Monica married Rajesh this day. At the end of the wedding party,
Monica's mother gave her a newly opened bank saving passbook. With
RM1000 deposit amount.
Mother: 'Monica, take this passbook. Keep it as a record of your
marriage life. When there's something happy and memorable happened in
your new life, put some money in. Write down what it's about next to
the line.

The more memorable the event is, the more money you can put in. I've
done the first one for you today. Do the others with Rajesh. When you
look back after years, you can know how much happiness you've had.'

Monica shared this with Rajesh when getting home. They both thought it
was a great idea and were anxious to know when the second deposit can
be made.

This was what they did after certain time:
- 7 Feb: RM 100, first birthday celebration for Rajesh after marriage
- 1 Mar: RM 300, salary raise for Monica
- 20 Mar: RM 200, vacation trip to Bali
- 15 Apr: RM2000, Monica got pregnant
- 1 Jun: RM 1000, Rajesh got promoted
..... and so on...

However, after years, they started fighting and arguing for trivial
things. They didn't talk much. They regretted that they had married the
most nasty people in the world... no more love...Kind of typical
nowadays, huh?

One day Monica talked to her Mother:
'Mom, we can't stand it anymore. We agree to divorce. I can't imagine
how I decided to marry this guy!!!'
Mother: 'Sure, girl, that's no big deal. Just do whatever you want if
you really can't stand it. But before that, do one thing first.
Remember the saving passbook I gave you on your wedding day? Take out
all money and spend it first. You shouldn't keep any record of such a
poor marriage.'

Monica thought it was true. So she went to the bank, waiting at the
queue and planning to cancel the account.
While she was waiting, she took a look at the passbook record. She
looked, and looked, and looked. Then the memory of all the previous
joy and happiness just came up her mind. Her eyes were then filled
with tears. She left and went home.

When she was home, she handed the passbook to Rajesh, asked him to
spend the money before getting divorce.
The next day, Rajesh gave the passbook back to Monica. She found a new
deposit of RM 5000. And a line next to the record: 'This is the day I notice how much I've
loved you thru out all these years. How much happiness you've brought
me.’ They hugged and cried, putting the passbook back to the safe.

I don't know how much they saved .I believe the money did not matter
any more after they had gone thru all the good years in their life.

"When you fall, in any way, Don't see the place where you fell,
Instead see the place from where you slipped.
Life is about correcting mistakes."

Nice and touching story... Moral of the story, if things not happens as expected, before make any decision, please look back the path that you went through - it can tell you where you slipped

Yes, you are right... Most of the problems occur due to misunderstanding or no mutual understanding. To avoid this kind of issues, either one party must accept / understand... Fighting to each other will end up with nothing.

Life is short, so lets make each moments a memorable and enjoyable

to those who gonna married in future.. take note of this story.. may be it would one of the reason for ur happy life..

keep up ur good job people..

vicky

Well, "everybody" is gonna married in future.. so all of us should take note...

not to say so MR. Raj.. kaalam thaan ellavatrayum nirnayikum.. kanavugal mattume namathu urimai.. its my view..


vicky..

wow, i like your view....

btw, no need to call me as "Mr Raj" - just call my name, some more im the youngest here...

love is unconditional...
musnt regret over anything once we commit ourselves wit sum1...

10x Raj for support my view.. good day..

Well, nothing is "walking" here.. im just telling the fact.. so dont think too much... later your brain get tired

Well, i dont think we have member who 16 year old as this site is strictly for 18+

Im the youngest among guys... now you accept it?

Hey hey, just kidding ya... dont sad as you are old