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Message: <blockquote data-quote="rith" data-source="post: 4511240" data-attributes="member: 21277"><p><span style="color: Blue"><span style="font-size: 15px">Sanjay, a rich guy, loved fast cars and he did have a few in his possession.</span></span></p><p><span style="color: Blue"><span style="font-size: 15px"></span></span></p><p><span style="color: Blue"><span style="font-size: 15px">He loved to speed and could not be bothered about breaking speed limits.</span></span></p><p><span style="color: Blue"><span style="font-size: 15px"></span></span></p><p><span style="color: Blue"><span style="font-size: 15px">Many a times he was caught by the cops and speed radars, fined, but still he never bothered until...... </span></span></p><p><span style="color: Blue"><span style="font-size: 15px"></span></span></p><p><span style="color: Blue"><span style="font-size: 15px">One day as he was driving at a very high speed as usual, he saw a cop following him.</span></span></p><p><span style="color: Blue"><span style="font-size: 15px"></span></span></p><p><span style="color: Blue"><span style="font-size: 15px">The cop overtook him finally and asked him to stop and checked his license. </span></span></p><p><span style="color: Blue"><span style="font-size: 15px"></span></span></p><p><span style="color: Blue"><span style="font-size: 15px"></span></span></p><p><span style="color: Blue"><span style="font-size: 15px">He then took out his pad and started Writing, and then handed over the sheet of paper to Sanjay. </span></span></p><p><span style="color: Blue"><span style="font-size: 15px"></span></span></p><p><span style="color: Blue"><span style="font-size: 15px">How much was this one going to cost?!!!</span></span></p><p><span style="color: Blue"><span style="font-size: 15px"></span></span></p><p><span style="color: Blue"><span style="font-size: 15px">Wait a minute.</span></span></p><p><span style="color: Blue"><span style="font-size: 15px"></span></span></p><p><span style="color: Blue"><span style="font-size: 15px">What was this???? Some kind of joke? Certainly not a ticket.</span></span></p><p><span style="color: Blue"><span style="font-size: 15px"></span></span></p><p><span style="color: Blue"><span style="font-size: 15px">Sanjay began to read:</span></span></p><p><span style="color: Blue"><span style="font-size: 15px"></span></span></p><p><span style="color: Blue"><span style="font-size: 15px"><span style="color: DarkOrchid">"Dear Sanjay,</span></span></span></p><p><span style="color: Blue"><span style="font-size: 15px"><span style="color: DarkOrchid"></span></span></span></p><p><span style="color: Blue"><span style="font-size: 15px"><span style="color: DarkOrchid">Once upon a time I had a lovely daughter. She was six when killed by a car. </span></span></span></p><p><span style="color: Blue"><span style="font-size: 15px"><span style="color: DarkOrchid"></span></span></span></p><p><span style="color: Blue"><span style="font-size: 15px"><span style="color: DarkOrchid">You guessed it - a speeding driver's car. A fine and three months in jail, and the man was free. Free to hug his three daughters.</span></span></span></p><p><span style="color: Blue"><span style="font-size: 15px"><span style="color: DarkOrchid"></span></span></span></p><p><span style="color: Blue"><span style="font-size: 15px"><span style="color: DarkOrchid">I only had one, and I'm going to have to wait until Heaven, before I can ever hug her again. </span></span></span></p><p><span style="color: Blue"><span style="font-size: 15px"><span style="color: DarkOrchid"></span></span></span></p><p><span style="color: Blue"><span style="font-size: 15px"><span style="color: DarkOrchid">A thousand times I've tried to forgive that man. A thousand times I thought I had. Maybe I did, but I need to do it again.</span></span></span></p><p><span style="color: Blue"><span style="font-size: 15px"><span style="color: DarkOrchid"></span></span></span></p><p><span style="color: Blue"><span style="font-size: 15px"><span style="color: DarkOrchid">Even now. Pray for me.. And be careful, Sanjay, my son is all I have left."</span></span></span></p><p><span style="color: Blue"><span style="font-size: 15px"><span style="color: DarkOrchid"></span></span></span></p><p><span style="color: Blue"><span style="font-size: 15px"><span style="color: DarkOrchid">Sanjay turned around in time to see the cop's car pull away and head down the road. He watched until it disappeared. A full 15 minutes later, he too, pulled away and drove slowly home, praying for forgiveness and hugging a surprised wife and kids when he arrived. </span></span></span></p><p><span style="color: Blue"><span style="font-size: 15px"><span style="color: Red"><span style="font-size: 18px">Life is precious. Handle it with care</span></span>.</span></span></p></blockquote><p></p>

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