Short Love Story #27 (Never Laugh on Anybody)

Today I went for a party with my family. I don't like parties at all due to the loud sounds of the speakers.So with a cold drink in my hand, I took a chair and sat on a corner. While I was busy in myself and that cold drink, I saw a man with a glass of wine in his hand, dancing on the floor. I laughed out loud as he was looking quite funny.
Seeing me laughing, a girl came to me and asked
"Why you are laughing on my father?"
I said "He is looking too funny, your mother should control him and his drinking addiction"
She replied " My mother died a few years back. I think that's the only reason why my dad in try to forget her ,drink at some occasions and try to enjoy"
Hearing her reply, my tears rolled down off my eyes.
Laughing is good, but laughing on someone without knowing his/her story is more than a crime.
Keep Smiling.. Keep Loving

Short Love Story #26 (Love is Sacrifice)

Today due to extra work at the office , when I reached home late. I found my wife sitting on the stairs . When I asked her for the reason "Why she is sitting on the stairs?"
She replied " The door is locked my dear, I was waiting for you"
I asked " Where is your set of keys?"
She replied " I mistakenly left then at office"
After unlocking the door we entered into the house.
While she was in the kitchen,I was changing my clothes and while changing, I found her set of keys in my left pocket.
Seeing those keys, I smiled and thought
"She waited for me 4 hours and instead of having an argument with me for making her wait, she lied that time just to avoid a long argument in which I would have never let her win"
I went in the kitchen and gave her a huge hug.

Love is not about impressing someone, its about sacrificing and not even letting the person know that i sacrificed
Keep smiling Keep loving

Short Love Story #25 (Situation doesn't matter)

Today, I boarded on a bus to reach my destination, but due to heavy crowd in the bus. I didn't found any seat to sit on. Luckily, after crossing midway, I got the seat with an old man sitting next to me with a heavy bag in his laps.
Just on the next bus stop, a lady boarded on and started searching for the seat, but didn't found one.At first, I thought to give her my seat, but later I ignored as I have already stood for long time and my feet were tired.But in the mean time ,seeing that lady standing,the old man who was sitting next to me stood and gave his seat to that lady.
That old man even after his old aged difficulties and carrying that heavy bag donated his seat but me as a youth didn't.
He taught me a beautiful lesson If you really want to help, it doesn't matter in what situation you are.
Keep helping..Keep Loving

Short Love Story #24 (Its about my friend)

Its about my friend and that day when he was going to propose a girl, he loved from last 2 years. He proposed her with extreme guts.But that girl rejected his proposal.I felt very sad for him. When he reached back to me at the place I was standing, to make him smile I said "Its okay .,it happens my friend. You will get some other girl"
But His reply touched my heart ...
He said "I can't forget that girl ,Its not about her only, its also about the shine I see in my eyes standing in front of mirror everyday thinking about her"
Love is loving someone even after loosing that someone but with a smile on your face and shine in your eyes.
Keep shining Keep Loving

Short Love Stort #23 (Never ever say it)

One night just before sleeping ,a message came on my mobile phone .It was a message from some unknown number. When I opened it to read , it was blank, nothing was written in it. After 5 minutes ,again a message arrived from the same number which was blank too. To find out who is so much idle to send blank messages, I called at that number.
It was some girl on the other end, she said "How come you have time for a stranger, who did a blank message on your mobile? But didn't had time to reply on the 200 hundred messages saying words of love send by the one who you loved just 3 days back"
That made me cry. First I used to say her "I love you" but soon I started ignoring her as relationship started growing.
If you don't love , then never ever say it. Share smiles not sorrows.
Keep Smiling ,Keep Loving 

Short Love Story #22 (It was my Birthday)

Today was my birthday, I woked up late .My husband wished me with a beautiful smile on his face .I hugged him and went for bathing .In the mean time , my 6 year old son also waken up . When I came out after bathing , I found him standing in front of my door of the bathroom . He hugged me with his tiny little arms and wished me a happy birthday.Just when I was smiling feeling ...my son's wish as the best wish ever .My husband told me "after waking up your son was searching for you.I told him that you are in for bathing .From 20minutes ,he is standing here waiting for you to wish "
I asked my " why you have been standing here ? You could have wished me later "
He smiled and replied "If you can stand in kitchen for hours ,preparing food for me, then I can also prepare a smile by standing for few minutes for such a sweet mother "

Love is about making someone feel special.
Share smiles, Share love

Short Love Story #21 (Have a heart)

I was sitting on a bench on the bus stop , waiting for my little daughter's school bus. 
In mean time , a beggar came to me and started begging. I gave him a one rupee coin, but he returned my coin and left from there.
When my daughter's school bus arrived , that beggar quickly reached at door and started begging from my little daughter.
Just when I was going to hush away that beggar, my little daughter opened her bag and handed over her tiffin by saying
"There is only one chappati left in it , hope its enough for you"

And that beggar ate that chappati and handed over her tiffin back and said "Thank you so much"

A 6 year old kid is much more intelligent and kind hearted than us when its about sharing.
Avoid distributing money, distribute humanity
Have a heart...Keep sharing..Keep Loving

Short Love Story #20 (Its about our parents)

Its about when I was 4 years old . The moment my father was leaving my bed after making me sleep. I held his hand from behind and said "I haven't slept yet , where are you going?"
He smiled and replied " I am going to buy beautiful dreams for you from god , my little angel"
Although He was lying , he was going to his office for night shift.
But the truth is Our parents for our future and our dreams , works so much hard day and night.
And What we provide them in return ?

Love your parents, provide them your "Heart" not "Old Age Home"

Short Love Story #19(Story that will make you believe god exists)

It was about a few months ago, When I was on my way to office on my bike. While I was driving, I found my mobile vibrating. To check it, I stopped my bike beside the road under a tree. It was a call from my office mate. While I was attending the call, I noticed an aged lady on the opposite side of the road waving her hand looking at me. At first , I ignored her thinking she might be waving her hand for someone else. But, after attending the call and placing my mobile in my pocket. I found there was no one else for her to look at beside me. Thinking that she might require some help, first I thought to ask her "What I can do for her". But realizing that I am getting late for office, I ignored and left from there. After just a minute , on the round about a high speed motorbike after getting slipped clashed with my bike. I however, recovered from the accident but when I got to know that the reason behind slip of the other bike was petrol leaking from my bike. I remembered that lady. Actually she was trying to say me that fuel of your bike is leaking. But instead of hearing her, I ignored her.
God comes in different forms to make you learn the value of your life .But we ignore it that time. That lady, that time was doing the work on the behalf of god. If you are nice human being who help everyone without thinking about your own benefits, than God lies in you.
Keep believing, Keep helping, Keep Loving

Short Love Story #18

A girl and boy was sitting in the park
Girl: What are you seeing continuously in the sky?
Boy: Nothing sweat heart
Girl: There must be something. Tell me
Boy: I am not seeing the sky ,I am actually talking to my dead mother and telling her "Don't worry about me because now I have someone who is just sitting beside me and cares for me just like you"

Short Love Story #17(Its good to be nice)

Today, When I was going to market to buy a packet of milk. I saw some poor kids playing football with an empty can. They were enjoying it so much that they even forgot that that they are playing on the road not in a park. One of  them kicked so much hard that the empty can hit the cup of a road side Tea Seller. After seeing the cup in broken pieces, he stood up with anger.
Although , those poor kids were scared thinking that the tea seller would beat them but they didn't ran from there to save them from punishment. They said "Sorry" to the tea seller.
Seeing the kids apologising , tea seller kicked the can towards the kids and said "Playing on road can be dangerous for you all, go play in the park"
All those kids left from there .But just after 10-15 minutes, they came back with something wrapped by newspaper. They present it to the tea seller. When Seller unwrapped that thing, he found a beautiful cup with a letter underneath it.
Letter said
"If you can forgive us forgetting about your loss,we too can do something for such a sweet human being.Thank you"

Instead of winning arguments, forgive and win Hearts.
Keep Forgiving.Keep Loving

 

Short Love Story #16 (My mother's Dream)

Before waking up in morning ,we all quietly sleep like a cute little baby .We busy In our dreams fighting for being some one "Who is unique from the world" and sometimes we even murmur in a low and indistinctive voices about our dreams or something else.
The same happened with me .I got to know about my mother's dream when she was sleeping and murmuring .
She had a very small little dream of meeting my father ,who 4 years before left her alone and divorced on a small basis of doubt.She had a dream of seeing my father just once to live rest of her life .
I tried to contact my father by every possible way so that I can complete her dream and make her met her husband on her birthday.But ,my father didn't replied.
But I had determined that at any cost ,I would complete my mother's dream.So I contacted my friend who do theatres,I told him to find a person who looks similiar to my father .After a few weeks ,My friend replied that he found a person who looks simliar to my father.We both told the whole story to that person,as it was for some one's happines he accepted to do the role of my father on my mother's birthday.I gave him some of my father's old clothes such that  he looks so much similiar to my father .
On the day of her birthday,I saw a person entering my home through the gate.I thought , the person who came is the same whom I given to the role.But suddenlly,I thought I haven't said him to come in front of mother as she will find out "He is not my father".I said that person to visit the party at evening such that my mother get a glimpse of him and his clothes .I said him not to meet my mother.
 When after running downstairs,I saw the person I saw at the gate was hugging my mother.He was actually my father .He visited us ,maybe due to my mails and messages.My mother was happy ,after seeing me on the stairs,She called me near.
I though my father would had told her everything about my mails and messages.She said me thank you for the gift and told me the whole story that your father had never divorced her,but due to some people who attacked him 4 years back due to some police case your father did against them ,he had to left us and settle in Rajasthan. He still love me ,the way he loved ME 4 years back.

LOVE DONOT SEE THE DISTANCE BETWEEN BODIES ,IT DEPENDS ON THE DISTANCE BETWEEN HEARTS.

Short Love Story #15

"May I come in ,Mam?" I said
"No, Sidarth" Mam replied in anger
 "But ,Mam" I was trying to say something but Mam interrupted
"This is your daily routine to come late, why you are so lazy .The class timing is 8:30 A.M. and you are coming at 9'O' clock.Let me tell you this is your last warning.From tommorow you should be on time.Otherwise I will take you to the Principal Sir.Have you got it ?"
"Yes Mam,I asure you" I said
"Come in and sit Down on your Seat" Mam said

Just after I sat on my seat ,Principal Sir entered our class.Everyone stood up to say him welcome,even our teacher.
Principal Sir asked our teacher "Who is the student who came late today ?"
Mam said "Sidarth,come in front"
I with little nervousness after reaching in front said "I am sorry ,Sir"
But Principal Sir replied "I am proud of you ,Sidarth"
I was little shocked as he saying loudly to everyone that"We should be proud of Sidarth,I am seeing him from last 3 days.He is coming late not because he is lazy but because he every morning helps his juniour Vimal reach his school at sharp 9'O' clock.Vimal is a Handicap and he studies at the nearby school for special students.Sidarth carry Vimal at his back to make him reach "
Everyone clapped for me and even my teacher.I was really happy knowing that my mother said it right.
My mother always taught me"God gave us Hand not only to pray but also to help and if you help you will be most loved person"

Keep Loving ...Keep helping

Short Love Story #12 (A Story by Margo Polo)

The first day of school our professor introduced himself and challenged us to get to know someone we didn't already know. I stood up to look around when a gentle hand touched my shoulder. I turned around to find a wrinkled, little old lady beaming up at me with a smile that lit up her entire being.

She said, "Hi handsome. My name is Rose. I'm eighty-seven years old. Can I give you a hug?"

I laughed and enthusiastically responded, "Of course you may!" and she gave me a giant squeeze. "Why are you in college at such a young, innocent age?" I asked.

She jokingly replied, "I'm here to meet a rich husband, get married, have a couple of children, and then retire and travel."

"No seriously," I asked. I was curious what may have motivated her to be taking on this challenge at her age.

"I always dreamed of having a college education and now I'm getting one!" she told me.

After class we walked to the student union building and shared a chocolate milkshake. We became instant friends. Every day for the next three months we would leave class together and talk nonstop. I was always mesmerized listening to this "time machine" as she shared her wisdom and experience with me. Over the course of the year, Rose became a campus icon and she easily made friends wherever she went. She loved to dress up and she reveled in the attention bestowed upon her from the other students. She was living it up.

At the end of the semester we invited Rose to speak at our football banquet. I'll never forget what she taught us. She was introduced and stepped up to the podium. As she began to deliver her prepared speech, she dropped her three by five cards on the floor. Frustrated and a little embarrassed, she leaned into the microphone and simply said, "I'm sorry I'm so jittery. I gave up beer for Lent and this whiskey is killing me! I'll never get my speech back in order so let me just tell you what I know."

As we laughed she cleared her throat and began:

"We do not stop playing because we are old; we grow old because we stop playing. There are only four secrets to staying young, being happy, and achieving success."

"You have to laugh and find humor every day."

"You've got to have a dream. When you lose your dreams, you die. We have so many people walking around who are dead and don't even know it!"

"There is a huge difference between growing older and growing up. If you are nineteen years old and lie in bed for one full year and don't do one productive thing, you will turn twenty years old. If I am eighty-seven years old and stay in bed for a year and never do anything I will turn eighty-eight. Anybody can grow older. That doesn't take any talent or ability. The idea is to grow up by always finding the opportunity in change."

"Have no regrets. The elderly usually don't have regrets for what we did, but rather for things we did not do. The only people who fear death are those with regrets."

She concluded her speech by courageously singing "The Rose." She challenged each of us to study the lyrics and live them out in our daily lives.

At the year's end Rose finished the college degree she had begun all those years ago. One week after graduation Rose died peacefully in her sleep. Over two thousand college students attended her funeral in tribute to the wonderful woman who taught by example that it's never too late to be all you can possibly be.

Remember:
--Growing older is mandatory, growing up is optional!
--Follow Your Dreams, and remember to buy Roses for your Grandma!

Short Love Story #11 (A Reason to Smile)

One day when I was looking outside my bed room's window.I saw something very interesting.Our new neighbours which arrived last night was cleaning their garden.The Lady of the Family was planting some flowers on the boundary of Garden and the man of the family with the help of grass cutter was cutting the grass to make it uniform.But the most intersting part was the Child of the family.That child about 3 yrs old,1/4th the size of his dad was pushing his dad from behind with full effort like he is only who is making the grass cutting machine move .Although his effort was not effecting a inch in the movement of that machine .But seeing that effort his father and mother was smiling.In love ,the effect of your effort doesn't matter .The thing that matter is your effort.
Love is not something special.It is that ordinary thing that make the person who feel it special .Give others a reason to smile and in return you will be awarded with love only.

Short Love Story #10( Love Story Of A Rose)

There were two roses .One being Red and other being White.One Day the White Rose in anger said to the Red Rose
"Why Everyone Love you more than me ? Why you are more important and costlier than me? I am also beautiful like you than Why you presented as the symbol of Love and not me ?"
Red Rose Smiled and replied
"Long years ago ,My grand grandfather with his white Rose friend used to reside together in a garden.They were really good friends.He loved his friend so much.But the day ,the human got an idea to present his lover a rose.The human came in garden and got confused between my Grandpa(Red Rose) and his friend (White Rose) to pluck which colored Rose for his lover.Both Roses were sleeping,but hearing the sound of feets of human ,my grandpa awakened.Seeing the human going to pluck the White Rose (His friend), to save his friend's life my grandfather detached himself and made him fall on the ground near human's feet .When Human noticed the Red rose at ground.He picked it and presented it to his lover.This saved the life of That white Rose .From that Day "The most plucked Flower is RED ROSE" which became the symbol of love."

After hearing the reply of Red Rose.White Rose replied
"I Love you Mr.LOVE.You all red one are heroes of Love"

Even A rose is doing his work for your Love .Respect his sacrifice.Be Happy,Be in LOVE.

-Sukhdeep

Short Love story #9

I was sitting in my living room with mobile in my hands .I was remembering the old moments by viewing her pics .Suddenly my mom entered the room and after noticing me she came toward me and flewed away the honey bee which should have bitten me on the ear .
While she was leaving the room she smiled and said "son , you are in love " 

Short Love Story #8

It was late 1970 in Mumbai.His name was Shourya.He had a PEN PAL friend called Simran from Punjab. Not like these days, that era used only postal mails to contact each others. That’s why they call those long distance friends as “Pen Pals”. Shorya and Simran exchanged mails and pictures for years. But they never talked even by a Telephone. It’s because, Telephone was a High Luxury Item for Indians in that era. very limited people had Telephones.

Eventually they fall in love. Shorya was from a middle class family, he hadn’t money to visit Punjab. Simran was a student. Neither, she didn’t earn money yet. But she promised to come to Mumbai one day for visit at Shourya, as soon as possible, when she is able to do so.

Time passed, their love was matured day after day and they were in such a romance. They lived happily with their hopes and dreams of near future. One day Shourya did post a post card that saying…

My dear Simran,

“I’m going to visit RAJMACHI FORT near Lonavala with my friends. I Hope if you were here too, with me. With all my love”.

Your Loving Shourya.

Actually it is not just a visiting place .It is a very famous fort located near two famous hills of Maharashtra, Lonavala and Khanadala. They left for the Trekking in one fine morning. It begins to dark when they arriving the site. After they had supper, started to trekk. They were trekking for hours without a rest. It was almost about to dawn, when they got their first rest. But still dark was around and was a thick mist. So they thought to sit for a while. Everybody sat on somewhere they could find in the dark and Shourya went to call of nature nearby there.

He amazed what he saw there. It was Simran; she was in serene white plain saree .Even he never met Simran live before, he recognized her in a blink of an eye

“My goodness Simran, you are here…Gosh…I was thinking about you all the way…”

“Yes I’m...”

“Why…why didn’t you tell me that you were coming to Mumbai... even I posted a Card that I'm coming here…did you find that? I did it five days before I come here”.

“No I didn’t …So Shourya…I met you at last… my love!!!”

“Simran… you came alone here? Where is the rest of your people? You know? My friends are over there, come…” while speaking he moved to touch her hand….

But…. She disappeared in to the thick dark mist. He looked around…but he couldn’t find her. she vanished without any trace. He could see only dark with the mist. He couldn’t understand what he saw. So he thought, it may be an illusion, because he was thinking about her all day long. Hence he didn’t tell anything to his friends there. But he was pretty sure; she addressed him as “So Shourya…I met you at last… my love!!!”

Shourya arrived home after two days, His mother kept a Telegram in his hand.

Dear Shourya,

“Simran Expired due to terrible car accident. I’m so sorry”
Simran's loving friend, Mannu.

.There is so much to love...so many reasons to laugh...If Shourya and Simran can find their LOve through Postcards...Y CANT U?

Short Love Story #7

7th August,2004 It was the day of my marriage.I don't know why on the day of marriage even a normal person with not so much value and importance become the only concern for every one .Every one wants to get clicked on camera with that person whom they never even thought of sitting with .Why that innocent person is made to sit in front of loads of people on the stage like a Showpiece.
Yes,this is the way a marrige in arranged in Punjab.
On that beautiful day , my new life was going to be started.But things were kind a bit different.Earlier that day, when we used to plan some outing with the help of her friends ,things were beautiful and natural.
(Yes ,It was a Love marriage )
But,as the things were going on,it didn't seem beautifull to me excluding some moments like when she was sitting beside me in gurudwara sahib wearing a red lehnga and when under a phulkari we reached the stage by holding each other's hand .These few moments were beautiful but rest of the moments seemed so much artificial. I with my beautiful lady , was made to sit in front of crowd like showpieces for hours . Cameraman in front of us was clicking thousands of pictures with different relatives of both sides standing right behind our chairs on stage . I was feeling a bit low ,beacause in our past when we used to meet,we used to fight,laugh ,see in each other's eyes,and many more beutifull things.But on our most important day of life we were sitting like two cartoon silently who were like not allowed to talk otherwise photo will not be good . And, by the way,how two persons will talk when so many people in their front are continously staring them with full concentration and gossiping about their looks.
I hade been to so many marriages in past,but stupid ME never ever realized the anxiety of couple sitting on that stage for hours.I had never thought the couple sitting there would be so much unhappy because they even can't see each other.I knew , I have rest of my life to see her,talk to her ,love her .But ,my heart was saying....

"Preet , Gagan is sitting beside you on the chair.....and from a dozen of weeks you haven't met her..you haven't got any chance to see her properly..why are you sitting numb ..talk to her and say those little pretty things that made her laugh and fell in love with you...go ahead preet"

After few minutes with a face in the direction of people and relatives which were coming to congratulate us for happy married life,I tried to start a conversation by saying
"Hello Gagan"

She too replied with her face toward people
"Hi...Pree"

But as she was completing her sentence,her younger sister Kirat interferred by saying
"Mr.Preet ,my sister gonna be yours but you have to wait a more few hours .So keep quite and after all this marriage stuff.... talk freely.Thank you"

That was the only conversation between us on that day.Finally a big smile came on my face as all the boring stuffs were over and we were now a married couple and was going with her back to our home -My village Dasuya.
Due to so many rituals and other things which is done at the arrival of newly married couple ,I forgot to discuss about the day with Gagan

But few weeks after the day of marriage .I was having a look at the marriage pictures although that day i was not enjoying it.I noticed something in photos.
In our stage photos ,She was sitting beside me very calm and making same pose everytime with a diffent persons of our relation behind us.And on the other side I was sitting there with a fake smile .

I asked her "How you was so calm and happy ,you was not excited to talk to me ? You don't love me? You didn't wanted to see me ?"
She replied in a soft voice"I was too excited to talk to you,but I was happy beacuse I was with you.I was enjoying that moment of silence too because we never sit silent"

That day I realized the love is conditionless..and her love for me was UNLIMITED and mine one limited .I deserve her but she deserve a better "Preet"

LOVE DONT ASK WHAT IS THE SITUATION OR CONDITION?
LOVE CAN PREVAIL EVEN BETWEEN A BLIND EYE AND DEAF EAR

Short Love Story #6

I went to a stationary shop to buy a pen for my exam. When I was returning from the shop after buying the pen , a little girl about 7 years old came running toward me and said

"Uncle,there is your 5 rupees .My father cheated you,the pen you bought of 10 rupee actually worth 5 rupees only "

I laughed on her innocency and replied

"your father didn't cheated me .I gave him extra 5 rupees for giving birth to you,little angel "

And she smiled