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शनिवार, 26 नवंबर 2011

why we forward mails - beautiful



This is a BEAUTIFUL mail - which I recieved / and sent to most of my friends --- long back...........
just copy pasting it here.............. cheers
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This explains why you forward some jokes
A man and his dog were walking along a road. The man was enjoying the scenery, when it suddenly occurred to him that he was dead.
 
He remembered dying, and that the dog walking beside him had been dead for years. He  wondered where the road was leading them.

 
After a while, they  came to a high, white stone wall along one side of the road. It looked like  fine marble. At the top of a long hill, it was broken by a tall arch that  glowed in the sunlight.


When he was standing before it he saw a  magnificent gate in the arch that looked like mother-of-pearl, and the  street that led to the gate looked like pure gold. He and the dog walked  toward the gate, and as he got closer, he saw a man at a desk to one side.


When he was close enough, he called out, 'Excuse me, where are we?'
 

'This is Heaven, sir,' the man answered. 
'Wow! Would you happen to have some water?'  the man asked.
'Of course, sir. Come right in, and I'll have some ice water brought right up.' The man gestured, and the gate began to open. 
'Can my friend,' gesturing toward his dog, 'come in, too?' the traveler asked.
'I'm sorry, sir, but we don't accept  pets.'
 
The man thought a moment and then turned back toward the road and continued the way he had been going with his dog. After another long walk, and at the top of another long hill, he came to a dirt road leading through a farm gate that looked as if it had never been closed. There was no fence. As he approached the gate, he saw a man inside, leaning against a tree and reading a book....


'Excuse me!' he called to the man. 'Do you have any water?'
 
'Yeah, sure, there's a pump over there, come on in.'
 
'How about my friend here?' the traveler gestured to the dog.
 
'There should be a bowl by the pump.'
 
They went through the gate, and sure enough, there was an old-fashioned hand pump with a bowl beside it. The traveler filled the water bowl and took a long drink himself, then he gave some to the dog. When they were full, he and the dog walked back toward the man who was standing by the tree.

'What do you call this place?' the traveler asked. 
'This is Heaven,' he answered.
 
'Well, that's confusing,' the traveler said. 'The man down the road said that was Heaven, too.'
 
'Oh, you mean the place with the gold street andpearly gates? Nope.. That's hell.'
 
'Doesn't it make you mad for them to use your name like that?'
 
'No, we're just happy that they screen out the folks who would leave their best friends behind.'



Soooo. Now you see, sometimes, when we wonder why friends keep forwarding jokes to us without writing a word. Maybe this will explain it.
 

When you are very busy, but still want to keep in touch, guess what you do? You forward jokes.
When you have nothing to say, but still want to keep contact, you forward jokes. 
When you have something to say, but don't know what, and don't know how ... you forward jokes.
 
forwarded joke lets you know that
 you are still remembered, you are still important, you arestill loved, you arestill cared for. 
So, next time if you get a joke, don't think that you've been sent just another forwarded joke, but that you've been thought of today and your friend on the other end of your computer wanted to send you a smile.

You are welcome at my water bowl anytime !

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