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Romantic Love Stories

1.There was a little boy whose 1st love was a young girl in a picture which he found and picked from the street...
As time went by he got married,
But still kept it.
One day,his wife found it and asked,
"Where did u get this?"
The man said,
"I kept that since I was a child,
But why r U asking?"
The girl replied,
"I lost this picture when I was 7..."

One Nite A Girl And Boy Were Going In The Car
There Was Complete Silence
Both Of Them Stayed Quiet For Long
The Girl Then Gave Him A Chit.Boy B4 Reading It Told The Girl
(Wid Embarassing Expressions)
Dat He Wants 2 Leave Her As He Is Losing His Interest In Her
Then Suddenly An Over Speeded Car Collided
With Their Car
Girl Died N The Boy Survived
When The Boy Opened The Chit
He Droppd A Tear Coz
It Was Written

DIED AND TOOK HER TO HIS ROOM.....................................

Once a lady when having a conversation with her lover,
Lady : Why do you like me..? Why do you love me?
Man : I can t tell the reason.. but I really like
Lady : You can t even tell me the reason... how can
you say you like
me? How can you say you love me?
Man : I really don t know the reason, but I can prove
that I loveU.
Lady : Proof? No! I want you to tell me the reason. My
friend s
boyfriend can tell her why he loves her but not you!
Man : Ok..ok!!! Erm... because you are beautiful,
because your voice is sweet,
because you are caring,
because you are loving,because you are
thoughtful,because of your smile,
because of your every movements.
The lady felt very satisfied with the man s answer.
Unfortunately, a few days later, the Lady met with an
accident and went in comma.
The Guy then placed a letter by her side, and here is
the content:
Darling,Because of your sweet voice that I love you...
Now can you talk? No! Therefore I cannot love you.
Because of your care and concern that I like you..
Now that you cannot show them, therefore I cannot love
Because of your smile, because of your every movements
that I love you..
Now can you smile? Now can you move?
No, therefore I cannot love you...
If love needs a reason, like now,
There is no reason for me to love you anymore.
Does love need a reason? NO!
Therefore, I still love you...
Never take some one for granted,Hold every person
Close to your Heart because you might wake up one day
and realise that you have lost a diamond while you
were too busy collecting stones." Remember this always
in life".

Two butterflies love each day they
where playing hide n seek at nite. girl butterfly
says " A small game between us". she says "who
sits on this flower earlier in the mrg tomorrow,
that one loves the other most". then the boy
butterfly says 'OK'. next mrg she was waiting frm 4'o
clock.the flower opened... she found the boy
butterfly dead inside it, because he stayed there
the previous nite itself.
thats what true love.
LOVE IS LIFE, dont miss it.......

One day a boy asked his girlfriend 2 marry her.
the gal gave him a challenge to live a day with out her,
only them she will marry him. no communication was there
for 24hours.
the boy dont know that the gal has only 24 hours life
left.becoz she was ill. after 24 hrs the boy went to the gals
house holding a ring. he was shocked to know that she was dead.
she left a letter for him saying," U DID IT AND U CAN BE WITH OUT ME.DO IT EVERYDAY MY LOVE... MISS YOU....!"

Girl: I am not pretty.
Boy: No.
Girl:Do u want to live with me.
Girl:Will u cry if i leave u.
The got was hurted & started 2 cry.
The boy pulled her close and said: " ur not pretty
but beautiful, i dont want to live with
u but live for u, if u leave me
i wont cry but i die.......

Once upon a time there was a little boy who was raised in a orphanage. The little boy had always wished that he could fly like a bird. It was very difficult for him to understand why he could not fly. There were birds at the zoo that were much bigger than he, and they could fly. "Why can't I?" he thought. "Is there something wrong with me?" he wondered. There was another little boy who was crippled. He had always wished that he could walk and run like other little boys and girls. "Why can't I be like them?" he thought. One day the little orphan boy who had wanted to fly like a bird ran away from the orphanage. He came upon a park where he saw the little boy who could not walk or run playing in the sandbox. He ran over to the little boy and asked him if he had ever wanted to fly like a bird. "No," said the little boy who could not walk or run. "But I have wondered what it would be like to walk and run like other boys and girls." "That is very sad." said the little boy who wanted to fly. "Do you think we could be friends?" he said to the little boy in the sandbox."Sure." said the little boy. The two little boys played for hours. They made sand castles and made really funny sounds with their mouths. Sounds which made them laugh real hard. Then the little boy's father came with a wheelchair to pick up his son. The little boy who had always wanted to fly ran over to the boy's father and whispered something into his ear. "That would be OK," said the man. The little boy who had always wanted to fly like a bird ran over to his new friend and said, "You are my only friend and I wish that there was something that I could do to make you walk and run like other little boys and girls. But I can't. But there is something that I can do for you." The little orphan boy turned around and told his new friend to slide up onto his back. He then began to run across the grass. Faster and faster he ran, carrying the little crippled boy on his back. Faster and harder he ran across the park. Harder and harder he made his legs travel. Soon the wind just whistled across the two little boys' faces. The little boy's father began to cry as he watched his beautiful little crippled son flapping his arms up and down in the wind, all the while yelling at the top of his voice, "I'M FLYING, DADDY. I'M FLYING!"

This is a true story of a young college girl who passed away last month. Her name was Sara. She was hit by a dumper truck. She had a boy friend named Salman. Both of them were true lovers. They always hung on the phone. You could never see her without her cell phone. In fact she also changed her phone from Ufone to Mobilink, so both of them can be on the same network, and save on the cost. She spent half of the day talking with Salman. Sara's family knew about their relationship. Salman was very close with Sara's family. (just imagine their love). Before she passed away she always told her friends "If I pass away please bury me with my handphone" she also said the same thing to her parents. After her death, people couldn't carry her coffin, I was there. A lot of them tried to do so but still couldn't, everybody including me, had tried to carry the coffin, the result is still the same. Eventually, they called the Maulvi sahib. 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 the Maulvi sahib about her intentions to bury her with her phone. He then opened the coffin and place her phone and SIM card inside the casket. After that they tried to carry the coffin. It could be moved and they carried it into the van easily. All of us were shocked.Sara's parents did not inform Salman that Sara had passed away. After 2 weeks Salman called Sara's mom. Salman :...."I'm coming home today. Cook something nice for me. Dont tell Sara that I'm coming home today, I wanna surprise her." Her mother replied....."You come home first, I wanna tell you something very important." after he came, they told him the truth about Sara. Salman thought that they were playing a fool. He was laughing and said "don't try to fool me - tell Sara to come out, i have a gift for her Please stop this nonsense". Then they showed him her grave. He said... "Its not true. we spoke yesterday. She still calls me. Salman was shaking. Suddenly, his phone rang. "see this is from Sara, see this..." he showed the phone to sara's family. All of them told him to answer. He talked using the loudspeaker mode. All of them heard his conversation. Loud and clear, no cross lines, no humming. It was the actual voice of Sara & there was no way others could use her SIM card since it was nailed inside the coffin. They were so shocked and asked for the Maulvi sahib's help again. The Maulvi sahib brought his aide to solve this matter. He & his aide worked for 5 hours.Then they discovered one thing... Mobilink has the best coverage. Where ever you go, their network follows!!!

I was sitting outside her door. It was late at night and everything was so quiet. I walked slowly to her door, my knuckles were sore from pounding on it the day before when I was trying to shove my way inside the room. I could hear her moving inside and after a while, there was the click of a light being snapped off. And then silence. I huddled on the floor and leaned against the door hoping that she would open the door. She did not. I was in a state of confusion; I did not know what I did wrong to make her upset. It was just my normal behavior. Is it possible that she can’t take it anymore and decided to throw me out? I love her, I really do. I fell asleep in my place. At one o’clock I wake up suddenly on the voice of an engine of a fast car outside in the street. I was still on the floor my head resting on the door. My neck was aching and my knees were stiff because of my awkward position. I stood up with a great effort and considered if I should try knocking on the door again. It was late and in fact I was angry so I made my way to my study, closed the door and lied on the sofa. I stretched out and fell asleep quickly. I woke up the next on morning and there was someone knocking on the door.

?John!? Mary cried out, lifting him up and hugging him tightly. Examining his face carefully, she realised that like those burly men, he was filthy and smelly, but unlike them, he had the kindest and mostbeautiful eyes ever. She had come to love this man for who he was. It was a love that needed no words. Garnering the last ounce of strength in him, he took out the whitehandkerchief he always carried and held it out to her. She received the handkerchief with trembling hands. Inhaling sharply, she let Niagara Falls come. ?Promise me you?ll never leave me no matter what happens? She whispered. With quivering hands, he took out a scrap of paper and pen. ?I?ll always be with you? He assured her. ?I swear?. Smiling, she held out her last finger in which he hooked against his and they hugged. Although belonging to different worlds, one a law graduate from Harvard and the other from the underworld, they never mentioned about their difference in status. Instead, their love only grew stronger after that fateful incident. One day, Mary was on her way to the garden when a gush of fluid was flung at her face. Instantly, she felt a burning sensation in her eyes and the flash of light was soaked up by the spreading dark patches before her eyes. Her ear splitting screaming reverberated to John?s ears as he sallied forward towards the sound, only to see Mary already unconscious on the ground, and he knew it was the work of the two burly men. Mary was rushed to the hospital forthwith but it was too late. She was to lose her sight. Her family was devastated and wailed in pain and anguish. Guilt-ridden to have caused misfortune to befall Mary and her family, John made up his mind. He knew what he had to do. Packing the essentials, he decided to leave and quitted his job as a sweeper in the garden. Looking at the blissful pictures of Mary and himself, he sighed and threw them away. ?Mary! Can you see me?? Aunts jostled towards the weary girl and waved before her. The image she saw was a blur and she felt groggy. However, it was a great blessing that Mary had regained her sight. Looking into the mirror, she was startled to find that her eyes looked somewhat different. They were the same shade of blue, but now they exuberated great warmth and compassion. Unfortunately, Mary soon realised that John had left her and was devastated. She bawled her heart out and pinned for him day and night. Thinking back on the promise he made to her, she hated him all the more. One day, she decided to visit their place of paradise to relieve their happy days together. She walked to the tree where she used to pour out her unhappiness and leaned close to the trunk and touched its rough surface filled with happy faces. She wept uncontrollably as she ran her fingers down the trunk. Unexpectedly, she saw the words ?I?ll be with you? engraved on the foot of the tree trunk. Glimmers of hope began to light the darkness as she looked earnestly around, but what she saw left her dumbfounded. On the bench sat a man with a pair of sunglasses and a walking stick. Under the scorching sun, he was sweating profusely and fished out a white handkerchief from his back pocket to wipe the perspiration. Coincidentally, a photo fell out from the pocket as well. With manifold feelings, Mary picked up the photo and looked at herself in the picture and was shocked.The man groped his back pocket for the photo and became flustered when it was no longer there. Slowly, Mary walked over and placed the photo inthe man?s hands. It was only then that she tasted the warm salty wetness of her own tears and realised how hard she was crying. The man bowed in gratitude and flashed his yellowish teeth which glistened in the morning sun. ?I?ll always be with you? ? Looking at the man who loved her so deeply, she smiled. Touching her eyes which were once his, tears streaked down her cheeks.
His eyes brimming with her tears.