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Bulletins Bulletin : Published and Discussed
Date: Tuesday, March 11, 2003
From: -crOss-
Cry for Apple tree..........? also ur parents....!!

o) ~~~~~~~~~~~~ An Apple Tree and its woes ~~~~~~~ (o

A long time ago, there was a huge apple tree. A little boy loved to come and play around it everyday. He climbed to the treetop, ate the apples, and took a nap under the shadow...He loved the tree and the tree loved to play with him.
Time went by... The little boy had grown up and he no longer played around the tree everyday. One day, the boy came back to the tree and he looked sad.
"Come and play with me," the tree asked the boy. "I am no longer a kid, I don't play around trees anymore." The boy replied, "I want toys. I need money to buy them." "Sorry, but I don't have money... but you can pick all my apples and sell them. So, you will have money." The boy was so excited. He grabbed all the apples on the tree and left happily. The boy never came back after he picked the apples. The tree was sad.
One day, the boy returned and the tree was so excited. "Come and play with me" the tree said. "I don't have time to play. I have to work for my family. We need a house for shelter. Can you help me?" "Sorry, but I don't have a house. But you can chop off my branches to build your house. So the boy cut
all the branches of the tree and left happily. The tree was glad to see him happy but the boy never came back since then. The tree was again lonely and sad.
One hot summer day, the boy returned and the tree was delighted. Come and play with me!" the tree said. "I am sad and getting old. I want to go sailing to relax myself. Can you give me a boat?" "Use my trunk to build your boat. You can sail far away and be happy." So the boy cut the tree trunk to make a boat. He went sailing and never showed up for a long time.
Finally, the boy returned after he left for so many years. "Sorry, my boy. But I don't have anything for you anymore. No more apples for you... "the tree said. "I don't have teeth to bite" the boy replied. "No more trunk for you to climb on". "I am too old for that now" the boy said. "I really can't give you anything ... the only thing left is my dying roots" the tree said with tears. "I don't need much now, just a place to rest. I am tired after all these years." The boy replied. "Good! Old tree roots is the best place to lean on and rest. Come, sit down with me and rest." The boy sat down and the tree was glad and smiled with tears...
This is a story of everyone. The tree is our parent. When we were young, we loved to play with Mom and Dad... When we grow up, we left them... only came to them when we need something or when we are in trouble. No matter what, parents will always be there and give everything they could to make you happy. You may think the boy is cruel to the tree but that's how all of us are treating our parents.
Please enlighten all you friends by forwarding this mail to them.

And ........ LOVE YOUR PARENTS!!!!

-crOss- .....

People Discussion
(Tuesday, March 11, 2003)

Thats beautiful cross!thnx

(Tuesday, March 11, 2003)

yeah...shundor, abong shikkhonio......

(Tuesday, March 11, 2003)

excellent.. i like it..

(Tuesday, March 11, 2003)

"rabbir hamhuma kama rabba yaani sagira"

aar kichhu na paari...e-tuku to korte paari tader jonno bolen ~~crOss~~ da' ???

(Tuesday, March 11, 2003)

nice.....i had both happy and sad feelings when i was reading it..

(Tuesday, March 11, 2003)

Very Nice..Posting!
U know crOss, I have read (infact),we have probably read so many stories like that...but how many of us do what we suppose to do for our parents? They always give their hands to us and we take it and after using we forget as usual...As we grow old, we realize how important they are for our life...I hope, no matter how old we are today, we learn it today that parents are the most respective and valuable people in our lives and we should not think once to care for them! With that hope in my mind, I wish everyone all well...

(Tuesday, March 11, 2003)

Thanks...Lizu & Rahul....

(Tuesday, March 11, 2003)


(Tuesday, March 11, 2003)

hmmm...aituku o korte amora onekei vhule jai...

(Tuesday, March 11, 2003)

thanks for your nice complements..
Hmmm....amader onekei vhule jai amader parents der koster kotha gulu, kader hat dara ai atotuku ashte perech, amora ta moneo rakhi na...respect to dure thak, tader old life a tader prappo tuku dite amora bertho hoi....this is very bad luck for our parents...

(Thursday, March 13, 2003)

Anyway........thanks all..(Ruhy, rahul, Aunto, laizu, Opsora)...for joining ....

(Friday, March 14, 2003)

Onek din pore porlam posting ta,Bhalo to obossoi but amar mone hoi ekhono bd er cchele meyera baba ma ke prochur respect n help o kore tara khub sohoje bhule na kather haat dhore tara aj boro holo kintu amather desher baba ma ther chahidao ektu beshi amather upor.Ekti ma tar cchoto shishu ke onek ador dei jemon nijeo onek anondo pai sei shishur kacch theke but sei shishu jokhon boro hoi baba ma opocchonder onek kicchu tar upor chapiye den n tather kotha holo amra tomake boro korecchi so tomar bapare sidhdhanto nebar puro odhikar o amather acche,emon ki jiboner sob cheye boro sidhdhanto ti (meyether khetre bishes kore) tara niye thaken sekhane khub kom somoy e tara meye-r motamoter dam den

(Friday, March 14, 2003)

eta amar nijosso motamot sobar khetre nao hote pare

(Friday, March 14, 2003)

Thanks Pickachu...for your opinion...

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