Wednesday 16 July 2014

Old & Well Controlled (Strict) India......

A Story......

          There was a man. He had a wife who was a heart patient. They had a son. The son was 25. He was good, if not perfect. He had a job. The story about this family is:

     'The man had an affair a few years ago. The wife heard about it. As an average Indian woman, she talked with her relatives & neighbors. The superstitious India came in. She went to some priest and got a resolution from him worth her money or so she thought. To everyone's expectations, the man turned good. He seemed to have forgotten about his affair after all. He did all the household chores to help his wife get her required rest each & everyday after that.'
     'One day early in the morning, a woman living in the next home came to that man and said, "My son might be working late today. I want to know how long he'll take. I don't have a mobile. So give him your number or your wife's number, so that he'll be able to inform me." Being more than an average good man, he gave her both the numbers on his display. The mother couldn't read small texts. The son was sleeping like most of the boys at their twenties do.'
     'She woke him up. He lifted his head half-heartedly. She told him to save both the numbers in his mobile. Cursing inside, he did so, without any choice. He didn't call to intimate his mom late that night, but that's another story. He saved the man's number. Then he typed the wife's number. As he did so, he tilted his head up a little. He saw 5 characters typed in the place to save the person's number. Once he saw the name, he woke up completely. He smiled to himself, not of happiness but of bitterness. He said to himself, "People don't change that easy." He strictly believed in what he said. He stored the numbers & gave the mobile away.'

End of Story......

Now you might wonder what are those 5 characters that disturbed him. What was the name, the wife's number was saved under?



""DEVIL""

Surprised?!?!?!

P.S. :   As far as the boy knows, and he is a little more than investigative, the affair is still on.....

For all that is Love - I......

Thou shallst never feel my love...
When thee feel it as I do,
Thou might break your life.
I doth need your heart, but not
Thy life, as I love you......


P.S.: I never wanted you. I never needed you. I just loved you.