Saturday, November 8, 2008

Deteriorating or Improving?

A middle aged house wife stepped out of shower, look at the mirror very sadly for a long time, and started murmuring, “Oh, God, I am getting fat, my breast and abdomen starts sagging, I have more wrinkles on my face every day, I will need one size larger clothes, …” after some hours, she becomes angry at the husband, “I have been feeling miserable for so long, and you have no sympathy, you did not even say a word”.

The Husband had to silently ponder for quite a time, finally, he replied back, “It is not all that bad, at least your eye sight is progressively improving over the years.”

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