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by enigma » Sat Nov 05, 2005 12:58 am
A true story of courage and humility
Years ago a hardworking man took his family from New York State to Australia to take advantage of a work opportunity there. Part of this man's family was a handsome young son who had aspirations of joining the circus as a trapeze artist or an actor. This young fellow, biding his time until a circus job or even one as a stagehand came along, worked at the local shipyards which bordered on the worse section of town.
Walking home from work one evening this young man was attacked by five thugs who wanted to rob him. Instead of just giving up his money the young fellow resisted. However they bested him easily and proceeded to beat him to a pulp. They mashed his face with their boots, and kicked and beat his body brutally with clubs, leaving him for dead. When the police happened to find him lying in the road they assumed he was dead and called for the Morgue Wagon.
On the way to the morgue a policeman heard him gasp for air, and they immediately took him to the emergency unit at the hospital. When he was placed on a gurney a nurse remarked to her horror, that this young man no longer had a face. Each eye socket was smashed, his skull, legs, and arms fractured, his nose literally hanging from his face, all is teeth were gone, and his jaw was almost completely torn from his skull.
Although his life was spared, he spent over a year in the hospital. When he finally left, his body may have healed but his face was disgusting to look at. He was no longer the handsome youth that everyone admired. When the young man started to look for work again he was turned down by everyone just on account of the way he looked. One potential employer suggested to him that he join the freak show at the circus as The Man Who Had No Face. And he did this for a while. He was still rejected by everyone and no one wanted to be seen in his company. He had thoughts of suicide. This went on for five years.
One day he passed a church and sought some solace there. Entering the church he encountered a priest who had saw him sobbing while kneeling in a pew. The priest took pity on him and took him to the rectory where they talked at length. The priest was impressed with him to such a degree that he said that he would do everything possible for him that could be done to restore his dignity and life, if the young man would promise to be the best Catholic he could be, and trust in God's mercy to free him from his torturous life. The young man went to Mass and communion every day, and after thanking God for saving his life, asked God to only give him peace of mind and the grace to be the best man he could ever be in His eyes.
The priest, through his personal contacts was able to secure the services of the best plastic surgeon in Australia. There would be no cost to the young man, as the doctor was the priest's best friend. The doctor too was so impressed by the young man, whose outlook now on life, even though he had experienced the worst, was filled with good humor and love.
The surgery was a miraculous success. All the best dental work was also done for him. The young man became everything he promised God he would be. He was also blessed with a wonderful, beautiful wife, many children, and success in an industry which would have been the furthest thing from his mind as a career, if not for the goodness of God and the love of the people who cared for him. This he acknowledges publicly.
The young man. Mel Gibson.
His life was the inspiration for his production of the movie "The Man Without A Face." He is to be admired by all of us as a God fearing man, a political conservative, and an example to all as a true man of courage.
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by akhilis2cool » Sat Nov 05, 2005 9:34 am
Good Morning Enigamma!

People are crazy, at times are strange. I am locked-in tight, I am out of range.
I used to care, but things have changed.
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by HH » Sat Nov 05, 2005 11:25 am
enigma wrote:
A true story of courage and humility ...
akhilis2cool wrote:Good Morning ...

Great Morning "enigma" ... GOOD DAY, "Akhil Dewa" ... et al of FH!
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by enigma » Sun Nov 06, 2005 12:02 am
An Interview with God ...
"Come in," God said. "So, you would like to interview Me?" "If you have the time," I said.
God smiled and said: "My time is eternity and is enough to do everything; what questions do you have in mind to ask me?"
"What surprises you most about mankind?"
God answered:
* "That they get bored of being children, are in a rush to grow up, and then long to be children again.
* That they lose their health to make money and then lose their money to restore their health.
* That by thinking anxiously about the future, they forget the present, such that they live neither for the present nor the future.
* That they live as if they will never die, and they die as if they had never lived..."
God's hands took mine and we were silent for while and then I asked...
"As a parent, what are some of life's lessons you want your children to learn?"
God replied with a smile:
* "To learn that they cannot make anyone love them. What they can do is to let themselves be loved.
* To learn that what is most valuable is not what they have in their lives, but who they have in their lives.
* To learn that it is not good to compare themselves to others. All will be judged individually on their own merits, not as a group on a comparison basis!
* To learn that a rich person is not the one who has the most, but is one who needs the least.
* To learn that it only takes a few seconds to open profound wounds in persons we love, and that it takes many years to heal them.
* To learn to forgive by practicing forgiveness.
* To learn that there are persons that love them dearly, but simply do not know how to express or show their feelings.
* To learn that money can buy everything but happiness.
* To learn that two people can look at the same thing and see it totally different.
* To learn that a true friend is someone who knows everything about them...and likes them anyway.
* To learn that it is not always enough that they be forgiven by others, but that they have to forgive themselves."

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by talky » Sun Nov 06, 2005 8:50 am
nice one enigma
Use ur brains in ths DB's else u will bcome like mee
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by talky » Mon Nov 07, 2005 9:22 am
enigma wrote:
Goodnight everyone
yet another cue pic

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by bela » Tue Nov 15, 2005 9:46 pm
As the dream of most parents I had acquired a MBBS degree and passed PLAB to enter UK, the land of braves and opportunity. When I arrived in the UK, it was as if a dream had come true. Here at last I was in the place where I wanted to be. I decided I would be staying in this country for about Five years (maximum Permit Free Period) in which time I would have earned enough money to settle down in India.
My father was a government employee and after his retirement, the only asset he could acquire was a decent one bedroom flat. I wanted to do some thing more than him. I started feeling homesick and lonely as the time passed. I used to call home and speak to my parents every week using cheap international phone cards.
Two years passed, two years of Burgers at McDonald's and chicken legs in KFC and discos and 2 years watching the foreign exchange rate getting happy whenever the Rupee value went down. Finally I decided to get married. Told my parents that I have only 10 days of holidays and everything must be done within these 10 days. I got my ticket booked in the cheapest flight. Was jubilant as I was actually enjoying shopping for gifts for all my relatives and friends back home.
If I miss anyone then there will be talks. After reaching home I spent home one week going through all the photographs of girls and as the time was getting shorter I was forced to select one candidate. In-laws told me, to my surprise, that I would have to get married in 2-3 days, as I will not get anymore holidays soon and they cannot wait for long.
After the marriage, it was time to return to UK, after giving some money to my parents and telling the neighbors to look after them, we (I was lucky and managed to get the visa of my wife early) returned to UK.
My wife enjoyed this country for about two months and then she started feeling lonely. The frequency of calling India increased to twice in a week sometimes 3 times a week as she also has to call her parents. Our savings started diminishing. After two more years we started to have kids.
Two lovely kids, a boy and a girl, were gifted to us by the almighty. Every time I spoke to my parents, they asked me to come to India so that they can see their grand-children. Every year I decide to go to India.
But part work, part monetary conditions prevented it. Years went by and visiting India was a distant dream. Then suddenly one day I got a message that my parents were seriously sick. I tried but I couldn't get any holidays and was stuck up in the procedures and thus could not go to India. The next message I got was my parents were passed away and as there was no one to do the last rites the society members had done whatever they could. I was depressed. My parents passed away without seeing their grand children.
After couple more years passed away, much to my children's dislike (by now nearly cocos) and my wife's joy we returned to India to settle down. I started to look for a suitable property, but to my dismay my savings were short and the property prices had gone up during all these years. I had to return to the UK. My wife refused to come back with me and my children refused to stay in India. My 2 children and I returned to UK after promising my wife I would be back for good after two years.
Time passed by, my daughter decided to get married to a Scottish and my son was happy living in Ireland. I decided that enough is enough and wound-up every thing and returned to India. I had just enough money to buy a decent Two-bed room flat in a well-developed locality. Now I am 60 years old and the only time I go out of the flat is for the routine visit to the nearby place of worship. My faithful wife has also left me and gone to the holy abode.
Sometimes I wondered was it worth all this? My father, even after staying in India, had a house to his name and I too have the same, nothing more.
I lost my parents and children for just ONE EXTRA BEDROOM. Looking out from the window I see a lot of children dancing. This damned cable TV has spoiled our new generation and these children are losing their values and culture because of it. I get occasional cards from my children asking I am alright.
Well at least they remember me. Now perhaps after I die it will be the neighbors again who will be performing my last rites, God Bless them.
But the question still remains 'was all this worth it?'
I am still searching for an answer................
There are no unanswered prayers... At times the answer is NO.
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by HH » Wed Nov 16, 2005 9:46 am
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by akhilis2cool » Wed Nov 16, 2005 10:01 am
Good Morning Ppl.!

People are crazy, at times are strange. I am locked-in tight, I am out of range.
I used to care, but things have changed.
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by bela » Wed Nov 16, 2005 10:11 am
akhilis2cool wrote:Good Morning Ppl.!

Goodmorning akhil

have a nice day buddy; kaam kam karo
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