A Tip For The Love Smitten

 

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Source: Ray Mitchell (raykiwsp.wordpress.com)

A Love Story (In 50 Words)

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The little girl playing in the park saw it snagged in the bush.

She pulled it out gently without a tear.

Years later, her husband saw the little boy in her wallet and asked.

She said almost wistfully: ‘My first love.’

He smiled: ‘Had lost this when I was nine.’

 

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Source: Adapted from Friends For Us (a facebook group) and image from e2ua.com

What is the difference between: ‘I like you’ and ‘I love you’?

Buddha says:

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Credits:The saying and the image of Butchart Gardens, Victoria, B.C. from the net

Wish I Had Said This

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Do You Love Him?

There was a group of women gathered at a seminar on how to live in a loving relationship with their husbands.

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The women were asked, ‘How many of you love your husbands?’

All the women raised their hands.

Then they were asked, ‘When was the last time you told your husband you loved him?’

Some women answered ‘today’, some ‘yesterday’ and some didn’t remember..

The women were then told to take their cell-phones and send the following text to their respective husband: ‘I love you, sweetheart.’

Then the women were told to exchange phones and read the responding text messages.

Here are some of the replies:

1. Eh, mother of my children, are you sick?

2. What now? Did you crash the car again?

3. I don’t understand what you mean?

4. What did you do now? I won’t forgive you this time!!!

5. ?!?

6. Don’t beat about the bush, just tell me how much you need?

7. Am I dreaming? ???????

8. If you don’t tell me who this message is actually for, you will die today…!!!

9. I asked you not to drink anymore!!

and, of course,

10. Who is this?

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Credits: enjoythemasti@yahoogroups.com (“Royal Gaurav” ) and openclipart (Rones)

Crazy Love!

A minister visited an asylum for the mentally disturbed and was taken on a tour of the facilities by one of the resident doctors. Walking down the dismal, echoing corridors, the minister was troubled by the cries and groans of the patients coming from their rooms.

“I hope that I can be of some help and comfort to these poor souls,” he told his guide.

The doctor stopped at a door and they looked through the small window.

“This is a sad case,” said the man.

The patient rocked back and forth on her cot, sobbing and sighing, “William,” she repeated over and over. “Oh, William!”

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“She was to marry a man named William,” said the guide. “And on their wedding day he ran off with another woman. It broke her heart to have lost him and ever since she has been like this.”

They moved on to another door and looked in. Inside the patient was bound in a straight-jacket, shrieking insanely, “Billllllly, Billllllllly!”

“So sad. This man Williams seems to have wronged many a woman?’

“Wouldn’t know about others, at least the two here, Sir,” answered the man.

“Though in different ways,” he added.

“How do you mean?’

“This is the one that got him”

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Credits: Adapted from santabanta.com.
The GIF is a sketch on creatures from Dain Fagerholm (dainfagerholm.blogspot.in), an artist currently living in Seattle, Washington. Dain works mostly with ink pens and colour dye markers and started making what he calls ‘stereographic gifs’ of his drawings in Feb’12. He was most recently award the ‘Most Mesmerizing [GIF] or [PIC] of 2012‘by WoahDude. When Dain is not on Tumblr or drawing, he’s a volunteer dog walker at the Progressive Animal Welfare Society and the Seattle Humane Society. Source: twistedsifter.com.

The Girl

pitch-forked from a private garden
on to a road not journeyed for
a travel unchronicled –
a nervous nineteen, aware by half.

a strand of fragrant jasmine,
the rustle of the bright blue cotton,
eloquent eyes in shy smile,
innocent of harshness.

the slender fingers in trusting clasp,
the world could do whatever,
the days never the same –
a parade of unfading freshness.

what…straying thoughts of a graying sixty+?
well…just straight thoughts of an incurable,
blessed with a magical vision to see
the girl jumping out, ever so often,

of his dear

(straight thoughts, for a change!)