Tuesday, October 18, 2011

Peter Eigen: How to expose the corrupt | Video on TED.com

Peter Eigen: How to expose the corrupt | Video on TED.com

The True Meaning of "I LOVE YOU."

Very Heart Touching !!

When U Were Only 5 Yrs Old, I Said I Love U...
U Asked Me: "What Is It?"
When U Were 15 Yrs Old, I Said I Love U....
U Blushed.. U Look Down And Smile..
When U Were 20 Yrs Old, I Said I Love U....
U Put Ur Head On My Shoulder And Hold My Hand.. Afraid That I Might Dissapear..
When U Were 25 Yrs Old, I Said I Love U....
U Prepare Breakfast And Serve It In Front Of Me, And Kiss My Forhead N
Said : "U Better Be Quick, Is’s Gonna Be Late.."
When U Were 30 Yrs Old, I Said I Love U....
U Said: "If U Really Love Me, Please Come Back Early After Work.."
When U Were 40 Yrs Old, I Said I Love U....
U Were Cleaning The Dining Table And Said: "Ok Dear, But It’s Time For U To Help Our Child With His/Her Revision.."
When U Were 50 Yrs Old, I Said I Love U....
U Were Knitting And U Laugh At Me..
When U Were 60 Yrs Old, I Said I Love U....
U Smile At Me..
When U Were 70 Yrs Old. I Said I Love U....
We Sitting On The Rocking Chair With Our Glasses On.. I’m Reading Your Love Letter That U Sent To Me 50 Yrs Ago..With Our Hand Crossing Together..
When U Were 80 Yrs Old, U Said U Love Me!
I Didn’t Say Anything But Cried.

We may not express it but when we say "I Love You" we want our partner also to say the same... there are many ways of expressing love but nothing can play the same magic that these 3 words can play when said in return ♥ ♥

Friday, October 14, 2011

HOW YOU TREAT A WOMAN

She’s the one you call when you’re bored because she makes you laugh. She’s the one you talk to when you’re feeling down because she’s willing to lend an ear and be a friend. She’s not the one you call when you need a date to your company’s Christmas party, or to go dancing with on a Saturday night. She’s the one you spend time with between girlfriends, before you find “THE ONE.” You know, the one who you keep around in the mean time. She’s not one of the guys, not a tomboy, but you don’t look at her as a ‘real’ woman, either.

She’s not b****y enough, or moody enough to be seen in that light. She’s too laid-back; too easily amused by the same things your male buddies are amused by. She’s too understanding, too comfortable; she doesn’t make you feel nervous or excited the way a ‘real’ woman does. But she’s cool, and nice, and funny, and attractive enough that when you are lonely and need female companionship, she’ll do just fine. You don’t have to wine and dine her because she knows the real you already, and you don’t have any facades to keep up, no pretenses to preserve.

You are not trying to get anything of substance out of her, she’s not easy, but you know that she cares about you and is attracted to you, and that she’ll give you the friend you need. And you know you don’t have to explain yourself or the situation, that she’ll be able to cope with the fact that this isn’t the beginning of a relationship or that there’s any possibility that you have any real romantic feelings for her. It won’t bother her that you’ll go on a date with the woman you’ve been mooning over for weeks who finally agreed to go out with you.

She’ll settle for a goodbye hug and a promise to call her and tell her how the date went. She’s just so cool. But, deep down, if you really think about it (which probably you don’t because to you, the situation between the two of you isn’t important enough to merit any real thought), you know that it’s really not fair. You know that although she would never say it, it hurts her to know that despite all her good points and all the fun you two have, you don’t think she’s good enough to spend any real time with.

Sure, it’s mostly her fault, because she doesn’t have to give in to your needs. She could play the hard-to-get person like the rest of them do, if she really wanted to. But you and she both know that she probably couldn’t pull it off. Maybe she’s too short, or a little over-weight, or has a birthmark on her forehead, or works at Taco Bell. Whatever the reason, somehow life has given her a lot of really great qualities but has left out the ones that men want (or think they want) in a woman. So she remains forever the funny friend, the steadfast companion, and you go on searching for your goddess who will somehow be everything you ever wanted in a woman.

You’ll joke to her that she should be the best man at your wedding, and she’ll laugh and make a joke about a smelly rental tux. She doesn’t captivate you with her beauty, or open doors with her smile. Mainly she blends in with the crowd. She’s safe. She doesn’t want to be the center of attention and turn the heads of everyone in the room, but she certainly wants to turn someone’s head. She wants to be special to someone, too. We all do. She has feelings; she has a heart. In fact, she probably has a bigger and better heart than any woman you’ve ever known because she’s had a front-row seat to the MESS THAT IS YOUR LIFE, and she likes you anyway.

She obviously sees something worthwhile and redeeming in you because although you’ve given her nothing in return.