ONLY LOVE MATTERS
I recommend every married couple to read this story.
My
husband is an Engineer by profession, and I love the warm feeling when I lean
against his broad shoulders. Three years of courtship and now, two 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, 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?” 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,’n 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 color 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
continue 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. 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, not words… win arguments… !
