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Re: Write a story! Fri May 21, 2010 3:08 am
AnimeAccount
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4 WIVES i came across this interesting story, hope u guys like it! 
There was a rich merchant who had 4 wives. He loved the 4th wife the most and adorned her with rich robes and treated her to delicacies. He took great care of her and gave her nothing but the best.
He also loved the 3rd wife very much. He's very proud of her and always wanted to show off her to his friends. However, the merchant is always in great fear that she might run away with some other men.
He too, loved his 2nd wife. She is a very considerate person, always patient and in fact is the merchant's confidante. Whenever the merchant faced some problems, he always turned to his 2nd wife and she would always help him out and tide him through difficult times.
Now, the merchant's 1st wife is a very loyal partner and has made great contributions in maintaining his wealth and business as well as taking care of the household. However, the merchant did not love the first wife and although she loved him deeply, he hardly took notice of her.
One day, the merchant fell ill. Before long, he knew that he was going to die soon. He thought of his luxurious life and told himself, "Now I have 4 wives with me. But when I die, I'll be alone. How lonely I'll be!"
Thus, he asked the 4th wife, "I loved you most, endowed you with the finest clothing and showered great care over you. Now that I'm dying, will you follow me and keep me company?" "No way!" replied the 4th wife and she walked away without another word.
The answer cut like a sharp knife right into the merchant's heart. The sad merchant then asked the 3rd wife, "I have loved you so much for all my life. Now that I'm dying, will you follow me and keep me company?" "No!" replied the 3rd wife. "Life is so good over here! I'm going to remarry when you die!" The merchant's heart sank and turned cold.
He then asked the 2nd wife, "I always turned to you for help and you've always helped me out. Now I need your help again. When I die, will you follow me and keep me company?" "I'm sorry, I can't help you out this time!" replied the 2nd wife. "At the very most, I can only send you to your grave." The answer came like a bolt of thunder and the merchant was devastated.
Then a voice called out : "I'll leave with you. I'll follow you no matter where you go." The merchant looked up and there was his first wife. She was so skinny, almost like she suffered from malnutrition. Greatly grieved, the merchant said, "I should have taken much better care of you while I could have !"
Actually, we all have 4 wives in our lives
a. The 4th wife is our body. No matter how much time and effort we lavish in making it look good, it'll leave us when we die.
b. Our 3rd wife ? Our possessions, status and wealth. When we die, they all go to others.
c. The 2nd wife is our family and friends. No matter how close they had been there for us when we're alive, the furthest they can stay by us is up to the grave.
d. The 1st wife is in fact our soul, often neglected in our pursuit of material, wealth and sensual pleasure.
There was a rich merchant who had 4 wives. He loved the 4th wife the most and adorned her with rich robes and treated her to delicacies. He took great care of her and gave her nothing but the best.
He also loved the 3rd wife very much. He's very proud of her and always wanted to show off her to his friends. However, the merchant is always in great fear that she might run away with some other men.
He too, loved his 2nd wife. She is a very considerate person, always patient and in fact is the merchant's confidante. Whenever the merchant faced some problems, he always turned to his 2nd wife and she would always help him out and tide him through difficult times.
Now, the merchant's 1st wife is a very loyal partner and has made great contributions in maintaining his wealth and business as well as taking care of the household. However, the merchant did not love the first wife and although she loved him deeply, he hardly took notice of her.
One day, the merchant fell ill. Before long, he knew that he was going to die soon. He thought of his luxurious life and told himself, "Now I have 4 wives with me. But when I die, I'll be alone. How lonely I'll be!"
Thus, he asked the 4th wife, "I loved you most, endowed you with the finest clothing and showered great care over you. Now that I'm dying, will you follow me and keep me company?" "No way!" replied the 4th wife and she walked away without another word.
The answer cut like a sharp knife right into the merchant's heart. The sad merchant then asked the 3rd wife, "I have loved you so much for all my life. Now that I'm dying, will you follow me and keep me company?" "No!" replied the 3rd wife. "Life is so good over here! I'm going to remarry when you die!" The merchant's heart sank and turned cold.
He then asked the 2nd wife, "I always turned to you for help and you've always helped me out. Now I need your help again. When I die, will you follow me and keep me company?" "I'm sorry, I can't help you out this time!" replied the 2nd wife. "At the very most, I can only send you to your grave." The answer came like a bolt of thunder and the merchant was devastated.
Then a voice called out : "I'll leave with you. I'll follow you no matter where you go." The merchant looked up and there was his first wife. She was so skinny, almost like she suffered from malnutrition. Greatly grieved, the merchant said, "I should have taken much better care of you while I could have !"
Actually, we all have 4 wives in our lives
a. The 4th wife is our body. No matter how much time and effort we lavish in making it look good, it'll leave us when we die.
b. Our 3rd wife ? Our possessions, status and wealth. When we die, they all go to others.
c. The 2nd wife is our family and friends. No matter how close they had been there for us when we're alive, the furthest they can stay by us is up to the grave.
d. The 1st wife is in fact our soul, often neglected in our pursuit of material, wealth and sensual pleasure.
4 Re: Write a story! Sun May 23, 2010 3:47 pm
Ralu
Excellent
Ruined life
It was a cold december day.....Jen walked with her 2 years old kid named Karla on the Peace Boulevard.She was weak...very weak....wear nothing more than a pair of old trousers and a torn sweater.Her child was holding an eyeless teddy bear and her mother's hand.They stopped in front of a window with toys.Jen knew that they live to day by day from begging since noone wanted her to work.When her little girl asked her with tiny voice: "Mommy,look a that cute bear!Can i have it?",in Jen's heart something broke.With tears in her eyes said to her kid :"Baby....you know that we can't afford it ....".Karla,understood from her mother's weak voice.She understood in her young age that mommy can't do more for her but she knew that she loves her with all her heart and that was enough .They continued their walking.Karla saw happy children with their parents making preparations for Christmas.They were laughing,smilling and they had tones of toys with them.All that Jen and Karla could do was to watch and hope for one day when they will stay in a big warm house,listening to Christmas songs and enjoy the holiday with...a father for Karla....The street is still cold....
Jen still remembers that night....that awfull summer night.... when she was fifteen and was with that man....at that time he was her boyfriend...the whole world for her.She trusted him...all his lies in that night...and in the wave of passion and pleasure she forgot her mother's words.Oh...how stupid she was.....she had a loving family...great friends...Untill the day when that test wanted to show a red line...in that day she saw for the first time her mother crying.Her father doesn't wanted to hear a word about her and he gave her out of the house and said her never to comeback.Her boyfriend run away from that responsability....and she doesn't have a place where to go.Nine months later Karla was born between 2 blocks on the cold ground.Jen was all alone.Since the first moment when she saw the tiny soul in front of her she knew that she will always love her no matter what happens.A tear falled from Jen's deep green eyes.In fact this memory will never leave from her mind.
The streets are now lonely and it's still very cold.On their way,Jen felt a warm hand on her back.She suddently turn around....
....end of the Part 1.
It was a cold december day.....Jen walked with her 2 years old kid named Karla on the Peace Boulevard.She was weak...very weak....wear nothing more than a pair of old trousers and a torn sweater.Her child was holding an eyeless teddy bear and her mother's hand.They stopped in front of a window with toys.Jen knew that they live to day by day from begging since noone wanted her to work.When her little girl asked her with tiny voice: "Mommy,look a that cute bear!Can i have it?",in Jen's heart something broke.With tears in her eyes said to her kid :"Baby....you know that we can't afford it ....".Karla,understood from her mother's weak voice.She understood in her young age that mommy can't do more for her but she knew that she loves her with all her heart and that was enough .They continued their walking.Karla saw happy children with their parents making preparations for Christmas.They were laughing,smilling and they had tones of toys with them.All that Jen and Karla could do was to watch and hope for one day when they will stay in a big warm house,listening to Christmas songs and enjoy the holiday with...a father for Karla....The street is still cold....
Jen still remembers that night....that awfull summer night.... when she was fifteen and was with that man....at that time he was her boyfriend...the whole world for her.She trusted him...all his lies in that night...and in the wave of passion and pleasure she forgot her mother's words.Oh...how stupid she was.....she had a loving family...great friends...Untill the day when that test wanted to show a red line...in that day she saw for the first time her mother crying.Her father doesn't wanted to hear a word about her and he gave her out of the house and said her never to comeback.Her boyfriend run away from that responsability....and she doesn't have a place where to go.Nine months later Karla was born between 2 blocks on the cold ground.Jen was all alone.Since the first moment when she saw the tiny soul in front of her she knew that she will always love her no matter what happens.A tear falled from Jen's deep green eyes.In fact this memory will never leave from her mind.
The streets are now lonely and it's still very cold.On their way,Jen felt a warm hand on her back.She suddently turn around....
....end of the Part 1.
5 Re: Write a story! Sun May 23, 2010 6:54 pm
AnimeAccount
Unrepeatable
When is there going to be a part 2 for ur story?
A farmer had some puppies he needed to sell. He painted a sign advertising the pups and set about Nailing it to a post on the edge of his yard. As he was driving the last nail into the post, he Felt a tug on his overalls. He looked down into the Eyes of a little boy.
Mister," he said, "I want to buy one of your puppies."
"Well," said the farmer, as he rubbed the sweat off the back of his neck, "these puppies come from fine parents and cost a good deal of money."
The boy dropped his head for a moment. Then reaching deep into his pocket, he pulled out a handful of change and held it up to the farmer. "I've got thirty-nine cents. Is that enough to take a look?"
"Sure," said the farmer.
And with that he let out a whistle,"Here,Dolly!" he called.
Out from the doghouse and down the ramp ran Dolly followed by four little balls of fur. The little boy pressed his face against the chain link fence. His eyes danced with delight.
As the dogs made their way to the fence, the little boy noticed something else stirring inside the doghouse. Slowly another little ball appeared; this One noticeably smaller. Down the ramp it slid. Then in a somewhat awkward manner the little pup began hobbling toward the others, doing its best to catch up....
"I want that one," the little boy said, pointing to the runt.
The farmer knelt down at the boy's side and said, "Son, you don't want that puppy. He will never be able to run and play with you like these other dogs would."
With that the little boy stepped back from the fence, reached down, and began rolling up one leg of his trousers. In doing so he revealed a steel brace running down both sides of his leg attaching itself To a specially made shoe. Looking back up at the farmer, he said, "You see sir, I don't run too well myself, and he will need Someone who understands."
The world is full of people who need someone who understands.
PUPPIES FOR SALE! hope u guys like this one too!
A farmer had some puppies he needed to sell. He painted a sign advertising the pups and set about Nailing it to a post on the edge of his yard. As he was driving the last nail into the post, he Felt a tug on his overalls. He looked down into the Eyes of a little boy.
Mister," he said, "I want to buy one of your puppies."
"Well," said the farmer, as he rubbed the sweat off the back of his neck, "these puppies come from fine parents and cost a good deal of money."
The boy dropped his head for a moment. Then reaching deep into his pocket, he pulled out a handful of change and held it up to the farmer. "I've got thirty-nine cents. Is that enough to take a look?"
"Sure," said the farmer.
And with that he let out a whistle,"Here,Dolly!" he called.
Out from the doghouse and down the ramp ran Dolly followed by four little balls of fur. The little boy pressed his face against the chain link fence. His eyes danced with delight.
As the dogs made their way to the fence, the little boy noticed something else stirring inside the doghouse. Slowly another little ball appeared; this One noticeably smaller. Down the ramp it slid. Then in a somewhat awkward manner the little pup began hobbling toward the others, doing its best to catch up....
"I want that one," the little boy said, pointing to the runt.
The farmer knelt down at the boy's side and said, "Son, you don't want that puppy. He will never be able to run and play with you like these other dogs would."
With that the little boy stepped back from the fence, reached down, and began rolling up one leg of his trousers. In doing so he revealed a steel brace running down both sides of his leg attaching itself To a specially made shoe. Looking back up at the farmer, he said, "You see sir, I don't run too well myself, and he will need Someone who understands."
The world is full of people who need someone who understands.
6 Re: Write a story! Sun May 23, 2010 6:58 pm
Ralu
Excellent
cool story with puppyes! uhm...dunno...i think soon
7 Re: Write a story! Sun May 23, 2010 7:10 pm
Mai*
Unrepeatable
wow, i like the story with the puppies, it has a deep meaning behind it.
And ralu, im waiting for 2 part!!
And ralu, im waiting for 2 part!!
10 Re: Write a story! Tue May 25, 2010 6:07 pm
AnimeAccount
Unrepeatable
?? i'm lostValentineSnow wrote:climax x.x
11 Re: Write a story! Tue May 25, 2010 7:14 pm
AnimeAccount
Unrepeatable
A BOX FULL OF KISSES
The story goes that some time ago, a man punished his 3-year-old daughter for wasting a roll of gold wrapping paper. Money was tight and he became infuriated when the child tried to decorate a box to put under the Christmas tree. Nevertheless, the little girl brought the gift to her father the next morning and said, "This is for you, Daddy."
The man was embarrassed by his earlier overreaction, but his anger flared again when he found out the box was empty. He yelled at her, stating, "Don't you know, when you give someone a present, there is supposed to be something inside? The little girl looked up at him with tears in her eyes and cried, "Oh, Daddy, it's not empty at all. I blew kisses into the box. They're all for you, Daddy."
The father was crushed. He put his arms around his little girl, and he begged for her forgiveness.
Only a short time later, an accident took the life of the child. It is also told that her father kept that gold box by his bed for many years and, whenever he was discouraged, he would take out an imaginary kiss and remember the love of the child who had put it there.
In a very real sense, each one of us, as humans beings, have been given a gold container filled with unconditional love and kisses... from our children, family members, friends, and God. There is simply no other possession, anyone could hold, more precious than this.
i hope u all enjoyed
The story goes that some time ago, a man punished his 3-year-old daughter for wasting a roll of gold wrapping paper. Money was tight and he became infuriated when the child tried to decorate a box to put under the Christmas tree. Nevertheless, the little girl brought the gift to her father the next morning and said, "This is for you, Daddy."
The man was embarrassed by his earlier overreaction, but his anger flared again when he found out the box was empty. He yelled at her, stating, "Don't you know, when you give someone a present, there is supposed to be something inside? The little girl looked up at him with tears in her eyes and cried, "Oh, Daddy, it's not empty at all. I blew kisses into the box. They're all for you, Daddy."
The father was crushed. He put his arms around his little girl, and he begged for her forgiveness.
Only a short time later, an accident took the life of the child. It is also told that her father kept that gold box by his bed for many years and, whenever he was discouraged, he would take out an imaginary kiss and remember the love of the child who had put it there.
In a very real sense, each one of us, as humans beings, have been given a gold container filled with unconditional love and kisses... from our children, family members, friends, and God. There is simply no other possession, anyone could hold, more precious than this.
i hope u all enjoyed
12 Re: Write a story! Wed May 26, 2010 8:04 am
Miguel (Asbeel)
Famed
Nice, nice history!!! Really touchin' man!! I really hope that someone just made it up to prove his point, cause its also very sad =( lol that one really reached me XD Ill tell my friends this one lol
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