LOVE & LIFE

This story tells us something about LOVE & LIFE.


My husband is S/W 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, 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, with a lighted cigarette at all times. 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 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 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 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...


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.


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 OUR LIFE