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!Tuesday, May 08, 2007

i heard this very sweet story on the radio the other day and it has been on my mind ever since.

a couple was about to get married, standing on the aisle, both young and good-looking, awaiting to say their marriage vows.

the priest, surprisingly, instead, took out a 100 dollar bill. and he asked " would anyone in the audience like to have this bill as his own?"

nobody dared to raise his hands.

and so he said " don't be shy. please be truthful"

and a few dozens hands went up.

then the priest crushed the bil with his hands and asked again " would anyone still like to have the bill?"

this time, only abt a dozen hands went up.

then, shockingly, the priest left the bill on the ground and started stamping his feet on it. and asked again " would anyone still like to have the bill?"

this time only a few hands went up.

the priest pointed out one guy whose hand went up on all three occassions.

he solemnly said " this man is praise-worthy as he knows that the value of the bill would never change, no matter how crushed or dirtied it might be. a 100 dollar bill would be a 100 dollar bill" and then he turned to the grooom " similarly, your wife would always be your wife. the lady whom you've chosen and promised to love, no matter how old she might become years down the road. she'd always be the one you made your promises to"


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and i thought, how sweet. it's true how often we'd forget the value of things(or people) once we have them. and not treasure them enough. sometimes, we take too much for granted. It's one of those little notes in life that we know, but tend to forget.
little but important note.


i want you in my arms ;
- 11:22 PM

swirl alittle

-*pam
.pretty eighteen.
.30th september.
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nyjc.05A2.og10.choir.touch.drum
cchms.empathian.choir
mbs.sixjay.dance.drama



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bears
music. i karn live without.
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travel
white.orange.royalpurple
memoirs of the geisha
my pretty piano
desserts


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