baat karte ho? Mujhe to all 3 story khud pe dedicate hui lagti hain,, infact, jo bhi in stories ko padhega usko ye khud ki real kahani lagegi... Mujhe bhi lagi, sabse badi baat, har story me se kuch seekhne ko mila,, aur aisa mila ki wo jindagi me kaam ayega... Shukriya nyte, in stories k liye.

Yes nyt ji zeenu ne sahi kaha.. Ye story jo b padega usey lyf ki suchai pata chal jaegi n situatn ko handle krne n aage ki sochne me ek seekh b mil jaegi, jaise etc etc boht kehna he lekn alfaz nai milti.. Ye story A6a he story nyt ji :p

MORAL STORIES padhne me a6a lagta he n nyt ji ne itni detail me moral likha end superb :p ..