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My father . . .
My father . . .
 
I remember how we spent the time together, sharing our happiness, sorrows and tears..
You were the best father in this world..
How you advised us, how you taught us the correct way to live, will never be forgotten..
Sometimes you were a friend and sometimes like a brother,
I learnt all the best things in life from you ..
I can’t explain in words what I felt at the moment I got to know that the “day” was coming closer for you to leave us..
I went to my room and closed the door and I was crying the whole day by fear of losing you..
But you had the strength for facing the life though you knew that you’d be leaving all these things in no time.
The “day” that we never wanted to come suddenly came for us unexpectedly,
You were on a bed closing you’re your eyes and breathing hardly..
I was asking everyone “is my father alive?”
But nobody gave the answer.
And I realized that God has sent the person to take your soul..
Tears didn’t come out from my eyes, as I knew that this moment would come one day..
but my entire heart was burning infinitely.
I touched your hand and kissed your forehead and you were leaving all of us..
Did you feel that I was next to you when you were going to heaven my father?
After you left, I felt that I don’t have any other person to lose more than you in this world anymore..
I know that I’ll be missing you forever in my lifetime, coz you were the most important person to me and there’s no one else to fill your place in my heart..
I love you forever my father . . .

 
 
( Thanks "Sriwanthi", for sending poem & Contribute to 4MintesPerDay..
  and likes to dedicate this poem to "Dedicated to the father of one of my(Sriwanthi) best friends who left this world by a cancer". . . )

 
Poem by - Sriwanthi Shashinibha Hewage
 
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Posted by 4MinutesPerDay on Wednesday, October 12, 2005 at 08:48 Comments (15)

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The Perfect Boss . . .
The Perfect Boss . . .

There were about 70 scientists working on a very hectic project. All of them
were really frustrated due to the pressure of work and the demands of their
boss but everyone was loyal to him and did not think of quitting the job.
 
One day, one scientist came to his boss and told him - Sir, I have promised
to my children that I will take them to the exhibition going on in our
township. So I want to leave the  office at 5 30 pm.
 
His boss replied "OK, You're permitted to leave the office early today"
 
The Scientist started working. He continued his work after lunch. As usual
he got involved  to such an extent that he looked at his watch when he felt
he was close to  completion.The time was 8.30 PM.  Suddenly he remembered of
the promise he had given to  his children.
 
He looked for his boss,,He was not there. Having told him in the morning
itself, he closed  everything and left for home.
 
Deep within himself, he was feeling guilty for having disappointed his
children.He reached home. Children were not there.His wife alone was sitting
in the hall and reading  magazines.
 
The situation was explosive, any talk would boomerang on him. His wife asked
him  "Would you like to have coffee or shall I straight away serve dinner if
you  are hungry.
 
The man replied "If you would like to have coffee, i too will have but what
about Children ??"
Wife replied "You don't know ?? Your manager came here at 5.15 PM and has 
taken the  children to the exhibition "
 
What had really happened was ... The boss who granted him permission was
observing him working seriously at 5.00 PM. He thought to himself, this
person will not leave the work, but if he has promised his children  they
should enjoy the visit to exhibition.
 
So he took the lead in taking  them to exhibition
 
The boss does not have to do it everytime. But once it is done, loyalty is 
established.
 
That is why all the scientists at Thumba continued to work under their boss
eventhough  the stress was tremendous.
 
By the way , can you hazard a guess as to who the boss was..?
 
He was none other than Dr. APJ Abdul Kalam, President of India . . .
 
 
Story by - unknown
 
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Posted by 4MinutesPerDay on Tuesday, October 11, 2005 at 08:14 Comments (8)

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I Love You For . . .
I Love You For . . .
 
I Love You For So Many Reasons
Coz When I Met You I Wasn't Sure What Drew Me To You
So Completely And So Quickly
But Something Made Me Feel So Comfortable And At Ease
That I Just Somehow Knew That You Were The One I Wanted To Be With
I Knew That I Wanted To Be Part Of Your Life And Have Your Share In Mine
You've Captured My Heart And Built A Bridge In Between My Heart.
You Showed Me How To Love
You Brought My Thought, Heart & Feelings Back Again
Though It Took Me Time But You Were Patient With Me
Until You Had Me In Your Arms.
I Don't Want To Loose You Coz Ya One In A Million
A FineTreasure That Is So Hard To Find In This Wretched World
So All I Want To Do Is Be Part Of Your Life And Have Your Share In My Life . . .

 
Poem by - Donny Thomas
 
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Posted by 4MinutesPerDay on Monday, October 10, 2005 at 09:30 Comments (5)

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No one can go back and make a brand new start . .
Posted by Asela on Sunday, October 09, 2005 at 09:15 Comments (3)

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From my heart . . .
From my heart . . .
 
Like a stranger you came into my life,
And now i wish that you dont go,
Your lovely smile and beautiful eyes,
There is still so much in you to know.
 
You showed me what they call is love,
And you touched me deep inside,
Any when i am lonely lost and sad,
I want you by my side.
 
You make me dream of you all day,
I just cant tell you why,
I am longing for your love and care,
You are an angel to my eye.
 
NO one has been so close to me,
And share with me their life,
I found so sweet a girl in you,
I wish you be my WIFE . . .
 
 
 
( Thanks "Donny Thomas", for sending poem & Contribute to 4MintesPerDay..
  and He likes to dedicate this poem to "All in true love". . . )

 
Poem by - Donny Thomas

 
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Posted by 4MinutesPerDay on Thursday, October 06, 2005 at 08:44 Comments (21)

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Colored . . .
Colored . . .
 
Dear white fell,
When you born you pink
When you grow you white
When you go in the sun you red
When you sick you Yellow
When you scared you Blue
when you die you Grey
And you have the cheek to call me colored . . .
 
 
( Thanks "Sayuri Sathyapala", for sending poem & Contribute to 4MintesPerDay..
   "This Poem was recited by a black man who's name was unknown..". . . )
 
Poem by -
 
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Posted by 4MinutesPerDay on Wednesday, October 05, 2005 at 08:04 Comments (8)

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Tell me what got into you..? How did you do it . .

Tell me what got into you..? How did you do it . . ?

A teenager lived alone with his father, and the two of them had a very
special relationship. The father believed in encouragement.
 
This young man was the smallest of the class when he entered high
school. His father continued to encourage him but also made it very
clear that he did not have to play football if he didn't want to. But the
young man loved football and decided to hang in there. He was determined
to try his best at every practice, and perhaps he'd get to play when he
became a senior. Even though the son was always on the bench, his
father was always in the stands cheering. He never missed a game.
 
All through high school he never missed neither a practice nor a
game, but remained a bench warmer all four years. His faithful
father was always in the stands, always with words of encouragement
for him. When the young man went to college, he decided to try out
for the football team as a "walk-on." Everyone was sure he could
never make the cut, but he did. The coach admitted that he kept him
on the roster because he always puts his heart and soul to every practice,
and at the same time, provided the other members with the spirit and
hustle they badly needed. The news that he had survived the cut thrilled
him so much that he rushed to the nearest phone and called his father.
 
His father shared his excitement and was sent season tickets for all
the college games. This persistent young athlete never missed
practice during his four years at college, but he never got to play
in the game. It was the end of his senior football season, and as he
trotted onto the practice field shortly before the big play off
game, the coach met him with a telegram. The young man read the
telegram and he became deathly silent. Swallowing hard, he mumbled
to the coach, "My father died this morning. Is it all right if I miss
practice today?"
 
The coach put his arm gently around his shoulder and said, "Take the
rest of the week off, son. And don't even plan to come back to the game
on Saturday." Saturday arrived, and the game was not going well.
In the third quarter, when the team was ten points behind, a silent
young man quietly slipped into the empty locker room and put on
his football gear. As he ran onto the sidelines, the coach and his players
were astounded to see their faithful team-mate back so soon.
"Coach, please let me play. I've just got to play today," said the young man.
The coach pretended not to hear him. There was no way he wanted his
worst player in this close playoff game.  But the young man persisted,
and finally feeling sorry for the kid, the coach gave in. "All right," he said.
"You can go in." Before long, the coach, the players and everyone in the
stands could not believe their eyes. This little unknown, who had never
played before, was doing everything right.
 
The opposing team could not stop him. He ran, he passed, blocked and
tackled like a star. His team began to triumph. The score was soon tied.
In the closing seconds of the game, this kid intercepted a pass and ran
all the way for the winning touchdown. The fans broke loose. His team-mates
hoisted him onto their shoulders. Such cheering you've never heard! Finally,
after the stands had emptied and the team had showered and left the locker
room, the coach noticed that the young man was sitting quietly in the corner
all alone. The coach came to him and said, "Kid, I can't believe it. You were
fantastic!
 
Tell me what got into you? How did you do it?"
 
He looked at the coach, with tears in his eyes, and said, "Well, you
knew my dad died, but did you know that my dad was blind?" The
young man swallowed hard and forced a smile, "Dad came to all my
games, but today was the first time he could see me play, and I wanted to
show him I could do it . . . "
 

SO - REMEMBER RIGHT NOW:
 

* Somebody is very proud of you.
* Somebody is thinking of you.
* Somebody is caring about you.
* Somebody misses you.
* Somebody wants to talk to you.
* Somebody wants to be with you.
* Somebody hopes you are not in trouble.
* Somebody is thankful for the support you have provided.
* Somebody wants to hold your hand.
* Somebody hopes everything turns out all right.
* Somebody wants you to be happy.
* Somebody wants you to find him / her.
* Somebody wants to give you a gift.
* Somebody wants to hug you.
* Somebody thinks you ARE a gift.
* Somebody admires your strength.
* Somebody wants to protect you.
* Somebody can't wait to see you.
* Somebody loves you for who you are.
* Somebody treasures your spirit.
* Somebody is glad that you are their friend.
* Somebody wants to get to know you better.
* Somebody wants to be near you.
* Somebody wants you to know they are there for you.
* Somebody would do anything for you.
* Somebody wants to share their dreams with you.
* Somebody is alive because of you.
* Somebody needs your support.
* Somebody will cry when they read this.
* Somebody needs you to have faith in them.
* Somebody trusts you.
* Somebody hears a song that reminds them of you.
Don't cry because it is over - smile because it happened . . .
 
( Thanks "Archana", for sending poem & Contribute to 4MintesPerDay...)

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Posted by 4MinutesPerDay on Tuesday, October 04, 2005 at 08:05 Comments (23)

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