Life and Love

I read a touching story about Love and Life in one of the forward mails, it's meaningful and touching, so thought of sharing the story over here.

"My husband is an engineer by profession, I love him for his steady nature and I love the warm feeling when I lean against his broad shoulders.

Two years of courtship and now, five years into marriage, I would have to admit, that I am getting tired of it. The reasons of me loving him before, has now transformed into the cause of all my restlessness.

I am a sentimental woman and extremely sensitive when it comes to a relationship and my feelings. I yearn for the romantic moments, like a little girl yearning for candy. My husband is my complete opposite; his lack of sensitivity, and the inability of bringing romantic moments into our marriage has disheartened me about Love.

One day, I finally decided to tell him my decision, that I wanted a divorce. 'Why?' he asked and shocked. 'I am tired. There are no reasons for everything in the world!' I answered.

He kept silent the whole night, seemingly in deep thought. My feeling of disappointment only increased. Here was a man who was not able to even express his predicament, so what else could I expect from him?

And finally he asked me: 'What can I do to change your mind?' Somebody said it right. It's hard to change a person's personality, and I guess, I have started losing faith in him. Looking deep into his eyes, I slowly answered: 'Here is the question. If you can answer and convince my heart, I will change my mind. Let's say, I want a flower located on the face of a mountain cliff, and we both are sure that picking the flower will cause your death. Will you do it for me?' He said: 'I will give you your answer tomorrow.' My hopes just sank by listening to his response.

I woke up the next morning to find him gone, and saw a piece of paper with his scratchy handwriting underneath a milk glass, on the dining table near the front door, that goes...

My dear, 'I would not pick that flower for you, but please allow me to explain the reasons further...' This first line was already breaking my heart. I continued reading.

'When you use the computer you always mess up the software programs, and you cry in front of the screen. I have to save my fingers so that I can help to restore the programs.

You always leave the house keys behind, thus I have to save my legs torush home to open the door for you.

You love traveling but always lose your way in a new city. I have to save my eyes to show you the way.

You always have the cramps whenever your 'good friend' approaches every month. I have to save my palms so that I can calm the cramps in your tummy.

You like to stay indoors, and I worry that you will be infected by infantile autism. I have to save my mouth to tell you jokes andstories to cure your boredom.

You always stare at the computer, and that will do nothing good for your eyes. I have to save my eyes so that when we grow old, I can help to clip your nails and help to remove those annoying white hairs. So I can also hold your hand while strolling down the beach, as you enjoy the sunshine and the beautiful sand and tell you the colour of flowers, just like the colour of the glow on your young face.

Thus, my dear, unless I am sure that there is someone who loves you more than I do. I could not pick that flower yet, and die.'

My tears fell on the letter, and blurred the ink of his handwriting and as I continue on reading. 'Now, that you have finished reading my answer, and if you are satisfied, please open the front door for me, I am standing outside bringing your favorite bread and fresh milk.'

I rushed to pull open the door, and saw his anxious face, clutching tightly with his hands, the milk bottle and loaf of bread. Now I am very sure that no one will ever love me as much as he does,and I have decided to leave the flower alone."

The moral of this story:
When one is surrounded by love, the feeling of excitement fades away, and one tends to ignore the true love that lies in between the peace and dullness.

Love shows up in all forms; even in very small and cheeky forms. It has never been a model. It could be the dullest and most boring form.

Flowers and romantic moments are only used and appear on the surface of the relationship. Under all this, the pillar of true love stands. And that's Life.

The happiest people in the world are not those who have no problems, but those who learn to live with things that are less than perfect.

Love is not just between two lovers, husband and wife, it also encompass mother, father, siblings, sisters and brothers, friends and neighbors.

That's Life and Love.

Warmth in Relationship

Gotta a story from a forward mail, it's really worth reading, so thought of sharing this story with you guys.

"A boy was born to a couple after eleven years of marriage. They were a loving couple and the boy was the gem of their eyes.

When the boy was around two years old, one morning, the husband saw a medicine bottle open. He was late for office, so he asked his wife to cap the bottle and keep it in the cupboard. His wife, preoccupied in the kitchen totally forgot the matter.

The boy saw the bottle and playfully went to the bottle fascinated by its color and drank it all. It happened to be a poisonous medicine meant for adults in small dosages. When the child collapsed, the mother hurried him to the hospital. He died.

The mother was stunned! She was terrified how she was going to face her husband. When the distraught father came to the hospital and saw the dead child, he looked at his wife and uttered just five words, 'I am with you Darling'.

The husband's totally unexpected reaction is a proactive behavior. The child is dead. He can never be brought back to life. There is no point in finding fault with the mother. Besides, if only he had taken time to keep the bottle away, this would not have happened. No one is to be blamed. She had also lost her only child. What she needed at that moment was consolation and sympathy from the husband. That is what he gave her."

The moral of this story:
If everyone can look at life with this kind of perspective, there would be much fewer problems in the world. But how many of us can act like the husband?

A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step. So, take off all our envies, jealousies, unforgiveness, selfishness, and fears. And we will find things are actually not as difficult as we think.

Sometimes we spend time in asking who is responsible or whom to blame, whether in a relationship, in a job or with the people we know. By this way we miss out some warmth in human relationship.

It's not the will to win, but the will to prepare to win that makes the difference.

Fortune Cookie of Mine

Guess what message inside I get from a Fortune Cookie last night?

Well, for those who don't know what's Fortune Cookie, Fortune Cookie is a delicate, crisp cookie, which made from flour, sugar, butter, vanilla and milk, that baked around a fortune, a piece of paper with words or maybe a list of lucky numbers so called lottery numbers.

The message inside my Fortune Cookie - "Friend is a very rare jewel. They make you smile and encourage you to succeed."

Argg.. The message inside just making me missing my friends that I have long lost contact with them.

Yeah. Friend is a very rare jewel. They make me smile and encourage me to succeed. They lend an ear, they share a word of praise, and they always want to open their heart to me. Every little hello, every little smile, every little helping hand just conform me.

I don't know how our friendship happens or when it gets started, but I know you guys are the most precious gift god gave me! Thanks you guys for being part of my life and I will do always remember you guys and miss you guys!

Where's My Time?

Sorry for not updating my blog for a while. Have been so tired with work, social and date, there’s hardly to have enough time for me to surf blogs and write blogs, yet it's not mean that I'm giving up to write blogs.

I love blogs much, especially I could share some thoughts, some stories, while earning some pocket money through it. Although I can't earn much from my blog right now but I believe cents can be accumulated into a dollar, and a dollar can be accumulated into dollars, it's just take some times.

Cheers! Have a good day, everyone!