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Dear All,

I have 465 friends at Facebook, yes I am LONELY!! Many of them don’t know me. The problem is that instead of looking straight into their eyes, I am looking through a computer screen. I look around and realize that this media became “so social”, is anything but, when I switch on our computers and I see the door being shut…!

Whenever I used to get a call from my dear friend, she used to ask,“Hey Aji,. Still sitting in-front of your Girlfriend..?” Yes, I give a laugh and say.., “Hmnn...n Yes..!” My laptop is my girlfriend with internet connectivity.

All this technology we have is just an illusion. Community, companionship a sense of inclusion, yet when you step away from this device of delusion you will be in a road of confusion… Our work will be slave to the technology we mastered. For information being sold to some greedy for their interest or the promotion. We share our best pics but leave our emotions.

When you are in public and feel lonely, just place our hands behind our heads, step-away from phone….Just spare some time, not to stare at your contact list and talk to one another, yes, learn to co-exist. When coming to social and no longer satisfies to our family.. just look into their eyes… It’s not very lightly when you can’t entertain your own child without using an IPod.

When I was a child, I was never been at home and always riding my bicycle or climb-up the trees with me friends. Now the parks are quiet, swings hanging still, no skipping and no outdoor games. Yes, we are in the generation of idiots, can’t relate more than dump people!!! So lock-up your phone; shut-down the display, check-in your surroundings and make the most of the day finding someone on the road. It just requires a way of connection to show you the difference being back…!!!!

Give attention to life, so look-up from your phones, close the display.. we have a finite existence and a set number of days..Don't waste you life in caught in the "NET" and when the end comes nothing left to regret. Just give some time to your people, disconnect from your need, go out in the road and leave the instruction behind.

Stop reading this post!!! give some time to your beloved and live life the real way !!!!

regards,

Ajit P

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its true....bcoz hm artifical khushiyo me itna kho gye hai....ki hum apne aane wali chotti chotti khushiyo dekh hi pate.....

Dear mam,

             Your comment reminds me of the latest hindi song from the movie "Kill/Dill" which was composed by Sh Gulzar and the wording were, "Zindagi hu gale aa lagi hai..aa lagii hain...koi khoya hua barso ke baad aa gaya..."

Thanks,

warm regards,

Ajit P.

It is a really touching story. !  !

Give time to our family

After 21 years of marriage, my wife wanted me to take another woman out to dinner and a movie. She said, “I love you, but I know this other woman loves you and would love to spend some time with you.”

The other woman that my wife wanted me to visit was my MOTHER, who has been a widow for 19 years, but the demands of my work and my three children had made it possible to visit her only occasionally. That night I called to invite her to go out for dinner and a movie. “What’s wrong, are you well?” she asked.

My mother is the type of woman who suspects that a late night call or a surprise invitation is a sign of bad news. “I thought that it would be pleasant to spend some time with you,” I responded. “Just the two of us.” She thought about it for a moment, and then said, “I would like that very much.”

That Friday after work, as I drove over to pick her up I was a bit nervous. When I arrived at her house, I noticed that she, too, seemed to be nervous about our date. She waited in the door with her coat on. She had curled her hair and was wearing the dress that she had worn to celebrate her last wedding anniversary. She smiled from a face that was as radiant as an angel’s. “I told my friends that I was going to go out with my son, and they were impressed, “she said, as she got into the car. “They can’t wait to hear about our meeting.”

We went to a restaurant that, although not elegant, was very nice and cozy. My mother took my arm as if she were the First Lady. After we sat down, I had to read the menu. Her eyes could only read large print. Half way through the entries, I lifted my eyes and saw Mom sitting there staring at me. A nostalgic smile was on her lips. “It was I who used to have to read the menu when you were small,” she said. “Then it’s time that you relax and let me return the favor,” I responded. During the dinner, we had an agreeable conversation – nothing extraordinary but catching up on recent events of each other’s life. We talked so much that we missed the movie. As we arrived at her house later, she said, “I’ll go out with you again, but only if you let me invite you.” I agreed.

“How was your dinner date?” asked my wife when I got home. “Very nice. Much more so than I could have imagined,” I  answered.

A few days later, my mother died of a massive heart attack. It happened so suddenly that I didn’t have a chance to do anything for her. Some time later, I received an envelope with a copy of a restaurant receipt from the same place mother and I had dined. An attached note said: “I paid this bill in advance. I wasn’t sure that I could be there; but nevertheless, I paid for two plates – one for you and the other for your wife. You will never know what that night meant for me. I love you, son.”

At that moment, I understood the importance of saying in time: “I LOVE YOU” and to give our loved ones the time that they deserve. Nothing in life is more important than your family. Give them the time they deserve, because these things cannot be put off till “some other time.”

Dear Abhilash,

Your story added flavour to my post..

Thanks!!

warm regards,

Ajit

it is indeed a nice moral story

You seem too young to have been married for 21 years now! :) Good gosh.

thanks Ajit ji for the hear touching write up

thxxx

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