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all these stories are related to love stories.
read the opening post did u ever try doing that or go on posting randomly? :mad:
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Unable to marry, teens commit suicide Unable to marry due to family objections, two teens, aged 18 and 17- years, jumped before a moving train in Jhotwara early on Tuesday morning. The police are probing if the families were against the marriage because the two were from the same gotra', besides being minors. According to the police, the deceased Vishnu alias Dheeram Singh (18) and Archana Kanwar (17) were residents of Mandawa Kalan village in Sikar district's Neem Ka Thana area. While Vishnu was a Class XII student, Archana was in Class XI at the same village school. "A relative of Vishnu lives in Jhotwara's Kailash Nagar area. The teens had fled from their village and went to the relative's house on Monday. But the relative refused to shelter them and advised they return," said Chain Singh, in-charge of Jhotwara police station. They left the relative's house on Monday evening and were seen roaming around the railway tracks in Jhotwara, he added. "We have witnesses who claim they had seen the two walking hand-in-hand on the railway tracks around 9.30 pm," said the officer. The driver of Malini Express, running between Jailasmer and Delhi, saw Vishnu and Archana jumping before the train around 4.50 am, he added. "They suddenly jumped before the train which was at a high speed. The driver tried to brake, but it was too late. The girl's body got stuck in the tracks while the boy was thrown away. Both were killed on the spot," said the officer. The driver informed the railway authorities and a police team rushed to the spot. "We found a mobile phone from the boy's clothes. It had damaged completely, so we inserted the SIM card in another one and started calling up the numbers in its contact list," said the officer. Soon the boy was identified. "We informed the family members. The Jaipur-based relatives came to the police station and identified the girl as being the resident of same village. Her family members were also informed about the tragedy," said the officer. SHO Singh said that boy and girl were from the same gotra. "We are investigating if the family members were against their love due to this as marriage is not allowed if the bride and groom are from same gotra," said Singh. A post-mortem has been done and the bodies handed over to their families.

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SJ aap din pratidin g@@@ndupanti mein kaafi tarakki kar rahein hai :nice:
:hysterical::hysterical::hysterical::hysterical::hysterical: aur i hope your punjab year thread dont bite you for whole life.:pray:
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SJ aap din pratidin g@@@ndupanti mein kaafi tarakki kar rahein hai :nice:
:hysterical::hysterical::hysterical::hysterical::hysterical::hysterical::hysterical: man i am dying laughing :hysterical::hysterical::hysterical:
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SJ- the cleverest spammer on the boards. I was about to post on topic, but wouldn't want to take away from the train wreck this thread is. Carry on.

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SJ- the cleverest spammer on the boards. I was about to post on topic' date=' but wouldn't want to take away from the train wreck this thread is. Carry on.[/quote'] POST ! POST ! POST !:woot:
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SJ- the cleverest spammer on the boards. I was about to post on topic' date=' but wouldn't want to take away from the train wreck this thread is. Carry on.[/quote'] :hatsoff: thanks for your views
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Since this thread was supposed to be about romance and love, here is an article about a good friend of mine, Tim Dutta- it ran in the NY Times 5 years ago: WHEN Apratim Dutta and Pia Awal met at a Manhattan party four summers ago, he had been a management consultant for 10 years, working on mergers and acquisitions. Mr. Dutta, who is known as Tim, drove a black Audi, lived in an all-white modern house in Lincoln Park, N.J., never kept plants because he traveled so much and even had a maid pack his suitcases. Ms. Awal, now 30, was teaching second grade at the Dalton School in Manhattan. She was sassy, straightforward and strictly vegetarian. A few weeks after she started seeing Mr. Dutta, she was confident enough that on her first visit to his house, she arrived with a house plant and a change of clothes. "It was her way of saying, 'I'm staying,' " he recalled. "Let your guard down. Take a chance on me." They had a lot in common. Both grew up in Hindu families - Mr. Dutta in New Jersey, Ms. Awal in Manhattan - and both believed in destiny, karma, reincarnation and in judging people by the condition of their feet. "My aunt always said, 'A woman with clean toes is a woman who's well-rounded, well-mannered and well-presented,' " he said. Mr. Dutta, now 34, said he liked Ms. Awal's clean, cute toes and her eyes. "She had sparkling, catchy eyes," he recalled. "Actually, they were addicting." In June 2002, after going out for 10 months, their notions about everything from destiny to luck, vegetarianism, love and success changed almost instantly. On June 30, 2002, Mr. Dutta's 31st birthday, Ms. Awal was feeling feverish and bone tired. They went to the emergency room at Lenox Hill Hospital in Manhattan, expecting that she would be given some antibiotics for the flu. Instead, while sitting in a curtained-off room with Mr. Dutta, whom by now she was hoping to marry, she was found to have acute myelogenous leukemia. He now calls it the most interesting birthday present he ever got. At first, they panicked. "I was a total wreck," she said, adding "I remember asking the doctor, 'Will I be able to have children?' and he said yes." She told Mr. Dutta that she thought this was where their paths reached a fork. "Pia said, 'Run, don't ruin your life,' " he remembered. "It was like a Bollywood movie. Here I was 31. I thought I was hot stuff. I'd worked on some of the largest bank mergers; I'd traveled the world, knew everything. I got all the trophies and tombstones to prove it. I just became so humble that night in that room. It was rock bottom." He decided to stay, both for her and himself. "If I make a left, I could just walk away and not have to worry about it," he said. "But in my inner consciousness, I'd know someone needed me and I walked away. I couldn't live with that. So I took the right." Looking back, Aron, a brother of Mr. Dutta's, said there was actually no choice: "We always carry the spirit of the warrior. You do what you got to do, and you do it right." Ms. Awal remained in the hospital for a month for chemotherapy, eventually entering what Mr. Dutta said was a state of hibernation: not talking, barely eating, using all her energies to heal. Mr. Dutta, who quit work, visited her daily, taking her movies, music, puzzles and even a Tiffany catalog of engagement rings. When her long hair started to fall out, she asked him, in her squeaky, barely audible voice, if he would stay away. "It was horrific," she said. "There was hair literally all around me." So for awhile, when he visited, he just sat outside her door. "It gave me serenity," he said. The first thing she noticed when she walked out of the hospital was the air. If you want New York City air to smell fresh and beautiful, she suggested, spend a month in the hospital. She recuperated at her parents' apartment on the Upper East Side. In her case, chemotherapy made her skin darker. "It looked like I'd been in Spain," she said. I remember a neighbor in the elevator said, 'Oh, where did you go?' " For the next two years, they grew so close that if she ever turned silent or looked out the window pensively, he would ask what she was thinking about. "He really wanted to know me inside and out," she said. By the spring of 2004, they were engaged, planning an October wedding and living together in his modern house with lots of plants and an adopted cat named Alli. Mr. Dutta, who loves steaks and red wine, began to eat vegetarian meals with Ms. Awal, making her feel much closer to him. "I think of food as this life force," she said. "When people eat similar foods, it conveys unity." Then, weeks before their July engagement party, Ms. Awal's doctor said the leukemia had returned. "I lost it," Ms. Awal said, adding that she had been feeling good. "I totally lost it. Even Tim started crying." Mr. Dutta, who had gone back to work as a management consultant, quit again. She spent another month undergoing chemotherapy, losing all the hair that she had grown out for the wedding. This time, she didn't even think of asking Mr. Dutta to leave the room. "By now, we were so spiritually connected we didn't look at looks," he said. "Hair is just an extension of our body. It's not what's in your soul and heart." After the chemotherapy, doctors told her she needed a stem cell transplant. Mr. Dutta began searching for a South Asian donor whose white blood cells were a genetic match for Ms. Awal. He started a Web site, matchpia.org, to find donors. He made a DVD about Ms. Awal's situation and tried to get television stations to broadcast it. Finally, through an international donor registry, they found a match in a 20-year-old Pakistani woman living in London. Last November, with Mr. Dutta feeding her popcorn, Ms. Awal had the procedure, which is involves a blood transfusion. "I remember feeling completely overjoyed when the nurse brought the bag of blood in," she said. "I thought, 'Wow this is my life in this bag.' It was really emotional." As part of her recovery this time, she started eating meat, which gave her the sense of being fully fused with Mr. Dutta. "If we got a turkey sandwich and a cheese sandwich, we could say 'O.K., I'll eat half of yours, and you'll eat half of mine,' " she said. They were finally married on July 30 in Manhattan at the Tribeca Rooftop, in a Hindu ceremony where the bride and bridegroom sat barefoot around a small fire. The priest, Pandit Vinay Shastri, chanted prayers and sometimes blew into a conch shell. He also threw rose petals, ghee (clarified butter), rice, coconut and nuts into the fire to please Hindu gods and to receive their blessings. Many of the Hindu rituals involved tying the couple together symbolically. At one point, the couple walked around the fire, each holding onto one end of two long scarves that had been knotted together. To them, the knot symbolizes their union and the many ties they made while Ms. Awal was ill. They do not think of them as new connections, but of old ones rediscovered. And Ms. Awal's donor, who remains anonymous, is said to have a special link to the couple. "They're strangers on one level, but maybe they are family all along," Ms. Awal said. "If I had the power to look at our heritage, I'm sure there would be some connection that's much deeper." Ms. Awal, who cannot have children because she has had so much chemotherapy, is working on a children's book about cancer and hoping to adopt, creating more ties with "strangers." She said she and Mr. Dutta have been tied to each other for a very long time through many reincarnations. "We have this belief that maybe we were cats," she said. "We were cats who knew each other."

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