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Year: 1975

Situation : Last day of school

Arjun Singh and Pargat Singh are very close friends. The whole school

talked about their friendship. They had been friends right from their

kindergarten days.

They have studied together, roamed around together, sat together in

school, ate together. They both wanted to become Police officials and

serve the country.But today was a day they always dreaded. It was their

last day together.

On their way back from School Arjun started talking

Arjun : Bro! I am moving to a different city to study. I will miss you

man

Pargat: I will miss you too mate. But nothing can break our friendship.

We will at least meet once every year.

Arjun: Yes that is a deal

and they parted with tears in their eyes...

As time went by, both got busy with their work life. They kept their

promise for two years and after that they moved on with their own lives

and in the process Arjun lost his contact with Pargat.

Time went by and both became Police Officers.

Year: 2009

Venue: The Police station where Arjun works

Tring... Tring...

Arjun picks up the call and he gets a pleasant surprise...

"Is this Arjun?"

"Yes. Who is on the line?"

" Bro. Its Pargat! I just found out that you are posted in this station"

Tear drops welled up Arjun's eyes

Arjun: Where are you

Pargat: I am standing outside the Police station. Come Out

Arjun: Is it? I am coming right away.

Arjun rushed out of the Police station and saw Pargat standing outside.

They were seeing each other for the first time after thirty years. He

wanted to go and hug his friend.

But he could not hug his friend. It was a very touching moment for both

of them :

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Have you ever seen such a touching moment like this before...????

Something to brighten your day!! Have a nice day!!

Thank you.



My Love Is Like to Ice

My love is like to ice, and I to fire:
How come it then that this her cold is so great
Is not dissolved through my so hot desire,
But harder grows the more I her entreat?
Or how comes it that my exceeding heat
Is not allayed by her heart-frozen cold,
But that I burn much more in boiling sweat,
And feel my flames augmented manifold?
What more miraculous thing may be told,
That fire, which is congealed with senseless cold,
Should kindle fire by wonderful device?
Such is the power of love in gentle mind,
That it can alter all the course of kind.

Edmund Spenser

I prefer you all watchiNg this movie ... very sweet ... very sad ... hurrrmm