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A blind boy sat on the steps of a building with a hat by his feet.

He held up a sign which said: 'I am blind, please help.' There were only a few coins in the hat. A man was walking by. He took a few coins from his pocket and dropped them into the hat. He then took the sign, turned it around, and wrote some words. He put the sign back so that everyone who walked by would see the new words.

Soon the hat began to fill up. A lot more people were giving money to the blind boy. That afternoon the man who had changed the sign came to see how things were. The boy
recognized his footsteps and asked,

'Were you the one who changed my sign this morning? What did you write?'
The man said, 'I only wrote the truth. I said what you said but in a different way.'
What he had written was: 'Today is a beautiful day and I cannot see it.'

Do you think the first sign and the second sign were saying the same thing?
Of course both signs told people the boy was blind. But the first sign simply said the boy was blind. The second sign told people they were so lucky that they were not blind.
Should we be surprised that the second sign was more effective?

Moral of the Story:

Be thankful for what you have.

Be creative. Be innovative. Think differently and positively.

Invite others towards good with wisdom. Live life with no excuse and love with no regrets.

When life gives you a 100 reasons to cry, show life that you have 1000 reasons to smile.

Face your past without regret. Handle your present with confidence. Prepare for the future without fear.

Keep the faith and drop the fear.

Great men say, 'Life has to be an incessant process of repair and reconstruction, of discarding evil and developing goodness…. In the journey of life, if you want to
travel without fear, you must have the ticket of a good conscience.'

The most beautiful thing is to see a person smiling…

And even more beautiful is knowing that you are the reason behind it!!!

Baby

It was already dark when i got out of the office, but i still had to go to the nearby mall to get some personal stuff and pay for my cellphone bill.

I hated going to the mall by myself. But now i had to. I'll have no more shopping companion since he called it quits. And even if he said we'll remain friends, i don't think he can be able to accompany me on such activities. I can no longer invite him to go malling, or strolling at the park. He'll be accompanying someone else now.

There was no one else to tag along, so i had to grin and bear it this time. No one to talk with while waiting at the checkout counter and lining up at the bills payment section.

After almost 45 minutes, i finally boarded a jeepney headed home. Seated in front of me was a lovely pregnant woman with her husband. I usually don't mind other passengers in the jeepney. But when i saw the couple in front of me, memories began to flood my thoughts.

Memories that seemed like it was just yesterday...


"I want twins--a boy and a girl." I smiled my big, dreamy smile while we were cuddled up and having our usual talk sessions.

"You sure you want twins?" he asked, relishing the idea.

"Yeah, why not? We'll name the boy Denver, and the girl will be Aspen."

"That's great!" He kissed my forehead, caressed my cheek and buried his face in my hair.

"You'd be one hot momma. I wonder how you'd look like when you're pregnant already." He was teasing me again. He wanted to have babies--the sooner, the better.

"I'm sure i'll be one hot momma. But for now, i'm perfectly fine with my one and only baby--YOU! The twins can wait til we're stable enough to raise them, okay?" I gave him a tight hug and kissed him gently on his nose and a deep one on his lips.


I tried to shake it off and closed my eyes. But it was his face i saw at the back of my mind.

"Darn it!" I muttered while letting out a sigh.

He's with someone else now, and working hard to start a family.

I wonder if he still remembers that talk we had... when we were planning for our future together, with twins we'll call Denver and Aspen.

Maybe not anymore. He's got different plans now. And will be having a family of his own.

I looked outside and stared at the headlights of a car behind me til my eyes hurt and tears threaten to fall.

"Well," i thought "he's gonna have to think of other names for his kids now."

One rainy night...

he laid down on my bed while i was sleeping. I was waken by the slight movement but i didn't open my eyes. I knew it was him because of the familiar scent he wears.

He was watching me sleep... with my back towards him. I felt him come closer until i felt his warm breath at the back of my neck. He wrapped his arm around my waist as he brushed aside my hair that partly covered my face, and he whispered my name... letting his lips brush past my ear... and ever so lightly grazing my neck and shoulder.

"Honey," the words escaped from my lips in a whisper, my eyes still closed. His arm around my waist wrapped tighter, then i felt his warm hand reaching for my breasts... the back of my neck was showered with butterfly kisses.

I turned towards him to meet his kisses, which are now getting deeper and deeper. Moans escaped his lips with every kiss... his hand caressing my already bare back.

It was cold outside, but i was wiping beads of sweat from his forehead. The pouring rain drowned every moan and sigh... and the dark of night concealed every touching, groping, caressing of hands and bodies intertwined.

The coldness of the night was filled with warmth... and tenderness. And although it was still dark, the union of two souls in love somehow lit up the room and made life a little more worthwhile.

The rain finally stopped. Beside him, with my head on his chest, i was peacefully listening to his heartbeat, contented with his arms wrapped around me. He began singing my favorite song. More like whispering, but i could clearly hear it.

He ran his fingers through my hair, still whispering my song. I closed my eyes and went back to sleep, keeping a snapshot of the moment in my head. For i know he won't be there beside me when i wake up in the morning.

"...this is my confession..."

"i've come to realize that destiny can hurt a person as much as it can bless. and i find myself
wondering why of all the people in the world i'd fall for someone that can never be mine"

i haven't seen him for quite a while--a week or two perhaps. we've been too busy with our lives that we don't even have time to stop and say "hi". so when i saw him the other day, boy! was i so glad! but i tried hard to suppress it. for fear that he might see through me. i am that transparent with him.

so there he was and, well, there was i in the same room with other people. but it felt as though we were the only ones there. he looked at me and i tried to fathom what lies underneath that gaze. i missed that kind of look. i missed you. i missed you so much i could kiss you now.

he was still looking at me as he stood up and let it linger for a while before he walked out of the room. i looked around. everyone was busy doing their own thing. but something in my head says "go follow him." so i went. only to find out he was outside. waiting. for me?

he held my hand and suddenly we were in some street but surprisingly, no one else was there. he let go of my hand but he pulled me closer to him. it happened so fast and all i could remember was the softness of his lips, the hunger, and yet there was tenderness in his kisses as he was caressing my face. oh how i wish it would not end! i have waited long enough for this. we kissed for what felt like forever until he paused to look at me.

and then i woke up.