నేను హైదరాబాద్ లో ౨౦౦౪ నుంచి ఉంటున్న కానీ హైదరాబాద్ ఇంత అందంగా ఉంటుంది అని తెలియదు నిన్నటివరకు...

ఏంటి అబ్బ అంత గొప్ప విషయం అనుకుంటున్నారా నిన్న నేను ఫస్ట్ టైం ట్యాంక్ బండ కి వెళ్ళాను...అది ఎం గొప్ప సంగతి అని తిసిపదేయకండి ఇది వరకు పని మీద అటు వెళ్ళినప్పుడు ఆ ట్రాఫిక్ గోల కి నేను అలానే అనుకునేదాన్ని...అబ్బ ఇది ఎం రోడ్ ర బాబు అని ...కానీ నిన్న ఫస్ట్ టైం అక్కడ బండి పార్క్ చేసి ఆ ట్యాంక్ బండ్ అందాలూ చూసాను...అడుక్కునే వాళ్ళు, చిరుతిల్లి అమ్మేవాళ్ళు , చిన్నపిల్లలు , కాలేజీ స్టూడెంట్స్, లవర్స్ ఫామిలీస్...అబ్బ చాల మంది ఉన్నారు అక్కడ... వాళ్ళని చూసి ఇదివరకు విళ్ళకి ఇది ఎం పిచ్చి రా బాబు ...ఆ కంపు లో అలా తిరుగుతారు అనుకున్న కానీ అది తప్పు అని నిన్న అర్ధం అయ్యింది ఆ చల్ల గాలి అమ్మ ఒడిలో సేద తిరినట్లుగా ఉంటుంది..ఆ ట్రాఫిక్ గోల మనకి అసలు వినపడ్నే పడదు..ఆ బుద్దిడి అందాలూ ప్రంపంచాన్ని మర్చిపోయేలా చేస్తాయి నిజంగా చిన్ని గారిలా నేను కూడా దాన్ని న కేర్ ఆఫ్ అడ్రస్ లా చేసుకోవాలి అనిపించింది..దగ్గర ఏరియా లో ఇల్లు దొరుకుతుంది ఏమో చూసి అమ్మ ఒప్పుకుంటే ఇల్లు మారిపోవలి...

i love this story verymuch..

A man came home from work late, tired and irritated, to find his 5-year old son waiting for him at the door.

SON: "Daddy, may I ask you a question?"

DAD: "Yeah sure, what is it?" replied the man.

SON: "Daddy, how much do you make an hour?"

DAD: "That's none of your business. Why do you ask such a thing?" the man said angrily.

SON: "I just want to know. Please tell me, how much do you make an hour?"

DAD: "If you must know, I make 500rs an hour."

SON: "Oh," the little boy replied, with his head down.

SON: "Daddy, may I please borrow 200rs?"
The father was furious, "If the only reason you asked that is so you can borrow some money to buy a silly toy or some other nonsense, then you march yourself straight to your room and go to bed. Think about why you are being so selfish. I work hard everyday for such this childish behavior."

The little boy quietly went to his room and shut the door.

The man sat down and started to get even angrier about the little boy's questions. How dare he ask such questions only to get some money?

After about an hour or so, the man had calmed down, and started to think: Maybe there was something he really needed to buy with that 50rd and he really didn't ask for money very often. The man went to the door of the little boy's room and opened the door.

"Are you asleep, son?" He asked.

"No daddy, I'm awake," replied the boy.

"I've been thinking, maybe I was too hard on you earlier" said the man.

"It's been a long day and I took out my aggravation on you. Here's the 200rs you asked for."

The little boy sat straight up, smiling. "Oh, thank you daddy!" He yelled.

Then, reaching under his pillow he pulled out some crumpled up bills.

The man saw that the boy already had money, started to get angry again. The little boy slowly counted out his money, and then looked up at his father.

"Why do you want more money if you already have some?" the father grumbled.

"Because I didn't have enough, but now I do," the little boy replied.

"Daddy, I have 500rs now. Can I buy an hour of your time?

Please come home early tomorrow. I would like to have dinner with you."

The father was crushed. He put his arms around his little son, and he begged for his forgiveness.

We never understand how important our time is for our loved ones. They are the real treasure we have. Try to cherish them. Money can never take their place.

Maybe. .
we were supposed to meet the
wrong people before meeting the right
one so that, when we finally meet the
right person, we will know how to be
grateful for that gift.

Maybe . . .
it is true that we don't
know what we have until we lose it,
but it is also true that we don't know
what we have been missing until it
arrives.

Maybe . . .
the brightest future will
always be based on a forgotten past;
after all, you can't go on
successfully in life until you let go
of your past mistakes, failures and
heartaches.

Maybe . .
you should hope for enough
happiness to make you sweet, enough
trials to make you strong, enough
sorrow to keep you human, and enough
hope to make you happy.

Maybe . . .
the happiest of people
don't necessarily have the best of
everything; they just make the most of
everything that comes along their way.

Maybe .. . .
the best kind of friend is
the kind you can sit on a porch and
swing with, never say a word, and then
walk away feeling like it was the best
conversation you've ever had.

Maybe . . .
happiness waits for all
those who cry, all those who hurt, all
those who have searched, and all those
who have tried, for only they can
appreciate the importance of all the
people who have touched their lives.

May be . .
you should do something nice
for someone every single day, even if
it is simply to leave them alone.

Maybe . . .
there are moments in life
when you miss someone -- a parent, a
spouse, a friend, a child -- so much
that you just want to pick them from
your dreams and hug them for real, so
that once they are around you
appreciate them more.

Maybe....
giving someone all your love
is never an assurance that they will
love you back. Don't expect love in
return; just wait for it to grow in
their heart; but, if it doesn't, be
content that it grew in yours.

Maybe .. . .
you should dream what you
want to dream; go where you want to
go, be what you want to be, because
you have only one life and one chance
to do all the things you dream of, and
want to do.

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