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Monday 1 October 2012

«*» RUKHSANA«*» You really need Retirement ????

Thanks / Regards
Shakeel Ahmed
Gravitation is not responsible for people falling in love
 You know what's coming but it's worth it!
 
 
 
  One day a man decided to retire...
 
He booked himself on a Caribbean cruise and proceeded to have the time of his life, that is, until the ship sank.
 
 

He soon found himself on an island with no other people, 
        no supplies, nothing, only bananas and coconuts.
 
 
 

After about four months, he is lying on the beach one day when 
the most gorgeous woman he has ever seen rows up to the shore.
 
 
In disbelief, he asks,"Where did you come from? 
How did you get here?" 


She replies, 
"I rowed over from the other side of the 
island where I landed when my cruise ship sank." 

"Amazing," he notes. "You were really lucky to 
have a row boat wash up with you." 
"Oh, this thing?" explains the woman."I made the boat 
out of some raw material I found on the island. The oars
were whittled from gum tree branches. I wove the bottom
from palm tree branches, and the sides and stern came
from a Eucalyptus tree."
 
"But, where did you get the tools?" 

"Oh, that was no problem," she replied. "On the south 
south side of the island, a very unusual stratum of 
alluvial rock is exposed. I found that if I fired it to a 
certain temperature in my kiln, it melted into ductile 
iron and I used that to make tools and used the tools 
to make the hardware." 

The guy is stunned. 

"Let's row over to my place," she says "and I'll give you
a tour." So, after a short time of rowing, she soon docks 
the boat at a small wharf. As the man looks to shore, he
nearly falls off the boat. Before him is a long stone walk
leading to a cabin and tree house.
 
 
 
While the woman ties up the row boat with an expertly 
woven hemp rope, the man can only stare ahead, dumb
struck.  As they walk into the house, she says casually, "It's not  much but I call it home.  Please sit down.  Would you  like a drink?" 


 
  "No, thank you!," the man blurts out, still dazed. "I can't take another drop of coconut juice."


"Oh, it's not coconut juice," winks the woman. "I have 
a still. How would you like a Tropical Spritz?"
 
Trying to hide his continued amazement, he accepts,  and they sit down on her couch to talk.  After they  exchange their individual survival stories, the woman  announces,"I'm going to slip into something more  comfortable. Would you like to take a shower and shave?  There's a razor in the bathroom cabinet upstairs." 

No longer questioning anything, he goes upstairs to  the bathroom. There, in the cabinet is a razor made  from a piece of tortoise bone. Two shells honed to a         hollow ground edge are fastened on to its end inside a swivel mechanism. 

"This woman is amazing," he muses. "What's next?" 

When he returns, she, smelling faintly of gardenias,  greets him wearing nothing but some small flowers  on tiny vines, each strategically positioned. She then beckons for him to sit down next to her. 

"Tell me," she begins suggestively, slithering closer  to him,"We've both been out here for many months. 
You must have been lonely. When was the last time 
you played around? She stares into his eyes. 

He can't believe what he's hearing.
 
"You mean..." he swallows excitedly as tears start to  form in his eyes, "You've built a Golf Course?" 









Thanks / Regards
Shakeel Ahmed
Gravitation is not responsible for people falling in love










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