An Indian man was trampled to death trying to break up a love affair between a tame elephant and her wild 3,600 kilogram suitor from the jungles of south Bihar.”     The irresistible force of love between elephants is something the villagers of Gumla, in northern India, wish they had avoided. It is rare for wild elephants to develop crushes on domesticated pachyderms. But when a bull elephant happened to spy an attractive she-elephant named Madhubala, it was, well, love at first sight. Even though Madhubala was chained to a tree, the bull elephant refused to leave her. At first the villagers tried to lure away the heavyweight stranger with a banana bribe. It was not food the elephant had on his mind. Angry and scared, villagers and police began tossing firecrackers and flaming sticks at the wild male. As the furious elephant charged back to the jungle, he crushed a forest ranger, killing him. The bull elephant’s retreat was only tactical. The lovesick male sneaked back later that night and freed Madhubala by smashing her chains. The two lovers eloped. Madhubala’s keeper, Mahedi Hussain, tracked her down in the jungle after a week and brought her back to the village. The she-elephant, alas, remained lovelorn. She even turned up her trunk at a bunch of bananas, her favorite food. Finally, her plaintive trumpet calls were answered. The avenging lover swept down on the village last Friday like an army tank, flattening huts and scattering people into the forest. As the United News of India reported: The elephant ”returned to Gumla in a rage, demolishing walls and anything ...

So here is a short love story to tell you all is fair in love… I love this particular story – for a good reason. - One way ticket? You are going to move into town? the young man asked. He could not get his eyes off the pretty young woman sitting in front of him in the train. - No, the young woman in question said. She knew the young man had a crush for her. Women just know these things. They had been sitting in the train for hours, face to face. At first they had just nodded to one another, and then the young man had introduced himself politely. She was not the kind who wanted to talk to strangers, but it really wouldn´t matter after a few hours. So she had started talking with him. - Oh you haven´t decided yet when you will return? the youth did not want to leave the matter be. short love story – train for America - I won´t, she said. - Are you going to a factory to work, then? he persisted. - No, she said, – My sister invited me to America and I am leaving tomorrow morning, she continued. - Oh… The young man had not expected this. Of course the times were rough and many people were traveling to seaports to take the ships to a hopefully better future across the ocean. But he just hadn´t thought anyone as young and innocent looking as this girl would do so. - I have heard it is not always very safe to go, he tried. - I shall meet others at the harbor, the girl said with a voice that said the conversation was over, – I shall be perfectly safe! At that the young man fell quiet. The girl closed her eyes and pretended to be napping. He had good time ...

This is a real story of a young college girl who passed away last month in Shah Alam. ……….. Her name was Priya. She was hit by a truck. She was working in a call center. She had a boy friend named Shankar. Both of them were true lovers. They always talked on the phone. You would never find her without handphone. In fact she also changed her cell connection from Maxis to Digi, so that both of them can be on the same network, and save on the cost. She used to spend half of the day talking with shankar. Priya’s family knew about their relationship. . Shankar was very close to Priya’s family as well. (Just imagine their love)   Before she passed away she always told her friends ‘If I pass away please burn me with my handphone’ she also said the same thing to her parents. After her death, people cld’nt carry her body, A lot of them tried to do so,but still can’t. Everybody had tried to carry the body, the results were the same. Eventually, they called a person known to one of their neighbours, who can speak with the soul of dead person and who was a friend of her father. He took a stick and started speaking to himself slowly.. After a few minutes, he said ‘this girl misses something here.’ Then her friends told that person about her intentions to burn her with her phone. He then opened the grave box and place her phone and sim card inside the casket. After that they tried to carry the body. It was then moved easily and they then carried her into the van. All of us were shocked. Priya’s parents did not inform Shankar ...

There was a husband who daily sent his wife A Rose, when he was out of town. . 1 day he died . Still his wife recieved a rose every day…. She was shocked… She asked the Florist… He told her… That her husband had paid advance for her whole life….. “LOVE SOMEONE IN SUCH A WAY THAT IT REMAINS FOREVER….”

I will tell you how FACEBOOK RELATION CAN BE LIFETIME RELATION.     She is from Himachal Pradesh and I am from New Delhi [long distance relationship] Well after searching a lot and running here and there finally I got my SOUL MATE. It started on 18 of February 2011. WOW! such an unforgettable day for me. We met on a status of Facebook, can you believe it? Yeah! we met there and as usual after some Hi! Hello! , I just started flirt with her as I was one of the biggest flirter, specially on Facebook I use to do flirt with every girl (laugh). So, I just started asking her silly questions like ; Are you in relationship ? , Would you like to be in relationship ? , What requirements or qualities you want in your beloved one ? , Am I that type ? etc. etc. well morning converted into night and I was continuously asking her to be in relation with me… Then at midnight of 18 Feb. I forced our mutual friend to tell her that I am a good person , nice person blah blah…. and she did (Thankful to her). After a very hard work of all day all night long SHE AGREED but she gave me a long list of Terms & Conditions like - never ask my cell number, I will always choose family first etc. etc. etc. I agreed to all conditions, we only use to chat or text on Facebook. Hey! you know what, I saw her first time after second day of our relation (freaky). And let me tell you one more thing at that time I was not serious in that relation yes I just did it for fun as i had 36 girlfriends before {HEART ROBBER} . One day I asked her for her latest pic but she was unable to upload it on Facebook (network ...

Hope you will get it…. Husband comes home drunk and breaks some crockery, vomits and falls down on the floor… Wife pulls him up and cleans everything. Next day wen he gets up he expects her to be really angry wid him…. He prays that they should not have a fight.. He finds a note near the table… “Honey.. your favourite breakfast is ready on the table, i had to leave early to buy grocery… i’ll come running back to you, my love. I love you. …” He gets surprised and asks his son.., ‘wat happend last night..?’ Son told…,” when mom pulled you to bed and tried removing your boots and shirt.. you were dead drunk and you said……” ” Hey Lady ! Leave Me Alone… I M Married !!!” Moral of the story is That… Trust your love truly that he feels guilty to cheat you…

This was the Day. Tony had been waiting for this day for his entire life. He had his share of sorrow all through his life but now the moment waited him which would change his life forever. He was 22 and had seen so much in these years. He never knew what a mother’s warmth was. She died giving birth to him. Soon after her death his Dad started seeing other women. Tony hailed from a very rich and prestigious family with generations having served the poor through the medical fraternity. Everyone was a doctor or a PHD but not his dad. His dad didn’t take up the medical profession, in fact never tried to earn a penny. Tony had a lonely childhood until Jane entered his life. He could still remember the day when Jane moved to his borhood. He had found a true fried in her. Jane’s company covered all his sorrows, he stated smiling, laughing and more importantly enjoying his life. And now he was going to ask her to marry him. This was his last day of college and he had been preparing for this moment for a while now. He had visualized the scene a hundred times in his dreams.” Will you marry me Miss Jane?” He had memorized this simple plain line. As he was waiting for Jane in his garden he heard Uncle Jack calling him. Uncle Jack was the one who looked after him for all these years. Mr. Jack was a Psychologist. He was very dear to Tony. “Can I speak to you for some time, Tony?” “Now? Actually Uncle …” Before Tony could complete his statement uncle jack said “Tony this is really very important. I always wanted to speak to you about ...

Once there was a girl… who used to live in her imagination ,,, who beleived in fairytales ,,, who believed in love stories but sad to say never had any love in her own life… but one day she met… a boy…. he was perfect loving ,,,caring,,,he was everything she chould ever want in a guy… he was different …. from all the rest… she couldn’t beleive she could ever find him in her life … he called her everyday and everyday she would come running leaving everything… they would talk about each other spend beautiful time together… they found they found that they shared passion of music ,,,the guy thought him something new which the girl used to love… “can this be our song ???” the guy asked as he played one of their favourite music… “our song.” she agreed…. coz always agreed whatever he said … after they said bye the girl listened to the again and again …where ever she went she always remembered the boy and whenever she remembered her a special glow and smile used to come on her face…she remembered her first kiss was one to never forget… they again met… “I’m falling for u more and more each day” the boy told her. the girl felt happier then ever to hear that as she smiled then boy,,,”I….” and girl,,,,”yes….?” then boy”,,,I LOVE YOU…” then she was speechless… girl”……” and boy”,,,yes??” and girl “nothing just thinking” boy “what?? say now” girl “nothing really nothing at all” they were happy as the time passed.. the boy would always talk about the future and how he was hoping the girl was in it. guy said ...

Boy: Oh my God, are u okay?? Girl: ……………… Boy: Sweetie!! Talk to me!! Girl: I………. Boy: You what?? YOU WHAT??? Girl: I have cancer and I’m on life support. Boy: …………………>breaks into tears<…………………. Girl: They’re taking me off tonight. Boy: Why?? Girl: I wanted to tell you, but I couldn’t . Boy: Why didn’t you tell me???? Girl: I didn’t want to hurt you. Boy: You could never hurt me. Girl: I just wanted to see if you felt about me the same as I felt about you. Boy: …? Girl: I love you more than anything. I would give you the world in a heartbeat. I would die for you and take a bullet for you. Boy: (crying) Girl: Don’t be sad. I love you and I’ll always be here with you Boy: Then why did you break up with me? Nurse: Young man, visiting hours are over.   (The boy leaves and later that night the girl is taken off of life support and dies, but what the boy didn’t know is that the girl only asked him those questions so she could hear him say it one last time. She only broke up with him because she knew she only had 3 more weeks left to live and thought that it would cause him less pain and give him time to get over her before she died.)   NEXT DAY The boy is found dead with a gun in one hand and a note in the other. THE NOTE SAID: “I told her that I would take a bullet for her, just like she said she would die for me.”

A Sad Love Story telling us not to be afraid of expressing our Feelings. I have a boyfriend who grew up with me. His name is Jin. I always thought of him as a frienduntil last year, when we went to a trip from a club. I found that I fell in love with him. Before that trip was over, I took a step and confessed my love for him. And soon, we became a pair oflovers, but we loved each other in different ways. I always concentrated on him only, but by his side, there were so many other girls. To me, he was the only one, but to him, maybe I was just another girl… “Jin, do you want to go watch a movie?” I asked. “I can’t” “Why? You need to study at home?” I felt disappointment grabbing me. “No… I am going to meet a friend…” He was always like that. He met girls in front of me, like it was nothing. To him, I was just a girlfriend. The word ‘love’ only came out from my mouth. Since I knew him, I had never heard him say ‘I love you’ before. To us, there weren’t any anniversaries at all. He didn’t say anything from the first day and it continued till 100 days…200days… Everyday, before we say goodbye, he would just hand me a doll, everyday, without fail. I don’t know why… Then one day… Me: Um, Jin, I … Jin: What…don’t drag, just say.. Me: I love you. Jin: ……you….um, just take this doll and go home. That was how he ignored my ‘three words’ and handed me the doll. Then he disappeared, like he was running away. The dolls I received from him everyday, filled my room, one by one. There were many…Then one day came, my 15th year old birthday. ...

My wife called, ‘How long will you be with that newspaper? Will you come here and make your darling daughter eat her food? I tossed the paper away and rushed to the scene. My only daughter, Sindu, looked frightened; tears were welling up in her eyes. In front of her was a bowl filled to its brim with curd rice. Sindu is a nice child, quite intelligent for her age. I cleared my throat and picked up the bowl. ‘Sindu, darling, why don’t you take a few mouthful of this curd rice? Just for Dad’s sake, dear’.   Sindu softened a bit and wiped her tears with the back of her hands. ‘Ok, Dad. I will eat – not just a few mouthfuls, but the whole lot of this. But, you should…’ Sindu hesitated. ‘Dad, if I eat this entire curd Rice, will you give me whatever I ask for?’   ‘Promise’. I covered the pink soft hand extended by my daughter with mine, and clinched the deal. Now I became a bit anxious. ‘Sindu, dear, you shouldn’t insist on getting a computer or any such expensive items. Dad does not have that kind of money right now. Ok?’ ‘No, Dad. I do not want anything expensive’. Slowly and painfully, she finished eating the whole quantity. I was silently angry with my wife and my mother for forcing my child to eat something that she detested. After the ordeal was through, Sindu came to me with her eyes wide with expectation. All our attention was on her. ‘Dad, I want to have my head shaved off, this Sunday!’ was her demand. ‘Atrocious!’ shouted my wife, ‘A ...

Once upon a time ………   A very poor man lived with his wife. One day, his wife, who had very long hair asked him to buy her a comb for her hair to grow well and to be well-groomed. The man felt very sorry and said no.   He explained that he did not even have enough money to fix the strap of his watch he had just broken. She did not insist on her request. The man went to work and passed by a watch shop, sold his damaged watch at a low price and went to buy a comb for his wife.   He came home in the evening with the comb in his hand ready to give to his wife. He was surprised when he saw his wife with a very short hair cut.   She had sold her hair and was holding a new watch band. Tears flowed simultaneously from their eyes, not for the futility of their actions, but for the reciprocity of their love.   To love …it may be nothing!!!, to be loved is something but to love and to be loved by the one you love, that is EVERYTHING. Never take love for granted.

Peter and Tina are sitting in the park doing nothing, but just gazing into the sky, while all their friends are having fun with their beloved half.   Tina: I’m so bored. Just wish I had a boyfriend now to spend time with.   Peter: I guess we’re the only leftovers. We’re the only person who isn’t with a date now. (Both sigh n silence for a while)   Tina: I think I have a good idea. Lets play a game Peter: Eh? What game?   Tina: Eem It’s quite simple. You are my boyfriend for 100 days and I’ll be your girlfriend for 100 days. What do you think?   Peter: Okay Anyway I don’t have any plan for the next few months.   Tina: You sound like you aren’t looking g forward to it at all. Cheer up. Today will be our first day and our first date. Where should we go?   Peter: What about a movie? I heard that there is a really great movie in theatre now.   Tina: Seems like I don’t have any better idea than this. Lets move. (Went to watch their movies and sent each other home)   Day 2: Peter and Tina went to a concert together, and Peter bought Tina a key chain with a star.   Day 3: They went shopping together for a friend’s birthday present. Share an ice cream together and hugged each other for the first time.   Day 7: Peter drove Tina up onto a mountain and they watch the sunset together. When the night came and the moon glowed, they said sat on the grass gazing at the stars together. A meteor passed by. Tina mumbled something.   Day 25: Spend time at a theme park and got onto roller ...

My husband is S/W Engineer by profession, I love him for his steady nature and I love the warm feeling when I lean against his broad shoulders.   Two years of courtship and now, five years into marriage, I would have to admit, that I am getting tired of it. The reasons of me loving him before, has now transformed into the cause of all my restlessness.   I am a sentimental woman and extremely sensitive when it comes to a relationship and my feelings. I yearn for the romantic moments, like a little girl yearning for candy. My husband is my complete opposite; his lack of sensitivity, and the inability of bringing romantic moments into our marriage has disheartened me about LOVE.   One day, I finally decided to tell him my decision, that I wanted a divorce.   “Why? ” he asked, shocked.   “I am tired. There are no reasons for everything in the world !” I answered.   He kept silent the whole night, seemingly in deep thought. My feeling of disappointment only increased. Here was a man who was not able to even express his predicament, so what else could I expect from him?   And finally he asked me: “What can I do to change your mind?”   Somebody said it right… It’s hard to change a person’s personality, and I guess, I have started losing faith in him.   Looking deep into his eyes I slowly answered: “Here is the question. If you can answer and convince my heart, I will change my mind.   Let’s say, I want a flower located on the face of a mountain cliff, and we both are ...

He met her on a party. She was so outstanding, many guys chasing after her while he was so normal, nobody paid attention to him. At the end of the party, he invited her to have coffee with him, she was surprised, but due to being polite, she promised. They sat in a nice coffee shop, he was too nervous to say anything, she felt uncomfortable, she thought, please, let me go home.. suddenly he asked the waiter: “would you please give me some salt? I’d like to put it in my coffee.” Everybody stared at him, so strange! His face turned red, but, still, he put the salt in his coffee and drank it. She asked him curiously: why you have this hobby? He replied: “when I was a little boy, I was living near the sea, I liked playing in the sea, I could feel the taste of the sea , just like the taste of the salty coffee. Now every time I have the salty coffee, I always think of my childhood, think of my hometown, I miss my hometown so much, I miss my parents who are still living there”. While saying that tears filled his eyes. She was deeply touched. That’s his true feeling, from the bottom of his heart. A man who can tell out his homesickness, he must be a man who loves home, cares about home, has responsibility of home.. Then she also started to speak, spoke about her faraway hometown, her childhood, her family. That was a really nice talk, also a beautiful beginning of their story. They continued to date. She found that actually he was a man who meets all her demands; he had tolerance, was kind hearted, warm, careful. He was such a good person but she almost ...

One day a teacher asked her students to list the names of the other students in the room on two sheets of paper, leaving a space between each name.   Then she told them to think of the nicest thing they could say about each of their classmates and write it down.   It took the remainder of the class period to finish their assignment, and as the students left the room, each one handed in the papers.   That Saturday, the teacher wrote down the name of each student on a separate sheet of paper, and listed what everyone else had said about that individual.   On Monday she gave each student his or her list. Before long, the entire class was smiling. ‘Really?’ she heard whispered. ‘I never knew that I meant anything to anyone!’ and, ‘I didn’t know others liked me so much,’ were most of the comments.   No one ever mentioned those papers in class again. She never knew if they discussed them after class or with their parents, but it didn’t matter. The exercise had accomplished its purpose. The students were happy with themselves and one another. That group of students moved on.   Several years later, one of the students was killed in Vietnam and his teacher attended the funeral of that special student. She had never seen a serviceman in a military coffin before. He looked so handsome, so mature.   The church was packed with his friends. One by one those who loved him took a last walk by the coffin. The teacher was the last one to bless the coffin.   As she stood there, one of the soldiers who acted as pallbearer ...

There was a Boy ‘n a Girl, They were best friends for years ‘n years, They could Talk for hours on the Phone ‘n text each other for days, When They were Together; Not a single Sad Thought could cross their Minds,  everything was Great, But One Day;   The Boy did not Answer any Call or Reply to any Text for a Day, The Girl was worried that something was Wrong.. at night She couldn’t Sleep.., She was sitting in her Room Crying, ‘n It was then that She Realized how much He Means to Her..   The next Morning; She woke Up from a Phone call.., It was the Boy..   Boy : Hey.., Girl : Im so glad that you Called Me, What happened to you yesterday ?? Boy : I was Busy [ The GIRL Understood that; Something was Wrong but could not Ask]   [silence]   Boy : You know..; We should Stop talking..! Girl: What??.., But Why ?? Boy: I am Sorry, Bye..!   [He Disconnected the call, 'n She Felt as If Somebody had Slammed the door on Her face   Everything else Flashed in Her Mind, Tears.. Cars running by Her.. Roof of some building..'n Sunset.. She couldn't understand anything.. She started Feeling Lonely, Dejected, 'n broken..   That was the answer to everything! His words were pouncing on her.. Her heart wanted to jump out!   He was the One..! "Why..??" She Screamed at the Top of her Voice; Then She made up Her Mind to make a last Try to get Him Back..!   [She called Him Up] Girl: hi… Boy: Why are you calling Me? Girl: I need to tell you Something.. Boy: Go Ahead. Girl: I Just Wanted You to know one thing before we stopped ...

A Conversation with a teen boy and girl. They’ve started talking again, they’ve broke up for 3 months.* *Girl goes online on facebook chat*   Boy- Hey , I’ve been thinking about you alot. I really missed you. You were all I Thought About, I was going crazy. I Miss you no one can replace, your spot. Babe, please. I Need you and only You Girl- * Doesn’t type anything. Re-reads the message over and over again. She feels her heart melting < 3″ Boy- Babe. . . . < / 3 *Sends her this song, ” Big Sean , Love Story”*   Girl- *Clicks on the Link and goes offline. Looks up the lyrics and practices them, Stays up all day trying to Learn the lyrics.*   Boy- *thinks in his head.”I Love You so much”. Goes to her Facebook page and stares at her profile picture, Crying. Memories Flash Back.*   Girl- *Practices the song, singing the girl part only.*   *The Next Day*   *Knock Knock*   *Boy looks through his window, Trying to hide his tears from her.   Girl- May I Come In?   Boy- Yes . . .   Girl *Walks slowly to his laptop, notices tears on the side of his Keyboard, and looks at his tabs. The Boy Had Her Facebook page opened and just that.*   Girl* Looks over to the side notices the boy on the couch Sobbing. She Goes on youtube and puts on the song, She Walks close to him, and she sings it to him* Boy * Stops and stares at her, a big smile comes to his face.* Boy- You sing so beautiful, I dont think no else’s voice could ever compare to yours. You sing really beautiful. I really ...

Characters in story: Husband: John Wife: Sandra Girlfriend: Dew John is telling his story: When I got home that night as my wife served dinner, I held her hand and said, I’ve got something to tell you. She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed the hurt in her eyes. Suddenly I didn’t know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I was thinking. I want a divorce. I raised the topic calmly. She didn’t seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, why? I avoided her question. This made her angry. She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, you are not a man! That night, we didn’t talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer; I had lost my heart to a lovely girl called Dew. I didn’t love my wife anymore. I just pitied her! With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she could own our house, our car, and 30% stake of my company. She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. The woman who had spent ten years of her life with me had become a stranger. I felt sorry for her wasted time, resources and energy but I could not take back what I had said for I loved Dew so dearly. Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see. To me her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer now. The next day, I came back home very late and found her writing something at the table. I did’nt ...

Der was a gal n a boy…deir frnshp was accidental…d boy was soo gud,n d gal felt 4 him…she proposed him n he accepted 2..dey were vry happy wn dey were 2gthr…dey dint evn thnk of deir frns n left evry1…Her fathr came 2 knw diz,n he askd her…she told dt “Itz My LIFE dad…” dey used 2 b vry close…gal loves him az her evrythng,n he cares her az no one else…. bt sdnly,guy strtd 2 avoid d gal…she cried alot…she spoke 2 him wid alot of pain vch irritatd him evn more…he cmpltly avoided dt gal…n She bcame alone… D boy may 4get evrythng bt nt her father…she askd hiz daughter agn n agn dt wt abt “HER LIFE”???wt d gal can do…???evry1 of her frns knw diz,n dey were laughin at her,n her father iz askin abt him… The gal was cmpltly got up in frustration…n commited “SUICIDE”….wid a scicide note az..”Plz 4give me Pappa,I can neither answer u nor questin any othr…I’m afraid 2 live in diz society…’m soo sorry”… so dear frz,nvr make evry1 2 knw abt ur relations until u r vry particular about it…No One Knw wt ‘ll Happen in d vry nxt MINUTE….