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Saturday, May 21, 2005

I could not understand that..before now


Read the story below and tell me what do u think?



My boyfriend and I live together for years and he is an
Engineer by profession. I love him for his steadynature,
and I love the warm feeling when I lean against his broad shoulders.

Three months of courtship and now, two years engaged,
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.
Iam 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 boyfriend, is my complete opposite, his lack of sensitivity,
and the inability of bringing romantic moments into our relationship
has disheartened me about love.
One day,I finally decided to tell him my decision, that I wanted
to break up with him. "Why?"he asked, shocked. "I am tired, there
are no reasons for everything in the world!" I answered.
He kept silent the whole night, seems to be in deep thought with
a lighted cigarette at all times.
My feeling of disappointment only increased, here was a man who
can't even express his predicament, what else can I hope 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 : "Hereis 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 infront 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
to rush 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 and stories 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 color 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 conntinue on reading...
"Now, that you have finished reading my answer,
if you are satisfied,please open the front door for I am
standing outside bringing your favorite bread and fresh milk...
I rush 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...
That's life, and love. 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.

-true story


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Love shows up in all forms, even very small and cheeky forms,
it has never been a model, it could be the most dull and 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 our life...

Love,is not words win arguments...

5 Comments:

Blogger S.G. said...

........
hmmmm ... lucky people find such loving souls... nice to read it though...

9:14 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

See the post on Light Within and do the list there.

9:24 PM  
Blogger -bubwit said...

OK!!!!!intresting chain posts!well i'm gona post it..

9:51 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Hey friend.I'd be more than willing to help u decide what cat breed to get.Theres a whole bunch of awesome cats really. If you're too lazy to groom, then go for short haired cats.Do you prefer a sm,medium or large breed?Do u have a breed in mind you're considering?Let me know so i can give my inputs:)

-NV-

6:36 AM  
Blogger S.G. said...

thanks... :) exchange..!!!
it sure was nice to read other stories as well... nice blog really

10:41 AM  

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