Lilia Stepanova the Archer.......... Amazing

More than a Son..... Superb Story

If you really interested in reading this story, then please I would recommend you to read the last story I have posted “Love that Died Slowly” and then follow this one. Your Comments will be appreciated

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When Asavari married Vikram, his brother, Vedant was seven years old – 18 years younger than him. The couple were together in college and fell in love.

Vikram’s father was very orthodox and his son assumed there would be war if he talked about Asavari. So, after he got a job, he eloped with her and married her. To his astonishment, when Vikram called home to give his family the news, his father said: “Bring Asavari straight home”. But Asavari’s family cut off all the links with her.

Vikram took his bride home, a bit apprehensive. His father said. “Let the bride be welcomed in keeping with traditions of our hiding behind his Vedant watched keenly and asked “Who’s this?” “ Your Bhabhi Vikram replied.

Vedant took an instant liking to her. And, she took over his care – from sending him to school, to homework, to tucking him into bed. As school, teachers often mistook Asavari for his mother. She would say “He’s my brother-in-law, but quite like my son”.

Over the years, the Vikram and Asavari had two kids. When Vedant was in Class VIII, his father died and in Class X, his mother passed away. Vedant and Asavari became eachother’s pillar of support. When she remembered her parents and cried, he would comfort her saying. “I am there for you”. One day, Asavari received a call and collapsed hearing Vikram had been hit by a bus and was in hospital undergoing surgery.

But, as the fate had its way the doctors couldn’t save Vikram. Vedant was shattered, still in third year of college, he started feeling responsible for his bhabhi and her kids. Though, Vikram’s firm gave compensation, financial woes befell them. Vedant began to study and work to support the family.

After he was settled, Asavari would advise him to get married and he would say, “What’s the hurry?” Even if he got attracted to girls and thought of marriage, he dismissed the idea. Vikram’s children finished their studies, got married and now have kids, but Vedant is still a bachelor. They hold him in high regard. When Asavari watched Vedant play with her grandchildren, she thinks:

“Maybe, this is how God came into out lives”

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This is again another side of life than our last story “Love that Died Slowyly”

We have a person who neglects her blood relations and simply wents off with other person and here we have a person who happily lived his entire life for the ones who are not even his own blood.

What do you feel, which one is the meaningfull and worthwhile life here?...

Was there no love in this relationship to ANONYMOUS?...

LOVE THAT DIED SLOWLY…

This is the story of the fragility of relationships. Rajveer got his first taste of this when he was in Class X and his father died of a heart attack. More than his death, Rajveer was upset about lighting the pyre, afraid his father would get burn.

The family was financially secure. His two older sisters were settled, his mother was a teacher and his father had left them a huge bungalow. Eventually, Rajveer came to terms with his father’s death. A brilliant student, he cleared the boards with good marks, got admission in a city engineering college and topped in the first semester.

It was in the second semester that tragedy struck. He developed fever which did not abate for 15 days. Their family physician assured his mother that there was a nothing to worry and prescribed medicines. But, on night, Rajveer’s fever shot up as if his body was on fire and was admitted in a hospital. After five injections, the fever subsided. When Rajveer woke up he was terrified to find that lower half of his body which had gone numb and rajveer stayed home for two months. No doctor could diagnose what went wrong with him

But, one evening he told his mother. ‘I will go to college tomorrow. I have to fulfill father’s dream. “Initially his friends helped him but later Rajveer started managing on his own. Despite being physically challenged, he worked hard and became an engineer. After college he set up a factory which became a successful venture.

His mother urged him to get married, but Rajveer was reluctant knowing of his disability. One day, Rajveer called his mother to the factory and introduced her to Mansi, his personal secretary. “She wants to marry me. I have been discouraging her, but she won’t listen. He told his mother. But, later they got married. Mansi stopped working in the factory and began pursuing a degree in MA.

Mansi was caring wife. Rajveer was happy like never before. They had two children – Vishvesh, 4 and Hetva 2. Every evening, she would take him out on a drive. After her MA, Mansi became a lecturer in a college. One evening, Mansi took Rajveer for a drive as usual. After seven years of marriage this drive was different. She parked the car and said, “I want to live like normal woman. I have fallen in love with a colleague and want to marry him. I would like a Divorce”

A shocked Rajveer asked her what would happen to the kids. “You can keep them, I have no objection.” Rajveer felt the pain of his disability like never before. But he divorced her and she left. Now, he takes care of his children, who are everything to him.

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It’s a true story from Ahmedabad, I came across in TOI. I shared with few friends about their views and surprisingly few girls responded Mansi was right. I would also like to know your views….

Awesome Story.... should read once...

From the very beginning, girl's family objected strongly on her dating this guy, saying that it has got to do with family background, & that the girl will have to suffer for the rest of her life if she were to be with him.

Due to family's pressure, the couple quarrelled very often. Though the girl loved the guy deeply, she always asked him: "How deep is your love for me?"

As the guy is not good with his words, this often caused the girl to be very upset. With that & the family's pressure, the girl often vents her anger on him. As for him, he only endured it in silence.

After a couple of years, the guy finally graduated & decided to further his studies overseas. Before leaving, he proposed to the girl:

"I'm not very good with words. But all I know is that I love you. If you allow me, I will take care of you for the rest of my life. As for your family, I'll try my best to talk them round. Will you marry me?"

The girl agreed, & with the guy's determination, the family finally gave in & agreed to let them get married. So before he left, they got engaged. The girl went out to the working society, whereas the guy was overseas, continuing his studies. They sent their love through emails & phone calls. Though it was hard, but both never thought of giving up.

One day, while the girl was on her way to work, she was knocked down by

a car that lost control. when she woke up, she saw her parents beside her bed.. She realized that she was badly injured. Seeing her mum crying, she wanted to comfort her. But she realized that all that could come out of her mouth was just a sigh. she had lost her voice….

The doctor says that the impact on her brain has caused her to lose her voice. Listening to her parents' comfort, but with nothing coming out from her, she broke down. During the stay in hospital, besides silence cry,..it's still just silence cry that accompanied her. Upon reaching home, everything seems to be the same. Except for the ringing tone of the phone. Which pierced into her heart everytime it rang. She does not wish to let the guy know & not wanting to be a burden to him, she wrote a letter to him saying that she does not wish to wait any longer.

With that, she sent the ring back to him. In return, the guy sent millions & millions of reply, countless of phonecalls,.. all the girl could do, besides crying, is still crying…. The parents decided to move away, hoping that she could eventually forget everything & be happy.

With a new environment, the girl learns sign language & started a new life.

Telling herself everyday that she must forget the guy. One day, her friend came & told her that he's back. She asked her friend not to let him know what happened to her. Since then, there wasn't anymore news of him.

A year has passed & her friend came with an envelope, containing an invitation card for the guy's wedding. The girl was shattered. When she open the letter, she saw her name in it instead. When she was about to ask her friend what's going on, she saw the guy standing in front of her.

He used sign language to tell her "I've spent a year to learn sign language. Just to let you know that I've not forgotten our promise. Let me have the chance to be your voice. I Love You." With that, he slipped the ring back into her finger. The girl finally smiled.

Treat every relationship as if it's the last one, then you'll know how to Give. Treat every moment as is it's the last day, then you'll know how to treasure.

Susan & Mark - Lovely Story

The passengers on the bus watched sympathetically as the attractive young woman with the white cane made her way carefully up the steps. She paid the driver and, using her hands to feel the location of the seats, walked down the aisle and found the seat he'd told her was empty. Then she's settled in, placed her briefcase on her lap and rested her cane against her leg.

It had been a year since Susan became blind. Due to a medical misdiagnosis she had been rendered sightless, and she was suddenly thrown into a world of darkness, anger, frustration and self-pity. 'How could this have happened to me?' she would plead, her heart knotted with anger. But no matter how much she cried or ranted or prayed, she knew the painful truth, her sight was never going to return. A cloud of depression hung over Susan's once optimistic spirit.

All she had to cling to was her husband Mark.

Mark was an Air Force officer and he loved Susan with all his heart.

When she first lost her sight, he watched her sink into despair and was determined to help his wife gain the strength she needed to become independent again.

Finally, Susan felt ready to return to her job, but how would she get there? She used to take the bus, but was now too frightened to get around the city by herself. Mark volunteered to drive her to work each day, even though they worked at opposite ends of the city. At first, this comforted Susan and fulfilled Mark's need to protect his sightless wife who was so insecure about performing the slightest task. Soon, however Mark realized that this arrangement wasn't

working - it was hectic, and costly.

Susan is going to have to start taking the bus again, he admitted to himself. But just the thought of mentioning it to her made him cringe.

She was still so fragile, so angry. How would she react? Just as Mark predicted, Susan was horrified at the idea of taking the bus again. "I'm blind!" she responded bitterly. "How am I supposed to know where I'm going?

I feel like you're abandoning me."

Mark's heart broke but he knew what had to be done. He promised Susan

that each day he would ride the bus with her until she got the hang of it.

And that is exactly what happened. For two solid weeks, Mark, military uniform and all, accompanied Susan to and from work each day. He taught her how to rely on her other senses to determine where she was and how to adapt to her new environment. He helped her befriend the bus drivers who could watch out for her, and save her a seat. Each morning they made the journey together, and Mark would take a cab back to his office.

Although this routine was even more costly and exhausting than the previous one, Mark knew it was only a matter of time before Susan would be able to ride the bus on her own. Finally, Susan decided that she was ready to try the trip on her own.

Monday morning arrived, and before she left, she threw her arms around Mark, her temporary bus riding companion, her husband, and her best friend. Her eyes filled with tears of gratitude for his loyalty, his patience, his love.

She said good-bye, and for the first time, they went their separate ways.

Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday…. Each day on her own went perfectly, and Susan had never felt better.

On Friday morning, Susan took the bus to work as usual. As she was paying for her fare to exit the bus, the driver said, "Boy, I sure envy you."

Susan wasn't sure if the driver was speaking to her or not. After all, who on earth would ever envy a blind woman who had struggled just to find the courage to live for the past year? "Why do you envy me?"

The driver responded, "It must feel so good to be taken care of and protected like you are."

Susan had no idea what the driver was talking about, "What do you mean?" The driver said, "You know, every morning for the past week, a fine looking gentleman in a military uniform has been standing across the corner watching you when you get off the bus. He makes sure you cross the street safely and he watches you until you enter your office building. Then he blows you a kiss, gives you a little salute and walks away. You are one lucky lady."

Tears of happiness poured down Susan's cheeks. For although she couldn't see him, she had always felt Mark's presence. She was blessed, so blessed, for he had given her a gift more powerful than sight, a gift she didn't need to see to believe - the gift of love that can bring light where there had been darkness.

"You don't love a woman because she is beautiful, but she is beautiful because you love her…"