Happy Daughters week "The Angles of the Universe" ............

Forward to all lovely daughters...👭👭

A FATHER Asked His DAUGHTER:
Who Would U Love More, Me Or Ur Husband..??

The BEST Reply Given By the DAUGHTER:
I Don't Know Really,
But When I See U, 
I Forget Him,
But When I See Him, 
I Remember U..

U Can Always Call Ur DAUGHTER As Beta, 
But U Can Never Call Ur Son As Beti..

That's Why DAUGHTERS are SPECIAL..

~¤~A SALTY COFFEE~¤~ sweet love story

~¤~A SALTY COFFEE~¤~

He met her at a party. She was so outstanding, many guys chasing after her, while he was so normal, nobody paid attention to him.
At the end of the party, he invited her to have coffee with him, she was surprised but due to being polite, she promised. They sat in a nice coffee shop, hewas too nervous to say anything, she felt uncomfortable,and she thought to herself,"Please, let me go home..."
Suddenly he asked the waiter,"Would you please give me some salt? I'd like to put it in my coffee." Everybody stared at him,so strange! His face turned red but still, he put the salt in his coffee and drank it. She asked him curiously, "Why you have this hobby?" He replied, "When I was a little boy, I lived near the sea, I liked playing in the sea, I could feel the taste of the sea, just like the taste of the salty coffee. Now every time I have the salty coffee, I always think of my childhood, think of my hometown, I miss my home town so much, I miss my parents who are still living there." While saying that tears filled his eyes. She was deeply touched. That's his true feeling, from the bottom of his heart. A man who can tell out his home sickness, he must be a man who loves home, cares about home, has responsibility of home... Then she also started to speak, spoke about her far away hometown, her childhood, her family.
That was a really nice talk, also a beautiful beginning of their story. They continued to date. She found that actually he was a man who meets all her demands; he had tolerance, was kind hearted, warm, careful. He was such a good person but she almost missed him! Thanks to his salty coffee! Then the story was just like every beautiful love story, the princess married to theprince, and then they were living the happy life... And, every time she made coffee for him, she put some salt in the coffee, as she knew that's the way he liked it.

After 40 years, he passed away, left her a letter which said,
♥ "My dearest, please forgive me, forgive my whole life's lie. This was the only lie I said to you---the salty coffee. Remember the first time we dated? I was so nervous at that time, actually I wanted some sugar, but I said salt. It was hard for me to change so I just went ahead. I never thought that could be the start of our communication! I tried to tell you the truth many times in my life, but I was too afraid to do that, as I have promised not to lie to you for anything... Now I'm dying, I afraid of nothing so I tell you thetruth, I don't like the salty coffee,what a strange bad taste... But I have had the salty coffee for my whole life! Since I knew you, I never feel sorry for anything I do for you. Having you with me is my biggest happiness for my whole life. If I can live for the second time, still want to know you and have you for my whole life, even though I have to drink the salty coffee again." ♥

Her tears made the letter totally wet. Someday, someone asked her, "What's the taste of salty coffee?" She replied, "It's sweet." ♥ ♥
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~~> Pass this to everyone because love is not to forget but to forgive, not to see but understand, not to hear but to listen, not to let go but HOLD ON!!!!

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A Train samosa seller in India makes more than a person doing 8-10 hours Job in any office ,,, After reading this u will think that u are in the wrong business

The Samosa Seller: A must read “Today in India its unbelievable ....... The numbers are a little difficult to swallow,..... But interesting nevertheless.” (Mail was Sent By A Friend) It was my regular train journey home from work. I boarded the 18:50pm train at from Paranur. When the train was about to leave Guduvanchery, a samosa seller with an empty basket got on and took the seat next to me. As the compartment was sparsely occupied and my destination was still far away, I got into a conversation with him. Me: "Seems like you've sold all your samosas today." Seller(smiling): "Yes. By God's grace, full sales today."" Me: ""I really feel sorry for you people. Don't you get tired doing this tiresome job the whole day?" Seller: ""What to do, sir? Only by selling samosas like this every day we get a commission of .75 paise for each samosa that we sell." Me: "Oh, is that so ? How many samosas do you sell on an average each day?" Seller : "On peak days, we sell 3,000 to 3,500 samosas per person. On dull days, we can't even move 1,000 samosas a day. On an average, we sell about 2,000 samosas a day."" I was speechless..... for a few seconds. The guy says he sells 2,000 samosas a day; at .75 paise each, he makes about 1,500 rupees daily, or 45,000 rupees a month. That's Rs. 45,000 a month. OMG. I intensified my questioning and this time it was not for time pass. Me: ""Do you make the samosas yourself?"" Seller: ""No Sir. Our proprietor gets the samosas through a samosa manufacturer and we just sell them. After selling we give him the money and gives us 75 paise for each samosa that we sell."" I was unable to speak a single word more but the sellercontinued... but one thing... most of our earnings are spent on living expenses. Only with the remaining money are we able to take care of other business. Me: ""Other business? What is that?"" Seller: ""It is a land business. In 2007 I bought 1.5 acres in Urupakkam for 3 lakh rupees and I sold it a few months back for 15 lakhs. Now I have bought land in Uthiramerur for 5 lakh rupees."" Me: ""What did you do with the remaining amount? Seller: ""Of the remaining amount, I have set aside 6 lakhs for my daughter's wedding. I have deposited the other 4 lakhs in the bank."" Me: ""How much schooling have you had?"" Seller: ""I studied up to third standard; I stopped my studies when I was in the 4th standard. But I know how to read and write. Sir, there are many people like yourself, who dress well, wear a tie, wear shoes, speak English fluently and work in air-conditioned rooms. But I don't think you guys earn as much as we do wearing dirty clothes and selling samosas."" At this point, what could I reply. After all, I was talking to a millionaire! The train chugged into Chromepet station and the samosa sellergot up from his seat. Seller: "Sir, this is my station...have a good day." Me: "Take care." What more is there to say!''