something to think about!.

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  1. Arunarc

    Arunarc Moderator Staff Member IL Hall of Fame

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    Just areminder for ALL, if one would go through!
    The moment we are living now is very precious and people around us areprecious. We realise this only when we miss the moments and the people..

    The obituary page had my name and photo in it. It wasn't too good a snap ofme, I thought, as I looked at it absent-mindedly. And then I gave a cry ofterror, "What's my photo doing in the death column?"

    I remembered, the sharp chest pain last night. I looked around, it was morning;but my coffee had not been made. People were entering the house and walkingthrough the bedroom door. I walked in and looked on the bed. There I was,all laid out; dead.

    People stared at me, not many were crying, and some, I noticed, lookedrelieved. "LISTEN" I shouted, "I'M HERE, I'M OKAY, I'M NOT DEAD." Nobodyheard me. They were all looking at the me on the bed. I walked back intothe sitting room. The coffin had arrived. It was being set up in the<SCRIPT><!--D(["mb","\u003cspan\u003e\u003cfont face\u003d\"Zurich BT\" color\u003d\"#0000ff\"\u003e*\u003c/font\u003e\u003c/span\u003ecenter. I watched them carry my body and put it in. \u0026quot;I\u0026#39;\u003cspan\u003eM NOT READY TO GO AS YET\u003c/span\u003e\u0026quot; I shouted, \u0026quot;I*\u003cspan\u003eSTILL HAVE WORK TO DO. DONT BURY ME BEFORE I AM READY\u003c/span\u003e\u0026quot; \u003c/font\u003e\u003c/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv\u003e\u003cfont face\u003d\"Arial\"\u003e\u003c/font\u003e*\u003c/div\u003e\n\u003cdiv\u003e\u003cfont face\u003d\"Arial\"\u003eI looked around. \u0026quot;Where\u0026#39;s my family?,\u0026quot; I asked myself. They were in\u003cspan\u003e\u003cfont face\u003d\"Zurich BT\" color\u003d\"#0000ff\"\u003e*\u003c/font\u003e\u003c/span\u003ethe next room, weeping. \u0026quot;I\u0026#39;\u003cspan\u003eM NOT DEAD\u003c/span\u003e\u0026quot; I shouted to my wife and children.\u003cspan\u003e\u003cfont face\u003d\"Zurich BT\" color\u003d\"#0000ff\"\u003e*\u003c/font\u003e\u003c/span\u003eThey continued to weep.\u003cbr\u003e\n\u003c/font\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cfont face\u003d\"Arial\"\u003e\u0026quot;How can I go before telling you I love you?,\u0026quot; I asked my wife.\u003cspan\u003e\u003cfont face\u003d\"Zurich BT\" color\u003d\"#0000ff\"\u003e*\u003c/font\u003e\u003c/span\u003e\u003c/font\u003e\u003c/div\u003e\n\u003cdiv\u003e\u003cfont face\u003d\"Arial\"\u003e\u003cspan\u003e\u003c/span\u003e\u003cspan\u003e\u003cfont face\u003d\"Zurich BT\" color\u003d\"#0000ff\"\u003e\u003c/font\u003e\u003c/span\u003e\u003c/font\u003e*\u003c/div\u003e\n\u003cdiv\u003e\u003cfont face\u003d\"Arial\"\u003e\u0026quot;How can I go, before hugging you both?,\u0026quot; I asked my children.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cspan\u003e\u003cfont face\u003d\"Zurich BT\" color\u003d\"#0000ff\"\u003e*\u003c/font\u003e\u003c/span\u003e\u003c/font\u003e\u003c/div\u003e\n\u003cdiv\u003e\u003cfont face\u003d\"Arial\"\u003eI wept with them.\u003cbr\u003e\u003c/font\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cfont face\u003d\"Arial\"\u003eThe singing was coming from the next room. I walked in as they sang my\u003cspan\u003e\u003cfont face\u003d\"Zurich BT\" color\u003d\"#0000ff\"\u003e*\u003c/font\u003e\u003c/span\u003efavourite songs. There were tears in the eyes of one of the men as he sang.\u003cspan\u003e\u003cfont face\u003d\"Zurich BT\" color\u003d\"#0000ff\"\u003e*\u003c/font\u003e\u003c/span\u003e\u0026quot;But we haven\u0026#39;t talked to each other for years\u0026quot;\u003cspan\u003e,\u003c/span\u003e\u003cspan\u003e \u003c/span\u003eI said to him. \u0026quot;Why are\u003cspan\u003e\u003cfont face\u003d\"Zurich BT\" color\u003d\"#0000ff\"\u003e*\u003c/font\u003e\u003c/span\u003eyou crying? Come on, shake my hand and let\u0026#39;s make up.\u0026quot; The man continued\u003cspan\u003e\u003cfont face\u003d\"Zurich BT\" color\u003d\"#0000ff\"\u003e*\u003c/font\u003e\u003c/span\u003ecrying as he sang. He did not see my extended hand.\u003cbr\u003e\n\u003c/font\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cfont face\u003d\"Arial\"\u003eMy dog walked up and smelt my coffin. She didn\u0026#39;t seem too shattered I was\u003cspan\u003e\u003cfont face\u003d\"Zurich BT\" color\u003d\"#0000ff\"\u003e*\u003c/font\u003e\u003c/span\u003eno more. \u0026quot;I guess I was too strict with you,\u0026quot; I told her, \u0026quot;Come, let me pet",1]);//--></SCRIPT> center. I watched them carry my body and put it in. "I'M NOT READY TO GO AS YET" I shouted, "I STILL HAVE WORK TO DO. DONT BURY ME BEFORE I AM READY"

    I looked around. "Where's my family?," I asked myself. They were inthe next room, weeping. "I'M NOT DEAD" I shouted to my wife and children.They continued to weep.

    "How can I go before telling you I love you?," I asked my wife.

    "How can I go, before hugging you both?," I asked my children.

    I wept with them.

    The singing was coming from the next room. I walked in as they sang myfavourite songs. There were tears in the eyes of one of the men as he sang."But we haven't talked to each other for years", I said to him. "Why areyou crying? Come on, shake my hand and let's make up." The man continuedcrying as he sang. He did not see my extended hand.

    My dog walked up and smelt my coffin. She didn't seem too shattered I wasno more. "I guess I was too strict with you," I told her, "Come, let me pet<SCRIPT><!--D(["mb","\u003cspan\u003e\u003cfont face\u003d\"Zurich BT\" color\u003d\"#0000ff\"\u003e*\u003c/font\u003e\u003c/span\u003eyou.\u0026quot; The dog yawned as it stretched out and fell asleep.\u003cbr\u003e\n\u003c/font\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cfont face\u003d\"Arial\"\u003eThe singing stopped as the priest came in. He sat next to the man who was\u003cspan\u003e\u003cfont face\u003d\"Zurich BT\" color\u003d\"#0000ff\"\u003e*\u003c/font\u003e\u003c/span\u003ecrying and leaned to talk to him. I went close to hear what he was asking.\u003cspan\u003e\u003cfont face\u003d\"Zurich BT\" color\u003d\"#0000ff\"\u003e*\u003c/font\u003e\u003c/span\u003e\u0026quot;Is there anything good,\u0026quot; he asked, \u0026quot; the dead man did in his life time?\u0026quot;\u003cspan\u003e\u003cfont face\u003d\"Zurich BT\" color\u003d\"#0000ff\"\u003e*\u003c/font\u003e\u003c/span\u003eThe man who was crying shook his head sadly.\u003cbr\u003e\n\u003c/font\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cfont face\u003d\"Arial\"\u003eThere was a hush as my wife walked into the room. \u0026quot;She looks beautiful,\u0026quot; I\u003cspan\u003e\u003cfont face\u003d\"Zurich BT\" color\u003d\"#0000ff\"\u003e*\u003c/font\u003e\u003c/span\u003ethought. \u0026quot;\u003cspan\u003eYOU LOOK BEAUTIFUL\u003c/span\u003e\u0026quot; I shouted. She did not hear my words. She\u003cspan\u003e\u003cfont face\u003d\"Zurich BT\" color\u003d\"#0000ff\"\u003e*\u003c/font\u003e\u003c/span\u003ehad never heard them before, because I had never said them. \u0026quot;G\u003cspan\u003eOD\u003c/span\u003e,\u0026quot; I\u003cspan\u003e\u003cfont face\u003d\"Zurich BT\" color\u003d\"#0000ff\"\u003e*\u003c/font\u003e\u003c/span\u003escreamed in agony, \u0026quot;A little more time to do all the things I should have\u003cspan\u003e\u003cfont face\u003d\"Zurich BT\" color\u003d\"#0000ff\"\u003e*\u003c/font\u003e\u003c/span\u003eone!\u0026quot;\u003cbr\u003e\n\u003c/font\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cfont face\u003d\"Arial\"\u003eI watched as they lifted my coffin and carried it to the hearse outside. My\u003cspan\u003e\u003cfont face\u003d\"Zurich BT\" color\u003d\"#0000ff\"\u003e*\u003c/font\u003e\u003c/span\u003edog did not bother getting up from deep sleep. The priest refrained from\u003cspan\u003e\u003cfont face\u003d\"Zurich BT\" color\u003d\"#0000ff\"\u003e*\u003c/font\u003e\u003c/span\u003esaying any word about me. They all understood, there was nothing good to\u003cspan\u003e\u003cfont face\u003d\"Zurich BT\" color\u003d\"#0000ff\"\u003e*\u003c/font\u003e\u003c/span\u003esay. I turned to say sorry to the man who had the tears. I turned to hug my\u003cspan\u003e\u003cfont face\u003d\"Zurich BT\" color\u003d\"#0000ff\"\u003e*\u003c/font\u003e\u003c/span\u003echildren. I leaned over to whisper words of love into my wife\u0026#39;s ears, and\u003cspan\u003e\u003cfont face\u003d\"Zurich BT\" color\u003d\"#0000ff\"\u003e*\u003c/font\u003e\u003c/span\u003ethen I looked up and cried, \u0026quot;God, one more chance!\u0026quot;\u003cbr\u003e\n\u003c/font\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cfont face\u003d\"Arial\"\u003e",1]);//--></SCRIPT> you." The dog yawned as it stretched out and fell asleep.

    The singing stopped as the priest came in. He sat next to the man who wascrying and leaned to talk to him. I went close to hear what he was asking."Is there anything good," he asked, " the dead man did in his life time?"The man who was crying shook his head sadly.

    There was a hush as my wife walked into the room. "She looks beautiful," Ithought. "YOU LOOK BEAUTIFUL" I shouted. She did not hear my words. Shehad never heard them before, because I had never said them. "GOD," Iscreamed in agony, "A little more time to do all the things I should haveone!"

    I watched as they lifted my coffin and carried it to the hearse outside. Mydog did not bother getting up from deep sleep. The priest refrained fromsaying any word about me. They all understood, there was nothing good tosay. I turned to say sorry to the man who had the tears. I turned to hug mychildren. I leaned over to whisper words of love into my wife's ears, andthen I looked up and cried, "God, one more chance!"

    <SCRIPT><!--D(["mb","\u0026quot;You shouted in your sleep,\u0026quot; said my wife as she gently woke me up. \u0026quot;Did\u003cspan\u003e\u003cfont face\u003d\"Zurich BT\" color\u003d\"#0000ff\"\u003e* \u003c/font\u003e\u003c/span\u003eyou have a nightmare?\u0026quot;\u003cbr\u003e\u003cspan\u003e\u003cfont face\u003d\"Zurich BT\" color\u003d\"#0000ff\"\u003e*\u003c/font\u003e\u003c/span\u003e\u003c/font\u003e\u003c/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv\u003e\u003cfont face\u003d\"Arial\"\u003eShe looked startled, as I hugged her tight and whispered, \u0026quot;You\u0026#39;re\u003cspan\u003e\u003cfont face\u003d\"Zurich BT\" color\u003d\"#0000ff\"\u003e*\u003c/font\u003e\u003c/span\u003ebeautiful...!\u0026quot;\u003c/font\u003e\u003c/div\u003e\u003c/blockquote\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003c/blockquote\u003e\n\u003cbr\u003e\u003cspan\u003e\u003c/span\u003e\u003cbr clear\u003d\"all\"\u003e\u003cbr\u003e-- \u003cbr\u003eLife has a way of confusing us, \u003cbr\u003eBlessing and bruising us,\u003cbr\u003eeven then, i say, Life is beautiful.\u003cbr\u003e\u003c/blockquote\u003e\u003c/blockquote\u003e\u003c/blockquote\u003e\u003c/blockquote\u003e\u003c/blockquote\u003e\u003c/div\u003e\n",0]);D(["ce"]);//--></SCRIPT>"You shouted in your sleep," said my wife as she gently woke me up. "Didyou have a nightmare?"

    She looked startled, as I hugged her tight and whispered, "You'rebeautiful...!"




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    Life has a way of confusing us,
    Blessing and bruising us,
    even then, i say, Life is beautiful.
     
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  2. Meenaneelakantan

    Meenaneelakantan Bronze IL'ite

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    Wow!!! A superb story!!

    I thought the man really died n was crying aloud to do all that!
     
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    puni88 Moderator Staff Member IL Hall of Fame

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    Good story.
    Makes us to realize the importance of today and people around us.
     
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    revathy45 Bronze IL'ite

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    I thought the man was really dead until the end.That was really nice and sure makes us think how important today is.
    Love,
    Revathy.
     
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    hai Aruna,
    good one.
     

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