Interesting Anecdotes

A man asked his wife what she wanted for her birthday. She said, “I’d love to be ten again.” On her birthday, he got her up bright and early and took her to a theme park. He put her on every ride in the park- the Death Slide, The Screaming Loop, The Wall of Fear. She staggered out of the theme park five hours later, her head reeling and her stomach turning. Then off to a movie theatre, popcorn, cola and sweets. Finally she staggered home with her husband and collapsed into bed. Her husband leaned over and asked, “Well, dear, what was it like being ten again?” One eye opened and she groaned, “Actually, honey, I meant dress size!”

Oh but it's the thought that counts...that is so sweet to have devoted atleast some thought as to how to make her special day enjoyable.. :D

Daughter-In-Law:"When I cooked food which are blend, you will grumble that they are tasteless. Now that I have cooked saltier, you complained that you can't swallow this at all! What exactly do you want?"

When the son came back, the mother immediately ate the food without a word. She stared at him. The son took a taste of his mother's food and spit out immediately.

He ranted at his wife," Didn't I told you that my mother cannot take salty food?!"

The wife shouted,"OK! She's your mum! You cook for her in future!"
After saying that, she stormed into their room angrily.

Feeling helpless, the son told the mother,"Mum, don't eat this
anymore. I will cook you a bowl of noodles."

The mother said,"Son, you have something to tell me? Don't keep
everything to yourself."

Son:"Mum, I am going to get promoted soon and my upcoming working schedule will be very, very tight...and as for my wife...ummm...she said she will be going out to work...."

The mother understood what he meant and said in pleadingly, "Son,please don't send me to Old Folks' Home."

The son remained silent and tried to think of a good reason to
persuade her mother. Then he said," There is nothing wrong with
the Old Folks' Home. Once my wife goes out to work, no one will
serve you as well as the Home which provides you meals and care. It would definitely much better than being at home."

The son went for a bath after that and went into the Study Room. He looked out from the windows and thought back and hesitated a
while....His mother had remained a widow since she was
young with him, and brought him up painstakingly, all alone.

She had tried all means to earn as much as she could, in order to support him in studying overseas. Yet she expected nothing nor
used her past painful experience to threaten his son to be filial.

While now, his wife was threatening him with the stake of their
marriage. "Should I send my Mum to the Home?" He asked himself.

"The only person who will accompany you till the end of your life
would be your wife.." said a friend. "Your mother is in old age now, and if she's lucky, she might be able to live for a few more years. Why not be filial to her for this period of time? reminded by some relatives.

He was stuck in a dilemma. He did not want to think anymore, in order not to affect his decision. The son found a Home with high
standards, built on a beautiful and transquil mountain top. He told
himself that he would feel much better when the more he spent.

When the son helped his mother into the lobby of the Home, the 42" TV was tuned on. The programme shown on screen was a comedy. But no one was laughing.

A few old folks, dressed in similar clothing,were sitting there, in a daze. There was one who was sitting improperly on a sofa, there
was one who was bending down to pick up a piece of biscuit from the floor, there was one who was talking to himself...

The son knew that his mother likes sunlight, so he chose a room with ample sun rays shining into the room. The view out from the room, was a greenery scene. Few nurses were wheeling some old
folks out for some fresh air.

It was so pathetic of silence in the background. The sun would still
need to set down. Soon it was dusk. The son told the mother,"Mum, I am leaving." The mother waved to him to say goodbye, opening her toothless mouth..

He turned back to look at his mother. She was full of grey hair and
wrinkled skin with deep set eyes...He found that she was really old.

He remembered when he was six, due to some circumstances, his mother could not bring him along with her thus temporarily placed him at a relative's home for few days. He recalled hugging his
mother's thigh and begged her not to leave him alone. In the end, his mother did not leave him and decided to take him along with her.

When he returned home, his wife and his mother-in-law were busy discarding things from his mother's room, happily. One of the discarded item was his tall trophy which he had won as First Prize when he was young. He had written an essay "MY MOTHER".

The second item discarded was a dictionary. That was the first gift
from his mother, who scrimped and saved for a month in order to buy for him.

He shouted,"Enough! Stop discarding things anymore!" His mother-in-law cried," There is so much rubbish. If don't discard, there would not be any place for my stuff."

His wife continued,"Yeah! Need to dump away that old, stinky bed of your mum too. We will buy a new bed for my mum later,"

He saw some pictures from the stack..they were taken at a zoo and an amusement park when his mother had taken him there.

"These are precious belongings of my Mum! You can't discard them!"

"What sort of attitude is this? I demand you to apologise to my Mum NOW!" ranted the wife.

The husband said," When I married you, I promised you I will love your Mum too. But why can't you be the same?"

He went back to the Home and saw his mother weeping between her frail legs. She was missing the moments when her son would apply ointment for her every night...The son kneeled before her and said,"Mum, I am here. I brought the ointment too."

The mother said," I will apply it myself, Son! You still need to work
tomorrow. Go home, Son!"

Son said, "Mum, please forgive me! Let's go home!"

Very touching, and reveals people's nature!

I don't understand...why would the wife want the mother to leave if she was so nice? Why would the son want to stay such a narrow-minded wife? Why would the son only remember at the home all the things his mother did for him? Why would he take her to a home and let his mother-in-law move in? It makes no sense...and if it does make sense to some people than that is very scary :? :(

And the daughter in law is potrayed as an evil DIL from hell :evil:. A biased,cliched story if I ever saw one!!!

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Originally Posted by ssanjinika

And the daughter in law is potrayed as an evil DIL from hell :evil:. A biased,cliched story if I ever saw one!!!

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Natch!

Here's something I came across in my Y! group.......v.worth reading!

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ONE BEDROOM FLAT... AN INDIAN SOFTWARE ENGINEER'S LIFE...
Article By an Indian SE who was in US. - A Bitter Reality

As the dream of most parents I had acquired a degree in Software Engineering and joined a company based in USA, the land of dreams and opportunity. When I arrived in the USA, it was as if my dream had come true.
Here at last I was in the place where I wanted to be. I decided I would be staying in this country for about Five years in which time I would have earned enough money to settle down in India.

My father was a government employee and after his retirement, the only asset he could acquire was a decent one bedroom flat.
I wanted to do some thing more than him.

Soon, I started feeling homesick and lonely as the time passed. I used to call home and speak to my parents every week using cheap international phone cards. Two years passed, two years of Burgers at McDonald's and pizzas and discos and 2 years watching the foreign exchange rate getting happy whenever the Rupee value went down.
Finally I decided to get married. Told my parents that I have only 10 days of holidays and everything must be done within these 10 days. I got my ticket booked in the cheapest flight. Was jubilant and was actually enjoying hopping for gifts for all my friends back home. If I miss anyone then there will be talks. After reaching home I spent home one week going through all the photographs of girls and as the time was getting shorter I was forced to select one candidate.
My in-laws told me, to my surprise, that I would have to get married in 2-3 days, as I will not get anymore holidays. After the marriage, it was time to return to USA, after giving some money to my parents and telling the neighbors to look after them, I returned to USA with my wife.
My wife enjoyed this country for about two months and then she started feeling lonely. The frequency of calling India increased to twice in a week sometimes 3 times a week. Our savings started diminishing. After two more years we started to have kids. Two lovely kids, a boy and a girl, were gifted to us by the almighty. Every time I spoke to my parents, they asked me to come to India so that they can see their grand-children.
Every year I decided to go to India. But part work part monetary conditions prevented it. Years went by and visiting India was a
distant dream. Then suddenly one day I got a message that my parents were seriously sick. I tried but I couldn't get any holidays and thus could not go to India. The next message I got was my parents had passed away and as there was no one to do the last rights the society members had done whatever they could. I was depressed. My parents had passed away without seeing their grand children!
After couple more years passed, much to my children's dislike and my wife's joy we returned to India this time, to settle down. I started to look for a suitable property, but to my dismay my savings were short and the property prices had gone up during all these years. I had to return to the USA.

My wife refused to come back with me and my children refused to stay in India. My 2 children and I returned to USA after promising my wife I would be back for good after two years.
Time passed by, my daughter decided to get married to an American and my son was happy living in USA. I decided that had enough and wound-up every thing and returned to India. I had just enough money to buy a decent 02 bedroom flat in a well-developed locality.
Now I am 60 years old and the only time I go out of the flat is for the routine visit to the nearby temple. My faithful wife has also left
me and gone to the holy abode.
Sometimes I wondered was it worth all this? My father, even after staying in India and having earned less than I had, had a house to his name and I too have the same nothing more.

I lost my parents and children for just ONE EXTRA BEDROOM.

Looking out from the window I see a lot of children dancing. This damned cable TV has spoiled our new generation and these children are losing their values and culture because of it. I get occasional cards from my children asking I am alright. Well at least they remember me.

Now perhaps after I die it will be the neighbors again who will be performing my last rights, God Bless them. But the question still remains 'was all this worth it?'

I am still searching for an answer................!!!

:thumbsup:
Thought-provoking!

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Originally Posted by pavalamani pragasam

:thumbsup:
Thought-provoking!

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But wud it be eye-opening?? :|
Aside, I'm sure ther r many many bitter realities similar 2 this at present......! :(