Creativity starts from Belief

When we were still Kids, when everything was possible.

With a simple blanket over our back, we became superman /girl...

By riding on a broom we simply became a witch. Boxes became our spaceships and the laundry baskets our pirate ships.

We climbed up trees not knowing that we might fall

WE SIMPLY MADE IT HAPPEN

We just had an idea and we made it happen ....because WE BELIEVED.

We were then CREATIVE and had a strong BELIEF.
As we grew older things began to be a little different...

Failing an exam made us think: "I can never make it"

When we got an amazing marriage proposal we think "maybe it's not the right time for it"

When we want to start a business, we think "maybe it's not easy"

When we already have a business, we let ourselves listen to those who tell us "don't take the risk"
Then when we have a brilliant idea that can provide a better life for many, and great pride for our country to help create a better world. And we said "I am not sure"
What happened to us????!!!!!

What happened to our creativity as kids????!!!!


WE ARE STILL CREATIVE BUT WITH DOUBTS!!!!

What if years later we heard that someone had the same idea that we once had???!!!

What made him so different from us???!!!!
HIS ACTIONS
He put his ideas into creativity...

He is the hero of the year because his actions won him /her this recognition
Then we will start to think how we wished that we had taken ACTIONS years ago,
If that idea had come by when we were kids...

.could we have taken actions back then when we had that strong BELIEF???!!!
It is never late and never impossible ....we just have to have an IDEA and make it happen

We still can if we BELIEVE because CREATIVITY starts from BELIEVING

THE BEAUTIFUL HEART

This topic is dedicated to a very special new friend who is wishing to have more than one heart ( five or six ) . i admired his idea and respected it a lot . i hope he will see my point of veiw about this issue ....

The beautiful heart

One day a young man was standing in the middle of the town proclaiming that he had the most beautiful heart in the whole valley.

A large crowd gathered and they all admired his heart for it was perfect. There was not a mark or a flaw in it. Yes, they all agreed it truly was the most beautiful heart they had ever seen. The young man was very proud and boasted more loudly about his beautiful heart.

Suddenly, an old man appeared at the front of the crowd and said, "Why your heart is not nearly as beautiful as mine." The crowd and the young man looked at the old man's heart. It was beating strongly, but full of scars, it had places where pieces had been removed and other pieces put in, but they didn't fit quite right and there were several jagged edges. In fact, in some places there were deep gouges where whole pieces missing.

The people stared. How can he say his heart is more beautiful?? they thought. The young man looked at the old man's heart and saw its state and laughed. "You must be joking," he said. "Compare your heart with mine, mine is perfect and yours is a mess of scars and tears."

"Yes," said the old man, "Yours is perfect looking but I would never trade with you. You see, every scar represents a person to whom I have given my love - I tear out a piece of my heart and give it to them, and often they give me a piece of their heart which fits into the empty place in my heart, but because the pieces aren't exact, I have some rough edges, which I cherish, because they remind me of the love we shared. Sometimes I have given pieces of my heart away, and the other person hasn't returned a piece of his heart to me. These are the empty gouges - giving love is taking a chance. Although these gouges are painful, they stay open, reminding me of the love I have for these people too, and I hope someday they may return and fill the space I have waiting. So now do you see what true beauty is?"

The young man stood silently with tears running down his cheeks. He walked up to the old man, reached into his perfect young and beautiful heart, and ripped a piece out. He offered it to the old man with trembling hands.

The old man took his offering, placed it in his heart and then took a piece from his old scarred heart and placed it in the wound in the young man's heart. It fit, but not perfectly, as there were some jagged edges.

The young man looked at his heart, not perfect anymore but more beautiful than ever, since love from the old man's heart flowed into his



The more hurt and pain you have gone through in life, the stronger and more

beautiful your heart will be.....

محاكمة وطن

في ليلة الهجرة وقف عليه الصلاة والسلام عند مشارف مكة حانت منه التفاتة صادقه تذكر فيها تلك اللحظات الجميله وذكريات الطفولة والأهل والأصدقاء في ذلك البلد الذي كان موضع رأسه الكريم وقال كلمته الصادقه " والله انك لأحب البلاد لقلبي ولولا أن أهلك أخرجوني ما خرجت "

هكذا يكون حب الوطن !!!!!

اراد رسولنا الكريم ان يعلمنا درسا وهو ان الوطن غالي ولكنه لا يكتمل الا باكتمال اخلاق أهله .

لقد اسس الرسول صلى الله عليه وسلم وطنا جديدا له وللمهاجرين في المدينه المنورة ولكن قلبه الطاهروقلوبهم النقية بقيت متعلقه بذلك المكان الذي سكن قلوبهم طيلة حياتهم " مكة " .

لقد ترك رسولنا الحبيب وطنا اهله تعميهم الجاهليه قابلوا رسالته بالعداوة والبغضاء والأذى الجسمي والنفسي له ولأصحابه ... ولكنه عاد اليه في يوم عظيم موعود " يوم فتح مكة " متناسيا الألم الذي تكبده في هذا البلد ... عاد ليقتل الجاهليه ويقضي على تلك العداوة والبغضاء وينشر نور الحق والايمان الذي انار العالم كله من بعده .

" مكة المكرمة " بقيت في قلبه الكريم " مكة " ذلك المكان الطاهر الذي تهوي اليه الأفئدة .

ولكن ما الذي تغير في " مكة المكرمة " بعد الفتح العظيم ؟؟؟؟

لقد تغيرت قلوب الناس التي سكنتها .... وتلاشى عهد الجاهليه بدون رجعة .

هذا هو الدرس الذي اراد رسولنا الكريم ان يغرسه فينا ... حب المكان الذي ننتمي اليه

ولا ياتي ذلك الحب الا بالعمل والتضحيه من أجله والأعتراف بأفضاله علينا .

واليوم الوطني هو يوم لا ينبغي ان نسأل " ماذا قدم لنا الوطن ؟ " ولكنه يوم لنسأل فيه انفسنا " ماذا قدمنا نحن لهذا الوطن ؟ "

انه يوم لنحاسب فيه انفسنا وليس لنحاسب وطننا ...انها محاكمة لنا وليس لوطننا

يوم نسأل فيه انفسنا هل أحسنا الى بعضنا البعض ؟

هل تصدقتنا على فقرائنا ؟ هل نصرنا ضعيفنا ؟

هل احسنا تربية انفسنا وتربية ابنائنا ؟ هل حللنا لقمة عيشنا ؟

هل اضفنا لبنة بناء واحده في جدار هذا الوطن لنحميه من غدر الأعداء ؟

هل حملنا سلاح الدفاع عنه ضد الباطل الذي يقال في حقه ؟

هل شكرنا وحمدنا الله على نعمة الأمن والأمان فيه ؟

هل حافظنا على ممتلكاته ؟ هل حملنا الأمانة كما ينبغي ؟

هل وضعنا شهاداتنا وسنين تعليمنا وتربيتنا في مكانها الصحيح ؟

هل كنا خير سفراء لبلدنا في الخارج ؟

اسئلة كثيرة علينا طرحها والاجابة عليها بكل صدق وأمانه في يوم " المحاكمة الكبرى "... في يومنا الوطني .

وطني الحبيب ... المملكة العربيه السعوديه ...

يا من تحتضن بكرمك ورعايتك ضيوف الرحمن سنويا دون كلل او ملل ...

يا من تحمل مشاكل وهموم ابناؤك وتسهر على مصالحهم ...

يا من تحملت على عاتقك هموم ومشاكل العالم العربي والاسلامي ...

في يومك هذا نعتذر منك على كل التقصير الذي قدمناه في حقك ... فسامحنا

وكل يوم - تشرق فيه الشمس - وانت بخير يا وطني الحبيب

لقد كان لنا في رسول الله اسوة حسنة ... فالنتبعها !!!!

وضعت الأقلام وجفت الصحف ,,,,,



السلام عليكم جميعا رواد مدونتي

 

القيادة والادارة

Leadership and managment 

سبق وان نزل هذا الموضوع لي في منتدى اوز العرب

http://vb.ozarab.com/showthread.php?t=2362

Books :: our best friends

The famous Walt Disney once said:" that there is more treasure in books

than the entire pirate's loot on treasure island"

What a great quote that is ::: because its 100 % true

As young kids our parents always told us that the book is the best friend

Many times we asked them : " WHY ?"

Because it teaches you good things and it is very useful" they replied"

But is this the real reason why books are our best friends???

Today i discovered an amazing fact as I was cleaning the library

In our house where every book and novel I ever read stands

Every book I put down to wipe the dust from it

opened its pages as if it was trying to hug me

( I know its silly but this made me smile just thinking like that )

By curiousity I started taking the books and turning the pages one by one

And began reading ::: I do not how much time it took me

But I was amazed how the day passed without me noticing

This is what I love about books , they have magic in them to make time

Stand still or they can retreat us to the past or make us fly to the future

As I was putting them back on the shelves a great thought came to me

That books are really better than any friend we may ever have

Because which friend can open his arms to us after a long time of separation

?????????????

Which friend can forgive us for neglecting him or her for so long ???

Which friend can stay unchanged after a long time we didn’t see ???

Books never blame us for leaving ::: they are always there as we left them

They do not betray us ::: they do not leave us its us that leaves them

And when we have no one to go to they are always there unchanged

How many times did they put us to sleep ???

How many times did they amuse us ???

As I wiped away the dust from them I could feel them sparkle with delight

And as I turned the pages with my hand I could hear them giggle

And as I was stacking them back on the shelves I could

hear them whispering: " please don’t forget us "



you open any book just notice how its hands are stretching just to every time

Hug you and say: "hey friend I will always be here for you no matter what"

And I trust their word on that !!!!

A month without MOM شهر من دون امي الغاليه

اليوم الاحد يوافق مرور شهر عل وفاة امي الغاليه رحمها الله
شهر من العذاب والمعاناة ::: شهر من الدموع والحزن
احزان فوق احزان :::: والقلب ما عاد يحتمل

A month has passed since my dear mom has passed away ::: and the tears has not stopped since
i miss my mom so much and i wish it was me who died ::: i never thought it would be so quick
she went so fast ::: it has been almost three years since her cancer started ::: and the agony of the
past years ended with the greatest loss to our house
i cant stop crying and my heart is so tired ::::: i feel like a big part of me has been taken away

i am glad that the year 2010 has ended ::: it has been the worst year of my life
i have lost so many things in that year ::: and so many people i loved
it has been a very hard year ::: but i have learned so many lessons from it

i am so tired and i dont think i will be strong enough to move on
 have nothing to say coz all that was in me was stolen leaving me lost and confused

sorry i will be back maybe one day to say what i want in a better way

MOM I MISSS U SO MUCH :(

لا تندم ::::: كلمات اعجبتني

                                             شكرا لاختي غلاهم من منتدى اوز السعوديه على هذي الكلمات

لاتنــــدم

لا تندم على اهتمام صادق اعطيته لمن لم يقدره

فهذا افضل من ان تندم على انك منعت هذا الاهتمام عن شخص كان يحتاجه

لا تندم

لاتندم على وقت ضاع من عمرك فى تجربة تعلمت منها درسا مفيدا

فهذا افضل من ان تندم على ضياع عمرك كله دون ان تتعلم شىء

لاتندم

لا تندم على جرح كرامتك محاولا استعادة علاقة انسانية رفض الطرف الاخر اصلاحها

فهذا افضل من ان تندم على علاقة كنت انت السبب فى خسارتها

لاتندم

لا تندم على فرصة صنعت فيها الخير لشخص رده لك شرا

فهذا افضل من ان تندم على فرصة ضاعت لم تصنع فيها خيرا

لاتندم

لا تندم على غفران منحته من قلبك لمن اساء اليك بشدة فهذا

افضل من ان تندم على اساءة فعلتها انت فى حق شخص و لم يغفرها لك

I NEED TO RUN AWAY :(

Sometimes we really need to run away
Run away from everything that is around us
Run away from all our belongings
From all our feelings and all our memories
From all our defeats and our controversies
From all our pain and our ABCs
Run away from all our beloved ones

We need to run away to a world that doesn’t know us
To a world that doesn’t belong to us and has no relation
What so ever to us
A very far way world … deserted and alone
A world were everything in it doesn’t tie us with our reality
A world that doesn’t takes us back to our past
A world that its paths don’t know us
And its walls doesn’t suffocate us
Its places can’t penetrate our memories

A world for our own only
A world where we can make our all new memory
A world where we can in live within its paths with a new heart
A new mind and new feelings
A world capable of deleting our painful feelings
A world capable of sending us back to the real world with new feelings
all free from feeling lost ,and free from all sorrows and pains


Yeah I do need to run away to a world where no one belongs to
“ BUT ME “

this is how i am feeling lately and these are the screams that my heart and mind are trying to say ....
and this is what my soul begs for :(

The hard lesson

hi everyone ... last night as i opened my email to check on my mail i found a very strange email ... it made me burts into tears of joy ( for the first time in more than two months ) ...
it was from an old friend who was in OZ with me ... i felt so happy especialy when i knew that after three years he still remmebers me and as the matter of fact he was so thrilled that he found me ...
his name is Fahed Alfahood :)

it is so nice when someone remembers you after so many years ... this is called loyalty ... people who ask about us from time are true people ... they are not fake and they do not take advantage of us ... they look for us and are not afraid to send asking about us ... not fearing that we might reject them ... these are true people

after that email i decided that a new life is waiting for me ... and i came to this conclusion and this decision that inside our poor minds we always think  and we always try to convince ourselves that we are important to someone in our life .... but there comes a time when all our dreams are chattered by the fact that this was only a BIG LIE ... and our expectations are not as we thought ....

what hurts me the most is that in the past he took all my attention and i worried for him and i missed him so much ....
but now what makes me feel proud of myself is that i dont feel towards him the same way .... he is history .. and i know that for sure that one day what he did to me will be done to him ...

 those who love me sincerly are those who deserve my love in return ...and those who only took my love as temporarly are of no importance to me and they do not deserve to be in my life anymore ...
i simply dont care anymore ...about those who were everything in my life and i was only just a passing by traveller ....

BUT I WILL CARE FOR AND CHERISH ...all those who were as close to me as my soul ... who stood by me in my darkest days and deepest pains ... and i will be greatful for all those who warmed my life and eased my suffering even if it was with just  a smile ... who wiped the tears from my eyes ... and those who guided me when i was burning , wondering and my heart was about to explode  ...

what i have past through is not only a simple shock ... it was a  huge disaster .... but this huge disaster becomes much smaller when i realize that I HAVE LEARNED A HARD LESSON in my life ....

and those who hurt us will learn their lesson oneday .....

thank you fahad alfahood for opening my eyes on life again ... its nice to have you back in my life again ....

plz tell me HOW ?????

Saying Goodbye

Many people come in and out of our lives , some stay longer than others and some and some stay for a short while . God has made life in such a way so as we can learn that nothing lasts forever , for even those who are to stay with us forever we are destined to be separated by death .... thats life .
when someone we love gets seriously sick we get sad but by time we realize that their sickness was somehow a blessing from allah to make their departure more easy ... coz we get the chance to spend more time with them till the last breath they take ...this is the goodbye that doesnt hurt us forever and we learn to live with that fate ... ( this is how merciful GOD is )

we all know and believe that nothing realy lasts forever ...
some people we know and get used to and love more than our souls ... we spend with them some sad moments but many happy moments ... they take a place not only in our life but in our souls and minds ... they become the air we breath and the hope that we live for .... many memories combine us and many promises are made between us .... promises that when the time has come and our paths are to be seperated .... a PERFECT GOODBYE must be said ....

by the change and the passing of time it is finally come to that stage of our lives when our roads are to be seperated ... we beleived all that time in this and we knew that this day will come someday ...we talked about its so much and we promised to make it less painful ....

suddenly one side decides that he just wants to leave ... just like that !!!! .. coz he has found his road and it was time to get off THAT TEMPORARILY ROAD ... and enter a road of his own :(
he got what he wanted and the hell with all the promises and the feelings and the emotions that he once GAVE ... THESE ARE THE FAKE PEOPLE

when they leave us we feel so torn apart ... we cry and we ache from deep inside ... we feel like fools and we feel low and unrespected ... we feel betrayed and stabbed in the heart by a knife ... the knife that what we once loved has decided to end this relationship with .... THAT IS HIS GOODBYE :(

he thinks that time will heal that wound .. but it doesnt !!!! we can never take out the knife coz our hearts will bleed to death .... and we cant leave the knife coz it will hurt us till death ... both ways we are destined to suffer until we die (KILLED) ...

sorry i cant write more coz my tears are preventing me from typing properly :( :( :(

i kust want to say that THE WAY YOU END ANYTHING OR ANY RELATION SHOWS HOW HONEST AND BRAVE YOU ARE ....AND HOW MUCH YOU RESPECT THOSE YOU PASSED BY IN YOUR LIFE ....

i will never know the truth :(

This is how i feel lately :(

I miss u sweet sis :(

hey sweety april
ghadooda .. i knew u spent many hours online and it was something you loved doing . i am sorry i never came to see what u do online . i am sorry i didnt get this pleasure . i am here now and i wish you are here too . i just wanted to say i love u a lot and i miss our fights 2gther very much . plz get well and back soon so u can read this . i just want you to know I LOVE YOU SO MUCH .
Sadeem ( ur best enemy sis )

The Moony & Agony story ( A dead soldier )

hi dears ... from the magical world of OZ i had a lovely and amazing special friend who will always have a special place in my heart ... we wrote many nice things in that magical kingdom ... lately i have been making a special folder which i called FAIRY TALE MEMORIES ... which i put it in many of my past memories some were sad and many were happy ..today i wilk share one of those topics as it happend ... i know that you will find many spelling and gramatical mistakes which i left on porpuse coz after all they make me smile just to c them and the nice memories that come with them >>> plz enjoy it 


 A DEAD SOLDIER



in small vellage there was boy called Agony ... this boy was 17 years old ... there was war in tha doors ... waiting 4 this vellage ... as usual tha army picks tha young of males ... who their ages r above 17 ... Agony met prety girl who was called Moony ...


they liked eachother .. they planed to be friends at tha first .... with passing of time


feelings start to appear between them ... Agony knew that he gotta follow tha army


by force not by choice , so he planed to break any love's signs between them .. he planed to put off this love after he get back from tha war ..... Moony loved him .. she couldn't hide this feeling ... she felt that Agony changed suddenly ... so they met at thier favorite place .. beside tha rever .... he opened his heart 4 her & said ...

I got tired of hiddenness ….giving up my love 4 silence


silence is killing me .. u know I love 4 sure


My love .. I cann't hide this feeling anymore


Moony is 4 Agony ……as Agony is 4 Moony


2 souls combine together…..cuz we blong to eachother


Hug me with ur arm…..fill me with ur warm


from any kind of cold …..& take me to ur world


baby .. take my hand ……..from now til tha end





they didn't see each other after that day 4 one month .. Moony started to think that Agony doesn't love her .... in tha side Agony was get himself ready to join tha army ..


he believed that he gotta tell her somthing be4 he leave .. so he went to her ..


she looked at his eyes directly .. she saw a handsome soldier with army's uniform ...


he asked her to give him her hand .. so he put that letter in her hand & just left .....




plz try to understand me …..look at my eyes & see


tha words & feel em' by ur heart …..really did't know how to start


Plz don't love me ……dead that's how I'm gonna be


yeah , I'm close to tha end…..plz don't love me friend


it's time to forget me ……it's time to be free


plz don't cry 4 me & don't love me …..just forget that word is called we


sure , u deserve better …..we cann't be together


plz forget me friend…..I'm close to tha end


I don't deserve ur tears ……plz don't love me dear


I smell tha death …..it's holdin my breath


it's gettin closer ……I cann't be further


I cann't run away…….I know it's my day


it's god wisedom & his order ……death comes to take tha soldier


it's true even tha soldier is weak…..can u see how soldier fraidly speak


death is stronger than everythings……death took tha weaks & even tha kings


I know it's time to become dead soldier…..I cann't change this , it's god wisdom & order


I feel guilt that u gonna be sad …..tha only thing that I cann't with stand


I know u may see that my words harsh …..but it's like fasten belt be4 crash


I don't wanna u to waiting 4 ……half dead soldier going to war


I wanna u get used to be without me …..to be able to move on flyin free




WOOOOW….SWEET GUY ALONI….


When u sent me the story and asked me to help u put a good ending to a it …..i was so thrilled …. I tried my best to break the sadness from ur story …..but I felt that AGONY had no right to ask MOONEY not to love him ….SO I DECIDED TO TEACH HIM A GOOD LESSON IN LIFE ….IT WAS A HARSH LESSON …..BUT IT’S LIKE FASTEN BELT BE4 THE CRASH !!!!!!!!!


SO HERE IT GOES …….


Two years passed by ….and the war came to an end ….many had lost their lives …but AGONY had survived ….he was happy he was finally going home ….he missed his village , family and most of all he missed MOONY ….in his hand he held a small box ….that carried in it the most beautiful PEARL RING ….he planned to put on his sweethearts finger …..


The door was opened … and he was greeted warmly by MOONY’S parents ….they talked about his past two years ….. he showed them the box and the lovely PEARL RING….


They burst in tears and put in his hand a letter and left …..


With trembling hands he read ,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,


MY SWEETHEART …..


If you are reading these words now ….


You are probably asking WHY ? and HOW?


WHY ???....coz the damage done in the war field ….


Cozes the innocent back home to bleed ….


HOW???....by spreading deadly chemicals and gun powder…


And killing many who really have no power….


I will not ask you “ plz don’t love me “……..Coz i know that in a lovers heart that can not be ….


And I can not ask you “ to forget me “………Coz its the thing that a lovers mind can not do ….


I will not ask you “to hold you tears”……coz a lover can not his two eyes stears ….


I can not ask you “ not to cry “……coz that’s what I would have done if it was you who die…


But I can ask you “TO IN GOD HAVE FAITH “….COZ NOBODY HAS EVER CONTROLLED HIS FATE…


I want you “ TO IN GOD YOU TRUST “…..it’s not an asking but it’s a MUST ….


You have told me before that this is the day ….that nobody can from it ever run away…


Death doesn’t only come to take the soldier …but all creatures no matter small or older …


If you really loved me and all u said was not lies ….you should be strong and wise …


For as I close my eyes I see a handsome you dressed like a king ….


And right beside you AN ANGEL …and on her finger shines a nice PEARL RING …..

i miss you all :(

hi every body
sorry i have been a way lately ..but life realy takes us into its circle and we keep turning around and around and with every cycle we loose a dear person ... but we are going so fast that we have no time to stop the spinning ... and we have no chance to even streetch a hand to grab those who are leaving the circle ... when the wheel finally stops we discover that we are too dizzy to get back what we have lost ..
thats why we end up here .. in our bloggs traying as hard as we can to get back at least the memories that once were ...

i missed you all ... thats the bottom line :(

LOVE ...FOOLS GOLD

THE WORK OF ALLAH IN OUR LIVES ( nice story )

THE WORK OF ALLAH IN OUR LIVES

An old man lived on a farm in the mountains with his young grandson. Each morning Grandpa wakes up early and sitting at the kitchen table he reads his Quran.

His grandson wanted to be just like him and tried to imitate him in every way he could.

One day the grandson asked, 'Grandpa! I try to read the Qur'an

just like you but I don't understand it, and what I do understand I

forget as soon as I close the book. What good does reading the Qur'an do?'

The Grandfather quietly turned from putting coal in the stove

and replied, 'Take this coal basket down to the river and bring

me back a basket of water.

'The boy did as he was told, but all the water leaked out before he got back to the house.

The grandfather laughed and said, 'You'll have to move a little

faster next time,' and sent him back to the river with the basket

to try again.

This time the boy ran faster, but again the basket was empty

before he returned home.

Out of breath, he told his grandfather that it was impossible to carry water in a basket, and he went to get a bucket instead.

The old man said, 'I don't want a bucket of water; I want a

basket of water. You're just not trying hard enough,'

And he went out the door to watch the boy try again.

At this point, the boy knew it was impossible, but he wanted to show his grandfather that even if he ran as fast as he could, the water would Leak out before he got back to the house.

The boy again dipped the basket into the river and ran hard, but

when he reached his grandfather the basket was again empty.

Out of breathe, he said, 'See Grandpa, it's useless!'

'So you think it is useless?' The old man said, 'Look at the basket.' The boy looked at the basket and for the first time realized that the basket was different.

It had been transformed from a dirty old coal basket and was now

clean, inside and out.

'Son, that's what happens when you read the Qur'an. You might

not understand or remember everything, but when you read it, you will be changed, inside and out. That is the work of Allah in our lives

HAPPY BIRTHDAY PINK SPOT

HAPPY BIRTHDAY PINK SPOT

today is a very special day in my blogg ...coz its the Birthday

of my sweet friend and sis PINK SPOT ...

she is so sweet , smart and funny ...i met her in OZ THE MAGICAL

PLACE ....we shared many nice memories there ... she is a dear friend

and a great ANGEL coz she always cared and without even asking

knew when i was sad or unhappy ....she helped me in many ways

even if she doesnt know that she did ... i call her AN ANGEL but she never

knew why ... its simply coz she is .... she can turn a tear magicaly into a smile

she never forgets anyone , loyal and above all she has high manners and ethics...

which in these days are so rare to be found ....

i can write on forever and never say enough about this cute and sweet person

coz no words will ever show just how i love her and how much she means to me ...

this is just a small way to tell her that ... and i hope she has a very prosperous lifE

HAPPY BIRTHDAY PINKY ... I LOVE YOU MY DEAR

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