Best love stories !

• One night , i was drunk and sitting under a tree . I was looking to the sky and thinking about my girl friend ! Suddenly i see a person coming to me... who was wearing a white dress . And the dress was hiding himself ! That person came to me and sit beside me . Seeing him , i understood that she was a girl . I was disturbed to see that she was looking to me.. After a while , she asked "How are you , and what's about your new girlfriend ?" I was amazed to hear that voice... A looked at him curiously , and i was so much surprised to see her ! She was my 1st girlfriend , who was cheated by me and committed suicide before 4years .

• While dad was polishing his new car , his 4 years old son picked up a stone and scratched on the side of the car . In his anger dad took the child's hand and hit it many times not realizing that , he was using his wrench . Later at the hospital his child said "When will my fingers grow up ?" Dad was so shocked . He went back to the car and kicked it many times . Sitting beside the car he looked at the scratches . He saw , his son wrote "Dad i love u so much !"

• It was his wedding day. As I finished giving touches to my mild makeup, my thoughts flew back to my school days. The first time I met him, he was just another face in the crowd. We met occasionally through common friends. We became good friends, always had fun at the other's expense. He never spared a chance to irritate me, which was not very difficult. We always ended up fighting and patching up the next day only to fight again. 2 years flew by but nothing changed. Our friends knew we were very close and teased us incessantly. We would blush but still continue fighting. Everyday I would wait impatiently for him to come. If I didn't see him for even a day my heart would not be in whatever I do. I would roam around listlessly. I attributed it to the fact that I did not have my daily quota of fights and patch up. We grew up together, but as we grew up we became more aware of our friends making fun of the usual teenage gossip and us. We slowly reduced our fights and spent less and less time together.   One day he came and told me that he was leaving to another city. I had always taken it for granted that I could see him whenever I wanted to. For the first time I realized how much he meant to me. All our friends were there to say goodbye. I wanted to say so much, but I didn't know how to convey my feelings. As the car pulled out, I realized at that moment that he meant more to me than anything else. He was my best friend but I also realized, I had unknowingly, unconsciously fallen in love with him. I wished he were there, in front of me so that I could tell him how I felt. But he was gone. There was not a day, not an hour when I didn't think of him. My friends realized something was a miss, as they had never seen me so silent and so lost in thoughts. When they found out the reason, they felt it was just a crush and that it would go away. Some suggested finding out his whereabouts, but I didn't want them to. I was happy to be in love. I didn't want to think that there were two possibilities, he might love me, but he might not. I was happy that I was in love it was beautiful.      There were times when I would miss the sharing, the companionship, and the sweet nothings that people in love felt and enjoyed. My love was one sided but it was love nevertheless. He was always there in my thoughts and what better companionship can I ask for? Time flew. I went to college and then to work. Through the years I heard bits and pieces of news about him. I heard he was abroad, studying. And then I heard he was in love.   My heart broke. The rational side of me knew that since I had never told him how I felt, I should accept what happened. But my heart cried. As much as I tried I couldn't stop thinking about it. I would spend the whole day putting up a smiling face for the people around me, and fall into my bed, tears streaming down my face. I realized I had to face the truth. He was my first love and would always be, but I realized life has much more to offer. I wanted to move on, be happy and maybe meet someone whom I would love and who would love me. Surprisingly fate decided to help me in its own way. I met his mom by chance and she promptly invited me for his wedding. I realized the only way to come to terms would be to actually go for wedding. I knew, once I see him happily married, I could and would get over it. I came back to the present with a start, as my mobile phone rang. It was my friend asking me out for a movie. I told her I was going to a marriage to meet a long lost friend and hung up. I was ready, to face reality.

 Tips :-

• Turns out that the best thing you can do for your husband is also good for you. Eat healthy foods, maintain good grooming, and exercise regularly. You'll look and feel better, and you'll continue to be the vibrant and attractive woman he fell in love with, no matter your age.

• When was the last time you planned a romantic interlude with your husband? If you can't remember, you're way overdue. Be affectionate, write love notes, give him a back rub, plan a date, and initiate sexual play. Remind him that you still find him attractive.