Dying husband leaves all his wealth for maid instead of his wife… The reason will shock you.

Dying husband leaves all his wealth for maid instead of his wife…

The reason will shock you.

Gary Fischer was a successful businessman and had everything he wanted…

Big house, beautiful wife, big savings...

He was in the prime of his life!

But one day everything changed….

Gary was diagnosed with a rare disease…

Doctors gave him the bad news…

He had only a few years left in his hand…

Ever since the diagnosis, everything changed.

Gary had to be in constant care all the time….

He couldn’t even get up from his bed without someone’s help.

His business was being handled by his assistants.

His wife stopped loving him.

Gary’s whole life basically turned upside down.

His wife cursed him all the tome…

Gary needed constant care, but his wife was out all the time.

 He had to hire a nurse for himself…

The nurse’s name was Amy.

Amy took care of Gary and the house at the same time.

Within a few months, Amy became good friends with Gary.

While Gary’s wife Miley started cheating behind his back.

Amy was devoted to her work.

She took care of everything….

From Gary’s medication to his appointments.

Soon, Gary’s situation became worse…

And his wife started treating him worse than ever.

This wasn’t the end…

Miley started bringing her lovers at home.

She slept with other men in the next room…

While Gary slept alone.

Amy was out shopping some groceries one day….

When she came back, she found Gary on the floor.

Gary’s wife was in the next room…

But she didn’t care to come and help her husband.

Amy helped Gary to get back to bed.

Amy asked Gary….

“Why do you let your wife treat you like this?”

 Gary replied…

“Amy you’ve been taking care of me almost 2 years now”

“You’ve never complained or gotten mad at me.”

“I am glad that I got a good friend in you”

“Stay humble, you’ll shine one day”

Amy and Gary had developed a very good bond between them.

Their relationship was pure.

But soon, Gary passed away.

It was Amy’s last day at work.

Since Gary was dead… Miley had fired Amy.

She was packing her stuff.

Before Amy was just about to leave the house, a lawyer came.

The lawyer was there to read Gary’s will and his last wishes.

The lawyer started reading Gary’s will…

“As for my 10,000 square foot house in LA and my cars”

“…they should go to my wife Miley Fischer”

Miley was so happy to hear it…

But what happened next shocked everyone…

 The lawyer continued…

“As for my savings account worth $1.3 Billion”

“They should go to my friend, Amy Taylor!”

Miley’s face changed….

“What?!! Amy?”, she shouted.

“You must be reading something wrong”

“Read again!”

The lawyer said,

“Mam! I am reading the will of your husband”

This story is a true example of….“Never judge a book by its cover.”

A beautiful young woman was going for a job interview at a big company.

She was confident that she would get the job.

She was waiting in line at the reception for her call to the interview.

While she was waiting….

A young man approached her and asked,

“What time is it?”

The man looked exhausted.

He looked poor as he was wearing casual clothes.

The woman replied with a frowning face,

“11 AM”

The man asked the women…

“Do you have some water”

“I’m really thirsty”

The woman replied, “Sorry, I don’t”

The man’s appearance disgusted her.

The man asked the woman for a favor…

“Can I borrow your mobile to make a call?”

“I can’t find my mobile”

The woman looked at the man and said,

“I know your cheap tactics”

“It’s just a trick to get my phone number”

“Get out of my face”

The man looked carefully at the woman for a second.

He didn’t say anything and sat in the next seat.

The woman kept staring at the man in disgust…

She thought to herself…

“He must be a clerk or cleaner in this office”

“How dare he try to hit on me…”

She even took out a bottle and drank some water.

Apparently, she had water with her…

But she just didn’t wanna share it with the man.

Soon the woman was called for the interview.

4 men took the preliminary interview.

She passed the first interview with ease.

Now it was time for her for the final interview.

The CEO of the company especially wanted to interview the woman in the final round.

A secretary escorted the woman to the CEO’s cabin.

As she opened the door…

She was shocked by what she saw.

It was the same man she met in the reception room.

He was not any clerk or cleaner….

He was the CEO of the company she applied for the job.

The woman said sorry for her mis behavior earlier.

The man replied,

“It’s okay.”

“People easily judge others by their appearance”

“It’s only normal”

“Looks and appearance can be deceptive”

“But the heart of a person can’t lie”

“You are qualified for the position”

“But you won’t be hired”

“Because I want people who are qualified as a human first”

“And then those who are qualified for the job”

“Feel free to come back again next year when you’re a better human being”

The girl left the cabin in shame.

This story is a true example of….

“Never judge a book by its cover.”

A Great Marriage Story

My husband is an Engineer by profession, I love him for his steady nature, and I love the warm feeling when I lean against his broad shoulders.

Three years of courtship and now, two years into marriage, I would have to admit, that I am getting tired of it. The reasons of me loving him before, has now transformed into the cause of all my restlessness.

I am a sentimental woman and extremely sensitive when it comes to a relationship and my feelings, I yearn for the romantic moments, like a little girl yearning for candy. My husband, is my complete opposite, his lack of sensitivity, and the inability of bringing romantic moments into our marriage has disheartened me about love.

One day, I finally decided to tell him my decision, that I wanted a divorce.

“Why?” he asked, shocked. “I am tired, there are no reasons for everything in the world!” I answered. He kept silent the whole night, seems to be in deep thought with a lighted cigarette at all times. My feeling of disappointment only increased, here was a man who can’t even express his predicament, what else can I hope from him? And finally he asked me:” What can I do to change your mind?”

Somebody said it right, it’s hard to change a person’s personality, and I guess, I have started losing faith in him. Looking deep into his eyes I slowly answered : “Here is the question, if you can answer and convince my heart, I will change my mind, Let’s say, I want a flower located on the face of a mountain cliff, and we both are sure that picking the flower will cause your death, will you do it for me?” He said :” I will give you your answer tomorrow….” My hopes just sank by listening to his response.

I woke up the next morning to find him gone, and saw a piece of paper with his scratchy handwriting, underneath a milk glass, on the dining table near the front door, that goes…. My dear, “I would not pick that flower for you, but please allow me to explain the reasons further..” This first line was already breaking my heart. I continued reading.

“When you use the computer you always mess up the Software programs, and you cry in front of the screen, I have to save my fingers so that I can help to restore the programs. You always leave the house keys behind, thus I have to save my legs to rush home to open the door for you. You love traveling but always lose your way in a new city, I have to save my eyes to show you the way. You always have the cramps whenever your “good friend” approaches every month, I have to save my palms so that I can calm the cramps in your tummy.

You like to stay indoors, and I worry that you will be infected by infantile autism. I have to save my mouth to tell youjokes and stories to cure your boredom. You always stare at the computer, and that will do nothing good for your eyes, I have to save my eyes so that when we grow old, I can help to clip your nails, and help to remove those annoying white hairs. So I can also hold your hand while strolling down the beach, as you enjoy the sunshine and the beautiful sand… and tell you the color of flowers, just like the color of the glow on your young face… Thus, my dear, unless I am sure that there is someone who loves you more than I do… I could not pick that flower yet, and die.. ”

My tears fell on the letter, and blurred the ink of his handwriting… and as I continue on reading… “Now, that you have finished reading my answer, if you are satisfied, please open the front door for I am standing outside bringing your favorite bread and fresh milk… I rush to pull open the door, and saw his anxious face, clutching tightly with his hands, the milk bottle and loaf of bread….

Now I am very sure that no one will ever love me as much as he does, and I have decided to leave the flower alone…

That’s life, and love. When one is surrounded by love, the feeling of excitement fades away, and one tends to ignore the true love that lies in between the peace and dullness.

Love shows up in all forms, even very small and cheeky forms, it has never been a model, it could be the most dull and boring form.. . flowers, and romantic moments are only used and appear on the surface of the relationship. Under all this, the pillar of true love stands… and that’s our life… Love, not words win argument..

Respect Your Parents In Their Old Age — Heart Touching Story

An 80 year old man was sitting on the sofa in his house along with his 45 years old highly educated son. Suddenly a crow perched on their window.

The Father asked his Son, “What is this?” The Son replied “It is a crow”. After a few minutes, the Father asked his Son the 2nd time, “What is this?” The Son said “Father, I have just now told you “It’s a crow”. After a little while, the old Father again asked his Son the 3rd time, What is this?” At this time some expression of irritation was felt in the Son’s tone when he said to his Father with a rebuff. “It’s a crow, a crow”.A little after, the Father again asked his Son the 4th time, “What is this?”

This time the Son shouted at his Father, “Why do you keep asking me the same question again and again, although I have told you so many times ‘IT IS A CROW’. Are you not able to understand this?”

A little later the Father went to his room and came back with an old tattered diary, which he had maintained since his Son was born. On opening a page, he asked his Son to read that page. When the son read it, the following words were written in the diary :-

“Today my little son aged three was sitting with me on the sofa, when a crow was sitting on the window. My Son asked me 23 times what it was, and I replied to him all 23 times that it was a Crow. I hugged him lovingly each time he asked me the same question again and again for 23 times. I did not at all feel irritated I rather felt affection for my innocent child”.

While the little child asked him 23 times “What is this”, the Father had felt no irritation in replying to the same question all 23 times and when today the Father asked his Son the same question just 4 times, the Son felt irritated and annoyed.

So..

If your parents attain old age, do not repulse them or look at them as a burden, but speak to them a gracious word, be cool, obedient, humble and kind to them. Be considerate to your parents.From today say this aloud, “I want to see my parents happy forever. They have cared for me ever since I was a little child. They have always showered their selfless love on me.

They crossed all mountains and valleys without seeing the storm and heat to make me a person presentable in the society today”. Say a prayer to God, “I will serve my old parents in the BEST way. I will say all good and kind words to my dear parents, no matter how they behave.

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A Lonely 70-year-old Woman Wan't to Marry Again

A lonely 70-year-old widow decided that it was time to marry again. She put an ad in the local newspaper that read: "Husband wanted! Must be in my age group, must not beat me, must not run around on me and must still be good in bed. All applicants please apply in person."

The following day, she heard the doorbell. Much to her dismay, she opened the door to see a gray-haired gentleman sitting in a wheelchair. He had no arms or legs.

"You're not really asking me to consider you, are you?" the widow asked: "Just look at you -- you have no legs!"

The old gent smiled: "Therefore, I cannot run around on you!"

"You don't have any arms either!" she snorted.

Again, the old man smiled: "Therefore, I can never beat you!"

She raised an eyebrow and asked intently: "Are you still good in bed?"

The old man leaned back, beamed a big smile and said: "I rang the doorbell, didn't I?"