Death of a innocent

Death of an Innocentby: Elizabeth Beeson, Source Unknown

I went to a party, Mom,
I remembered what you said.
You told me not to drink,
So I drank soda instead.
I really felt proud inside,
The way you said I would.
I didn't drink and drive, Mom,
Even though the others said I should.

I know I did the right thing,Mom,
I know you are always right.
Now the party is finally ending,
As everyone is driving out of sight

.As I got into my car, Mom,
I knew I'd get home in one piece.
Because of the way you raised me
So responsible and sweet.

I started to drive away, Mom,
But as I pulled out into the road,
The other car didn't see me,,
And hit me like a load.

As I lay there on the pavement, Mom,
I hear the policeman say,
"The other guy is drunk,"
And now I'm the one who will pay

I'm lying here dying, Mom....
I wish you'd get here soon.
How could this happen to me, Mom?
My life just burst like a balloon.

There is blood all around me, Mom,
And most of it is mine.
I hear the medic say,
I'll die in a short time.

I just wanted to tell you, Mom,
I swear I didn't drink.
It was the others, Mom.
The others didn't think.

He was probably at the same party as I.
The only difference is, he drank And I will die.
Why do people drink, Mom?
It can ruin your whole life.
I'm feeling sharp pains now.
Pains just like a knife.

The guy who hit me is walking,
Mom,And I don't think it's fair.
I'm lying here dying
And all he can do is stare.

Tell my brother not to cry, Mom.
Tell Daddy to be brave.
And when I go to heaven, Mom,
Put "Daddy's Girl" on my grave.

Someone should have told him, Mom,
Not to drink and drive.
If only they had told him, Mom,
I would still be alive.

My breath is getting shorter, Mom.
I'm becoming very scared.
Please don't cry for me, Mom.
When I needed you,you were always there.

I have one last question, Mom.
Before I say good bye.
I didn't drink and drive,
So why am I the one to die?

A touching story

There was once this guy who is very much in love with his girl. This romantic guy folded 1,000 pieces of paper cranes as a gift to his girl.Although, at that time he was just a small fry in his company, his future didn"t seem too bright, they were very happy together.

Until one day, his girl told him she was going to Paris and will never come back. She also told him that she cannot visualize any future for the both of them, so they went their own ways there and then...Heartbroken, the guy agreed. But when he regained his confidence, he worked hard day and night, slogging his body and mind just to make something out of himself.Finally with all the hard work and the help of friends, this guy had set up his own company .You never fail until you stop trying.

One rainy day, while this guy was driving, he saw an elderly couple sharing an umbrella in the rain walk ing to some destination. Even with the umbrella, they were still drenched. It didn"t take him long to realize they were his girl"s parents.With a heart in getting back at them, he drove slowly beside the couple, wanting them to spot him in his luxury sedan. He wanted them to know that he wasn"t the same any more; he had his own company, car, condo, etc. He made it! What he saw next confused him, the couple was walking towards a cemetery, and so he got out of his car and followed...and he saw his girl, a photograph of her smiling sweetly as ever at him from her tombstone and he saw his paper cranes right beside her...

Her parents saw him. He asked them why this had happened. They explained, she did not leave for France at all. She was ill with cancer. She had believed that he will make it someday, but she did not want to be his obstacle... therefore she had chosen to leave him.Just because someone doesn"t love you the way you wa nt them to, doesn"t mean they don"t love you with all they have. She had wanted her parents to put his paper cranes beside her, because, if the day comes when fate brings him to her again...he can take some of those back with him...

Once you have loved, you will always love. For what"s in your mind may escape but what"s in your heart will remain forever.The guy just wept...

The worst way to miss someone is to be sitting right beside her knowing you can"t have her, see her or be with her ever again.........hope you understand.

Find time to realize that there is one person who means so much to you, for you might wake up one morning losing that person who you thought meant nothing to you.

UN survey

A worldwide survey was conducted by the UN.

The question asked was:

"Would u please give your honest opinion about
solutions to the food shortage in the rest of the world?"

THE SURVEY WAS HUGE FAILURE

In South America they didn't know what "please" meant.


In Middle East they didn't know what "solution" meant.


In Africa they didn't know what "food" meant.


In Western Europe they didn't know what "shortage" meant.In China they didn't know what "opinion" meant.

And in the USA they didn't know what "the rest of world"meant.

Love your greatness more than you fear its price---(Ezine Ready)

Author: Brian McClellan

People who have achieved greatness in their chosen field are confident people. It is no secret that one must believe before he or she can achieve. However, this confidence manifests much differently than you may realize. For the great ones, confidence is not bravado. It is not the appearance of unflappability. It is not the ability to perform flawlessly under the most extreme of pressure situations. Confidence is none of the above. The truly great people have at least one thing in common, one decision they have all made. They love their greatness more than they fear its price.

What is the price of greatness? The price of greatness is making a commitment to excellence, to getting better every day. Those committed to greatness will get better at something in their “field of study” every day. They have explicitly committed to being a better professional, a better hobbyist, or a better person and they take a step every day in the direction of their greatness. The great ones make their intent to be great and the progress made on their journeys public at least to a degree. They are courageous enough to submit their quest for greatness for review, feedback and sometimes criticism.

Why? This courage comes from a belief in two ideas with absolute certainty. First, the great ones believe that greatness does not happen in a vacuum. All great people need help and feedback to achieve their desired place in the Hall of Fame of their choosing. In other words, they believe that greatness does not come without both great coaching and a great willingness to be coached. Secondly, and more importantly, the great ones love even the opportunity for greatness more than they fear its price. They would rather enjoy the spoils of greatness; even if it means the temporary pain of a bruised ego, than enjoy the false security that one enjoys before the greatness quest begins.

So, what do you love? Too many love that false security. Too many love the notion “I can be great whenever I choose to be great. I’ll start tomorrow.” Too many love the notion “I can do great things on my own, so I will work in complete secrecy.” Too many love the false pride over never being wrong publicly over the risk of stretching their skills publicly so they can grow. Too many love their pride more than the prospect of greatness. Ultimately, in effect, they love mediocrity more than greatness as they are unwilling to shed the trappings of mediocrity. Don’t be one of those people!

How do you want to live? I have never reached a great achievement in my life and then later thought that it “cost too much.” The prize, if it’s the right prize, is always worth the work. I bet you feel the same way! A great athlete does not say, I enjoy being great, but I would trade it for being a bench player who spent more time on the couch and less time in the gym. Someone who has lost 100 pounds does not say, I like being 100 pounds lighter, but I would take weight back for the memory of enjoying a year’s worth of chocolate cake. A company CEO does not say, I like being the boss, but I would give up the power and its attendant salary to be a middle manager who worked less over the years. In our mind’s eye, our pride of achievement always overpowers the memory of the work it took to get there. Every one of these achievers had to risk their pride in some fashion to reach their goals. Will you?So, again, I will ask “What do you love more, greatness or mediocrity?” If greatness is the answer, make your declaration! Assemble your team! Tell your coach that you are ready to report for practice! Make the decision that proves to be so daunting for so many! Love your greatness more than you fear its price.

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searching for happiness?

Everyone everywhere keeps searching for the "eternal happiness". Some work day and night to earn money far more than their needs, so that they'll be happy at last.they hope that the sense of security that their bank balance gives, is the perfect way to get happy. For them more the money more is the happiness.
Some don't need money even for any security.they need it for their social stature.they wear the best clothes,even if they don't feel comfortable in them,ride the best cars.build the most beautiful houses even if they don't get time to make it a home.ask them why? And they will think you are crazy.For them all this pomp n show is a must because it makes their so called friends envy them and so it satisfies their ego.
Why do we get so carried away by the opulence of this world that inspite of knowing that this is not the aim of our life we get happy and sad over petty things. Why inspite of getting so many signs that life is not forever we get so emotional over trivial issue.
Why is it that we avoid the smoke of funeral or hate talking about death? Though we know that it is an absolute truth.If we really think about death do you think we would have time to fight over God? Almost every religion tells us about the perfect way to live, asks us not to fear death, and says if we live according to our religious texts, God himself will come to take us. But most of us are more concerned whether the person next door is praying in the same way as we do.
We love our God we follow our religion and we will kill the other person for its sake. But why do we pray, what is its aim we dont care to understand. if we love God why are we afraid of death?
I think if we spend even a minute over the fragility of human body daily, we ll worry quite less, there will be no greed so no sins. Stop being so afraid of death you can't avoid it.
I know these are no new thoughts but still the way we spend our life made me think over it.

The world is a bridge. Pass over it but build no house upon it, for whoever hopes for one hour, hopes for all eternity. The world is one hour. Spend it in prayer, for the rest is unseen”.
---Inscribed on the Buland Darwaza or Sublime Gateway by the Mughal emperor Akbar

Full glass of milk

A nice story to spread to...

One day, a poor boy who was selling goods from door to door to pay, for his hungry stomach, decided he would ask for a meal at the next house.On the way through school, he found he had only one thin dime left and he was very hungry.

However, he lost his nerve when a lovely young woman opened the door.Instead of a meal he asked for a drink of water.

The woman thought he looked hungry, so brought him a large glass of milk.He drank it slowly, and then asked, "How much do I owe you?"

"You don't owe me anything," she replied. "Mother has taught us,never to accept pay for a kindness."

He said..."Then I thank you from my heart."

Year's later that young woman became critically ill. The local doctors were baffled. They finally sent her to the big city,where they called in specialists to study her rare disease.

Dr. Howard Kelly was called in for the consultation. When he heard the name of the town she came from, a strange light filled his eyes.

Immediately he rose and went down the hall of the hospital to her room.Dressed in his doctor's gown he went in to see her. He recognized her at once.

He went back to the consultation room determined to do his best to save her life,from that day he gave special attention to the case.

After a long struggle, the battle was won. Dr. Kelly requested the business office to pass the final bill to him for approval.He looked at it, then wrote something on the edge and the bill was sent to her room.

The woman feared opening it, for she was sure it would take the rest of her life to pay for it all.Finally she looked, and something caught her attention on the side of the bill. She read these words...

"Paid in full with one glass of milk." Signed, Dr.Howard Kelly.

Tears of joy flooded her eyes as her happy heart prayed,"Thank You, God,that Your love has spread abroad through human hearts and hands."

Now you have two choices.You can send this page on and spread a positive message. Or ignore it and pretend it never touched your heart.