Nov
07
~~~~Story-3~~~~
11:21 pm
The passengers on the bus watched sympathetically as the attractive young woman with the white cane made her way carefully up the steps. She paid the driver and, using her hands to feel the location of the seats, walked down the aisle and found the seat he’d told her was empty. Then she’s settled in, placed her briefcase on her lap and rested her cane against her leg.
It had been a year since Susan became blind. Due to a medical misdiagnosis she had been rendered sightless, and she was suddenly thrown into a world of darkness, anger, frustration and self-pity. ‘How could this have happened to me?’ she would plead, her heart knotted with anger. But no matter how much she cried or ranted or prayed, she knew the painful truth, her sight was never going to return. A cloud of depression hung over Susan’s once optimistic spirit.
All she had to cling to was her husband Mark.
Mark was an Air Force officer and he loved Susan with all his heart.
When she first lost her sight, he watched her sink into despair and was
determined to help his wife gain the strength she needed to become
independent again.
Finally, Susan felt ready to return to her job, but how would she get there? She used to take the bus, but was now too frightened to get around the city by herself. Mark volunteered to drive her to work each day, even though they worked at opposite ends of the city. At first, this comforted Susan and fulfilled Mark’s need to protect his sightless wife who was so insecure about performing the slightest task. Soon, however Mark realized that this arrangement wasn’t
working - it was hectic, and costly.
Susan is going to have to start taking the bus again, he admitted to himself. But just the thought of mentioning it to her made him cringe.
She was still so fragile, so angry. How would she react? Just as Mark predicted, Susan was horrified at the idea of taking the bus again. “I’m blind!” she responded bitterly. “How am I supposed to know where I’m going?
I feel like you’re abandoning me.”
Mark’s heart broke but he knew what had to be done. He promised Susan
that each day he would ride the bus with her until she got the hang of it.
And that is exactly what happened. For two solid weeks, Mark, military uniform and all, accompanied Susan to and from work each day. He taught her how to rely on her other senses to determine where she was and how to adapt to her new environment. He helped her befriend the bus drivers who could watch out for her, and save her a seat. Each morning they made the journey together, and Mark would take a cab back to his office.
Although this routine was even more costly and exhausting than the previous one, Mark knew it was only a matter of time before Susan would be able to ride the bus on her own. Finally, Susan decided that she was ready to try the trip on her own.
Monday morningarrived, and before she left, she threw her arms around Mark, her temporary bus riding companion, her husband, and her best friend. Her eyes filled with tears of gratitude for his loyalty, his patience, his love.
She said good-bye, and for the first time, they went their separate ways.
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday…. Each day on her own went
perfectly, and Susan had never felt better.
On Friday morning, Susan took the bus to work as usual. As she was paying for her fare to exit the bus, the driver said, “Boy, I sure envy you.”
Susan wasn’t sure if the driver was speaking to her or not. After all, who on earth would ever envy a blind woman who had struggled just to find the courage to live for the past year? “Why do you envy me?”
The driver responded, “It must feel so good to be taken care of and protected like you are.”
Susan had no idea what the driver was talking about, “What do you mean?” The driver said, “You know, every morning for the past week, a fine looking gentleman in a military uniform has been standing across the corner watching you when you get off the bus. He makes sure you cross the street safely and he watches you until you enter your office building. Then he blows you a kiss, gives you a little salute and walks away. You are one lucky lady.”
Tears of happiness poured down Susan’s cheeks. For although she couldn’t
see him, she had always felt Mark’s presence. She was blessed, so blessed, for he had given her a gift more powerful than sight, a gift she didn’t need to see to believe - the gift of love that can bring light where there had been darkness.
“You don’t love a woman because she is beautiful, but she is beautiful because you love her…”
So if you love someone be faithful to that person.
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Nov
07
~~~~Story-2~~~~~
11:17 pm
Nurse: “It was a busy morning, approximately 8:30 am, when an elderly
gentleman, in his 80’s, presented to have sutures (stitches) removed
from his thumb.
He stated that he was in a hurry as he had an
appointment at 9:00 am. I (nurse) took his vital signs and had him take a seat,
knowing it would be over an hour before someone would to able to see
him.
I saw him looking at his watch and decided, since I was not busy with another patient, I would evaluate his wound. On exam it was well healed, so I talked to one of the doctors, got the needed supplies to remove his sutures and redress his wound.
While taking care of his wound, we began to engage in
conversation. Asked him if he had a doctor’s appointment this
morning somewhere else, as he was in such a hurry. The gentleman told me no, that he needed to go to the nursing home to eat breakfast with his wife.
I then inquired as to her health. He told me that she had been there for
a while and that she was a victim of Alzheimer Disease.
As we talked, and I finished dressing his wound, I asked if she would be
worried if he was a bit late. He replied that she no longer knew who he
was, that she had not recognized him in five years now.
I was surprised, and asked him. “And you are still going every morning,
even though she doesn’t know who you are?” He smiled as he patted my
hand and said. “She doesn’t know me, but I still know who she is.”
I had to hold back tears as he left, I had goose bumps on my arm, and
thought, “That is the kind of love I want in my life.”
True love is neither physical, nor romantic. True love is an acceptance of all that is, has been, will be, and will not be.
Good friends are like stars…You don’t always see them, but you always know they’re there…..
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Nov
07
~~~~~Story-1~~~~~
11:13 pm
These are some very good stuff i have got from very dear firend’s blog named Kaushal.Let’s continue…
A girl and a boy were on a motorcycle, speeding
through the night. They
loved each other a lot…..
Girl:”slow down a little.. I’m scared..”
Boy: “No, it’s so fun..”
Girl: “please..it’s so scary..”
Boy: “Then say that you love me..”
Girl: “Fine..I love you..can you slow down now?”
Boy: “Give me a big hug..”
The girl gave him a big hug.
Girl: “Now can you slow down?”
Boy: “Can you take off my helmet and put it on? It’s
uncomfortable and
it’s bothering me while i ride.”
The next day, there was a story in the newspaper. A motorcycle had crashed into a building because its brakes were broken. There were two people on the motorcycle, of which one died, and the other had survived…
The guy knew that the brakes were broken.
He didn’t want to let the girl know, because he knew that the girl would
have gotten scared. Instead, he was told the last time that she
loved him,got a hug from her, put his helmet on her so that she can live,
and die himself…
Once in a while, Right in the middle of an ordinary life, Love gives us
a fairy tale…
“Life consists not in holding good cards but in playing those you hold well”
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Nov
06
About college
10:30 pm
V.E.S.I.T (Vivekanand Education Soc. Institute of Technology)
An extremely dynamic place… where lots of things are created…right from friendships, to robots… where lots of things are always happening… right from constructive technical and cultural activities to hoax bomb scares (gathering everyone on ground which is too small for whole college mob.)… and where lots of things are also destroyed… right from basic concepts to window panes 
during Intra college events.
Here is another dimension to the dynamicity of the institution… this is the place to discuss the various issues we (the students, alumni and all well wishers of V.E.S.I.T) have been discussing and which we haven’t been discussing. This is the place to know ur friends better than u otherwise could.
Ours is a comparatively small college, and I think such a forum can go a long way, helping us to achieve our goal of knowing each other, helping each other, and working for the benefit of our student fraternity.
The main aim is to live student life to the fullest and Enjoyable!!!
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