365Else blog

Jenny's POV “Justin I don’t like the way mother was interrogating us, it makes me feel so uncomfortable” I sounded. “So uncomfortable! Why? “You asked why? You know am not your wife nor your pregnant fiancee, am just your patient and am not feeling comfortable the way we are lying to mother, look at the bracelet she gave me thinking that am your wife, I don’t think if I can continue with this pretending anymore” I said. “Don’t say that Jenny, mother will soon go and everything will be over, just a matter of time” He said. “Okay, I need to go and sleep” I stood up. I went to my room showered before going to Justin’s room. He is already on the sofa sleeping.. Few minutes later, I heard his shout. “Ouch! My neck!" He shouted. “What is it Justin?" I rushed to him. “My neck hurts me, I can’t even turn it at the right side” He said holding his neck and trying to straight it. “Am sorry, its probably this place you are sleeping, you are not resting very well” I said. “I can'...

“Two friends were walking through the desert. At one stage in their journey, they had an argument and one friend slapped the other one in the face. The one who got slapped was hurt, but without saying anything he wrote in the sand, ‘Today my best friend slapped me in the face.’ They kept on walking until they found an oasis, where they decided to have a wash. The one who had been slapped got stuck in a mire and started drowning, but his friend saved him. After he had recovered from his shock, he wrote on a stone, ‘Today my best friend saved my life.’ The friend who slapped and saved his best friend asked him, ‘After I hurt you, you wrote in the sand and now, you write in stone, why?’ The other friend replied, ‘When someone hurts us we should write it down in sand where winds of forgiveness can erase it away. But, when someone does something good for us, we must engrave it in stone where no wind can ever erase it.'”

One afternoon , a fox was walking through the forest and spotted a bunch of grapes hanging from a lofty branch. ‘Just the thing to quench my thirst,’ he thought. Taking a couple of steps back, the fox jumped and just missed the hanging grapes. The fox tried again but still failed to reach them. Finally , giving up, the fox turned his nose up and said, ‘They’re probably sour anyway,’ and walked away.”