Bahawa sesungguhnya tidak mustahil jika kejayaan / kekayaan kita selama ini... adalah dari berkat doa org lain!!!!(sebuah renungan)Sebuah kapal karam di tengah laut kerana dipukul badai dan ombak hebat.Hanya dua orang lelaki yang berjaya menyelamatkan diri dan berenang ke sebuah pulau kecil yang gersang.
Dua orang yang selamat itu tak tahu apa yang harus dilakukan. Namun, mereka berdua yakin bahwa tidak ada yang dapat dilakukan kecuali berdoa.
Untuk mengetahui doa siapakah yang paling dikabulkan, mereka sepakat untukmembahagi pulau kecil itu menjadi dua wilayah. Dan mereka tinggal sendiri sendiri berseberangan di dua sisi pulau tersebut.
Doa pertama mereka panjatkan, mereka memohon agar diturunkan makanan. Esok harinya, lelaki A melihat sebuah pohon penuh dengan buah-buahan tumbuh di sisi tempat tinggalnya. Sedangkan di daerah tempat tinggal lelaki B tetap kosong. Seminggu kemudian, lelaki yang ke satu merasa kesepian dan memutuskan untuk berdoa agar diberikan seorang isteri.
Keesokan harinya, ada kapal yang karam dan satu-satunya penumpang yang selamat adalah seorang wanita yang berenang dan terdampar di sisi tempat lelaki A itu tinggal. Sedangkan di sisi tempat tinggal lelaki B tetap saja tidak ada apa-apa.
Segera saja, lelaki ke satu ini berdoa memohon rumah, pakaian dan makanan. Keesokan harinya, seperti keajaiban saja, semua yang diminta hadir untuknya. Sedangkan lelaki B tetap saja tidak mendapatkan apa-apa. Akhirnya, lelaki ke satu ini berdoa meminta kapal agar dia dan isterinya dapat meninggalkan pulau itu. Pagi harinya mereka menemukan sebuah kapal tertambat disisi pantainya. Segera saja lelaki A tersebut dan isterinya naik ke atas kapal dan siap-siap untuk berlayar meninggalkan pulau itu.
Ia pun memutuskan untuk meninggalkan lelaki B yang tinggal di sisi lain pulau. Menurutnya, memang lelaki kedua itu tidak layak menerima barkah tersebut kerana doa-doanya tak pernah terkabulkan. Begitu kapal siap berangkat, lelaki A ini mendengar suara dari langit menggema, "Hai, mengapa engkau meninggalkan rakanmu yang ada di sisi lain pulau ini?"
"Barkahku hanyalah milikku sendiri, kerana hanya doa akulah yang dikabulkan,"jawab lelaki A ini. Doa lelaki temanku itu tak satupun dikabulkan. Maka, ia tak layak mendapatkan apa-apa." " Kau salah ! " suara itu membentak tinggi" Tahukah kau bahwa rakanmu itu hanya memiliki satu doa.
Dan, semua doanya terkabulkan. Bila tidak, maka kau takkan mendapatkan apa-apa. "" Katakan padaku " tanya lelaki A itu." Doa macam apa yang ia panjatkan sehingga aku harus merasa berhutang atas semua ini padanya?"" Ia berdoa agar semua doamu dikabulkan ! "
Tuesday, October 05, 2004
Angels
Two traveling angels stopped to spend the night in the home of a wealthy family. The family was rude and refused to let the angels stay in the mansion's guest room. Instead the angels were given a space in the cold basement. As they made their bed on the hard floor, the older angel saw a hole in the wall and repaired it. When the younger angel asked why, the older angel replied..." Things aren't always what they seem".The next night the pair comes to rest at the house of a very poor, but very hospitable farmer and his wife. After sharing what little food they had, the couple let the angels sleep in their bed where they could have a good night's rest. When the sun came up the next morning the angels found the farmer and his wife in tears. Their only cow, whose milk had been their sole income, lay dead in the field.The younger angel was infuriated and asked the older angel "how could you have let this happen? The first man had everything, yet you helped him", she accused. "The second family had little but was willing to share everything, and you let their cow die. "Things aren't always what they seem", the older angel replied."When we stayed in the basement of the mansion, I noticed there was gold stored in that hole in the wall. Since the owner was so obsessed with greed and unwilling to share his good fortune, I sealed the wall so he wouldn't find it. Then last night as we slept in the farmer's bed, the angel of death came for his wife. I gave her the cow instead. Things aren't always what they seem".Sometimes this is exactly what happens when things don't turn out the way they should. If you have faith, you just need to trust that every outcome is always to your advantage. You might not know it until some time later. Think about this:
Should you find it hard to get to sleep tonight; just remember the homeless family who has no bed to lie in.Should you find yourself stuck in traffic; don't despair. There are people in this world for which driving is an unheard of privilege.Should you have a bad day at work; think of the man who has been out of work for the last three months.Should you despair over a relationship gone bad; think of the person who has never known what it's like to love and be loved in return.Should you grieve the passing of another weekend; think of the woman in dire straits, working twelve hours a day, seven days a week, for $15.00 to feed her family.Should you car break down, leaving you miles away from assistance; think of the paraplegic who would love the opportunity to take that walk.Should you notice a new grey hair in the mirror; think of the cancer patient in chemo who wishes she had hair to examine.Should you find yourself at a loss and pondering what is life all about, asking "what is my purpose", Be thankful, there are those who didn't live long enough to get the opportunity.Should you find yourself the victim of other people's bitterness, ignorance, smallness or insecurities; Remember, things could be worse. You could be them!!!Should you decide to send this to a friend; you might brighten someone's day!
Should you find it hard to get to sleep tonight; just remember the homeless family who has no bed to lie in.Should you find yourself stuck in traffic; don't despair. There are people in this world for which driving is an unheard of privilege.Should you have a bad day at work; think of the man who has been out of work for the last three months.Should you despair over a relationship gone bad; think of the person who has never known what it's like to love and be loved in return.Should you grieve the passing of another weekend; think of the woman in dire straits, working twelve hours a day, seven days a week, for $15.00 to feed her family.Should you car break down, leaving you miles away from assistance; think of the paraplegic who would love the opportunity to take that walk.Should you notice a new grey hair in the mirror; think of the cancer patient in chemo who wishes she had hair to examine.Should you find yourself at a loss and pondering what is life all about, asking "what is my purpose", Be thankful, there are those who didn't live long enough to get the opportunity.Should you find yourself the victim of other people's bitterness, ignorance, smallness or insecurities; Remember, things could be worse. You could be them!!!Should you decide to send this to a friend; you might brighten someone's day!
The Other Woman
After 21 years of marriage, I discovered a new way of keeping alive the spark of love. A little while ago I had started to go out with another woman. It was really my wife's idea. "I know that you love her," she said one day, taking me by surprise. "But I love YOU," I protested. "I know, but you also love her." The other woman that my wife wanted me to visit was my mother, who has been a widow for 19 years, but the demands of my work and my three children had made it possible to visit her only occasionally. Thatnight I called to invite her to go out for dinner and a movie."What's wrong, are you well," she asked? My mother is the type of woman who suspects that a late night call or a surprise invitation is a sign of bad news. "I thought that it would be pleasant to pass some timewith you, "I responded. "Just the two of us." She thought about it for a moment then said "I would like that very much."That Friday after work, as I drove over to pick her up I was a bit nervous. When I arrived at her house, I noticed that she, too, seemed to be nervous about our date. She waited in the door with her coat on. She had curled her hair and was wearing the dress that she had worn to celebrate her last wedding anniversary. She smiled from a face that was as radiant as an angel's. "I told my friends that I was going to go out with my son, and they were impressed," she said, as she got into the car. "They can't wait to hear about our meeting".We went to a restaurant that, although notelegant, was very nice and cozy. My mother took my arm as if she were the First Lady. After we sat down, I had to read the menu. Her eyes could only read large print. Half way through the entree, I lifted my eyes and saw Mom sitting there staring at me.A nostalgic smile was on her lips. "It was I who used to have to read the menu when you were small!", she said. "Then it's time that you relax and let me return the favor," I responded. During the dinner we had an agreeable conversation - nothing extraordinary - but catching up on recent events of each others life.We talked so much that we missed the movie. As we arrived at her house later, she said "I'll go out with you again, but only if you let me invite you". I agreed."How was your dinner date?" asked my wife when I got home. "Very nice. Much more so than I could have imagined," I answered. A few day s later my mother died of a massive heart attack. It happened so suddenly that I didn't have a chance to do anything for her. Some time later, I received an envelope with a copy of a restaurant receipt from the same place mother and I had dined.An attached note said: "I paid this bill inadvance. I was almost sure that I couldn't be here but, never-the-less, I paid for two plates - one for you and the other for your wife.You will never know what that night meant for me. I love you."At that moment I understood the importance of saying, in time: "I LOVE YOU" and to give our loved ones the time that they deserve. Nothing in life is more important than your family. Give them the time they deserve, because these things cannot be put off to "some other time".
FAMILYAre you aware that if we die tomorrow, thecompany that we are working for could easily replace us in a matter of days. But the family we left behind wil l feel the loss for the rest of their lives. And come to think of it, we pour ourselves more into workthan into our own family, an unwise investment indeed, don't you think? So what is behind the story? Do you know what the word FAMILY means? FAMILY = (F)ATHER (A)ND (M)OTHER (I) (L)OVE (Y)OU
FAMILYAre you aware that if we die tomorrow, thecompany that we are working for could easily replace us in a matter of days. But the family we left behind wil l feel the loss for the rest of their lives. And come to think of it, we pour ourselves more into workthan into our own family, an unwise investment indeed, don't you think? So what is behind the story? Do you know what the word FAMILY means? FAMILY = (F)ATHER (A)ND (M)OTHER (I) (L)OVE (Y)OU
The Power Of A Song
A Special Story Like any good mother, when Karen found out that another baby was on the way, she did what she could to help her 3-year-old son, Michael, prepare for a new sibling. They found out that the new baby was going be a girl, and day after day, night after night, Michael sang to his sister in Mommy's tummy. He was building a bond of love with his little sister before he even met her. The pregnancy progressed normally for Karen. In time, the labor pains came. Soon it was every five minutes, every three, every minute. But serious complications arose during delivery and Karen found herself in hours of labor. Would a C-section be required? Finally, after a long struggle, Michael's little sister was born. But she was in very serious condition. With a siren howling in the night, the ambulance rushed the infant to the neonatal intensive care unit at Mary's Hospital, Knoxville, Tennessee. The days inched by. The little girl got worse. The pediatrician had to tell the parents there is very little hope. Be prepared for the worst. Karen and her husband contacted a local cemetery about a burial plot. They had fixed up a special room in their house for their new baby but now they found themselves having to plan for a funeral. Michael, however, kept begging his parents to let him see his sister. "I want to sing to her", he kept saying. Week two in intensive care looked as if a funeral would come before the week was over. Michael kept nagging about singing to his sister, but kids are never allowed in Intensive Care. Karen decided to take Michael whether they liked it or not. If he didn't see his sister right then, he may never see her alive. She dressed him in an oversized scrub suit and marched him into ICU. He looked like a walking laundry basket. The head nurse recognized him as a child and bellowed, "Get that kid out of here now. No children are allowed." The mother rose up strong in Karen, and the usually mild-mannered lady glared steel-eyed right into the head nurse's face, her lips a firm line, "He is not leaving until he sings to his sister" she stated. Then Karen towed Michael to his sister's bedside. He gazed at the tiny infant losing the battle to live. After a moment, he began to sing. In the pure-hearted voice of a 3-year-old, Michael sang: "You are my sunshine, my only sunshine, you make me happy when skies are gray." Instantly the baby girl seemed to respond. The pulses rate began to calm down and become steady. "Keep on singing, Michael," encouraged Karen with tears in her eyes. "You never know, dear, how much I love you, please don't take my sunshine away." As Michael sang to his sister, the baby's ragged, strained breathing became as smooth as a kitten's purr. "Keep on singing, sweetheart." "The other night, dear, as I lay sleeping, I dreamed I held you in my arms". Michael's little sister began to relax as rest, healing rest, seemed to sweep over her. "Keep on singing, Michael." Tears had now conquered the face of the bossy head nurse. Karen glowed. "You are my sunshine, my only sunshine. Please don't take my sunshine away..." The next, day...the very next day...the little girl was well enough to go home. Woman's Day Magazine called it The Miracle of a Brother's Song. The medical staff just called it a miracle. Karen called it a miracle of God's love. NEVER GIVE UP ON THE PEOPLE YOU LOVE. LOVE IS SO INCREDIBLY POWERFUL.
Tale As Old As Time
It's a touching story and its true though we leave together for so many years and yet we don't understand each other well. We must learn to be more appreciative than complaining and comparing. Correct? Read on.........and u be the judge for the moral of the story.......... ***************************** One fine day, an old couple around the age of 70, walks into a lawyer's office. Apparently, they are there to file a divorce. Lawyer was very puzzled, after having a chat with them, he got their story.... This couple had been quarreling all their 40 over yrs of marriage, nothing ever seems to go right. They hang on coz of their children, afraid that it might affect their up-bringing. Now, all their children have already grown up, have their own family, there's nothing else the old couple have to worry about, all they wanted is to lead their own life free from all these years of unhappiness from their marriage, so both agree on a divorce.... Lawyer was having a hard time trying to get the papers done, because he felt that after 40 years of marriage at the age of 70, he couldn't understand why the old couple would still wants a divorce...while they were signing the papers, the wife told the husband.."I really love u, but i really can't carry on anymore, I'm sorry.." "its o.k, i understand.." said the husband. Looking at this, the lawyer suggested a dinner together, just 3 of them, wife thought, why not, since they r still gonna be frends.. At the dining table, there was a silence of awkwardness. The first dish was roasted chicken, immediately, the old man took the drumstick for the old lady.. "take this, its your favourite.." lookin at this, the lawyer thought maybe there's still a chance, but the wife was frowning when she answer.." This is always the problem, u always think so highly of yourself, never thought about how i feel, don't u know that i hate drumsticks?" Little did she know that, over the years, the husband has been trying all ways to please her, little did she know that drumstick was the husband's favorite. Little did he know that she never thought he understand her at all, little did he know that she hates drummsticks even though all he wants is the best for her. That night, both of them couldn't sleep, toss and turn, toss and turn. After hours, the old man couldn't take it anymore, he knows that he still loves her, and he can't carry on life without her, he wants her back, he wants to tell her, he is sorry, he wanted to tell her "i love u"... He picks up the phone, started dialing her number....ringing never stops.. he never stops dialing. On the other side, she was sad, she couldn't understand how come after all these years, he still doesn't understand her at all. she loves him a lot, but she just can't take it anymore... phone's ringing, she refuses to answer, knowing that its him..."what's the point of talking now that its over...i have ask for it and now i wanna keep it this way, if not i will lose face.."she thought...still ringing...she has decided to pull out the cord... Little did she remember, he has heart problems... The next day, she received news that he had passed away...she rushed down to his apartment, saw his body, lying on the couch still holding on to the phone...he had a heart attack when he was still trying to get thru' her phone line.... As sad as she could be...she will have to clear his belongings...when she was looking through the drawers, she saw this insurance policy, dated from the day they got married, beneficiary of cause its her...together in that file, there's this note... "To my dearest wife, by the time u r reading this, i'm sure i'm no longer around, I bought this policy for u. thou the amount is only $100k, i hope it will be able to help me continue my promise that i have made when we got married. I might not be around anymore, i want this amount of money to continue taking care of u, just like the way i will if i could have live longer. I want u to know i will always be around, by your side...i love u" Tears flowed like river......
When u love someone, let them know...
You never know what will happen the next min....
Learn to build a life together...
Learn to love each other..........
for who they are..not what they are...
When u love someone, let them know...
You never know what will happen the next min....
Learn to build a life together...
Learn to love each other..........
for who they are..not what they are...
The lion, rats, snake and the honey comb - a beautiful story
I heard the following story from a pious brother. Hopefully, this story will be beneficial for everyone, Inshallah. Once a man saw in his dream, that a lion was chasing him. The man ran to a tree, climbed on to it and sat on a branch. He looked down and saw that the lion was still there waiting for him. The man then looked to his side where the branch he was sitting on was attached to the tree and saw that two rats were circling around and eating the branch. One rat was black and the other one was white. The branch would fall on the ground very soon. The man then looked below again with fear and discovered that a big black snake had come and settled directly under him. The snake opened its mouth right under the man so that he will fall into it. The man then looked up to see if there was anything that he could hold on to. He saw another branch with a honeycomb. Drops of honey were falling from it. The man wanted to taste one of the drops. So, he put his tongue out and tasted one of the fallen drops of honey. The honey was amazing in taste. So, he wanted to taste another drop. As he did, he got lost into the sweetness of the honey. Meanwhile, he forgot about the two rats eating his branch away, the lion on the ground and the snake that is sitting right under him. After a while, he woke up from his sleep. To get the meaning behind this dream, the man went to a a pious scholar of Islam. The scholar said "The lion you saw is your death. It always chases you and goes where ever you go. The two rats, one black and one white, are the night and the day. Black one is the night and the white one is the day. They circle around, coming one after another, to eat your time as they take you closer to death. The big black snake with a dark mouth is your grave. It's there, just waiting for you to fall into it. The honeycomb is this world and the sweet honey is the luxaries of this world. We like to taste a drop of the luxaries of this world but it's very sweet. Then we taste another drop and yet another. Meanwhile, we get lost into it and we forget about our time, we forget about our death and we forget about our graves." May Allah wake us up from the sleep and save us before it's too late
Quality of Time
"A man came home from work late again, tired and iirritated,to find his 5-year old son waiting for him at the door."Daddy, may I ask you a question?""Yeah, sure, what is it?" replied the man."Daddy, how much money do you make an hour?""That's none of your business. What makes you asksuch a thing?" the man said angrily."I just want to know. Please tell me,how much do you make an hour?" pleaded the little boy."If you must know, I make $20.00 an hour.""Oh," the little boy replied, head bowed.Looking up, he said, "Daddy, may I borrow $10.00 please?"The father was furious."If the only reason you wanted to know how much money I make is just so you can borrow some to buy a silly toy or some other nonsense,then you march yourself straight to your room and go to bed. Think about why you're being so selfish. I work long, hard hours everyday and don't have time for such childish games."The little boy quietly went to his room and shut the door. The man sat down and started to get even madder about the little boy's questioning. How dare he ask such questions only to get some money.After an hour or so, the man had calmed down, and started to think he may have been a little hard on his son. Maybe there was something he really needed to buy with that $10.00 and he really didn't ask for money very often.The man went to the door of the little boy's room and opened the door."Are you asleep son?" he asked."No daddy, I'm awake," replied the boy."I've been thinking, may be I was too hard on you earlier," said the man."It's been a long day and I took my aggravation out on you. Here's that $10.00 you asked for."The little boy sat straight up, beaming. "Oh, thank you daddy" he yelled.Then, reaching under his pillow, he pulled out some more crumpled up bills.The man, seeing that the boy already had money, started to get angry again. The little boy slowly counted out his money, then looked up at the man."Why did you want more money if you already had some?" the father grumbled."Because I didn't have enough, but now I do," the little boy replied."Daddy, I have $20.00 now. Can I buy an hour of your time?"
Moral of the story :
Share these stories with someone you like....... but even better, share $20.00 worth of time with someone you love......... just a short reminder to all of us working so hard for our living. However, let us not let time slip through our fingers without having spent some quality time with those who really matter to us.
Moral of the story :
Share these stories with someone you like....... but even better, share $20.00 worth of time with someone you love......... just a short reminder to all of us working so hard for our living. However, let us not let time slip through our fingers without having spent some quality time with those who really matter to us.
A Love Story
Something to think about...
Once upon a time, there was an islandwhere all the feelings lived; happiness,sadness, knowledge, and all the others,including love.One day, it was announced to all of thefeelings, that the island was going tosink to the bottom of the ocean. So allof the feelings prepared their boats toleave. Love was the only one that stayed.She wanted to preserve the island until the lastpossible moment.When the island was almost totally underwater, love decided it was time to leave.She began looking for someone to ask forhelp.Just then, 'Richness' was passing by in agrand boat.Love asked, "Richness, can I come withyou on your boat?" Richness answered,"I'm sorry, but there is a lot of silverand gold on my boat and there would be noroom for you anywhere."Then Love decided to ask 'Vanity' forhelp, who was passing in a beautifulvessel.Love cried out, "Vanity, help meplease." "I can't help you", Vanity said,"You are all wet, and will damage mybeautiful boat."Next, Love saw 'Sadness' passing by. Lovesaid, " Sadness, please let me go withyou." Sadness answered, "Love, I'm sorry,but, I just need to be alone now."Then, Love saw 'Happiness'.Love criedout, "Happiness, please take me withyou." But Happiness was so overjoyed,that he didn't hear Love calling to him.Love began to cry. Then, she heard avoice saying, "Come Love, I will take youwith me." It was an old man. Love felt soblessed and overjoyed, that she forgot toask the old man his name.When they arrived on land, the old manwent on his way. Love realized how muchshe owed the old man.Love then found 'Knowledge' and asked,"Who was it that helped me?""It was Time", Knowledge answered. "Butwhy did Time help me when no one elsewould?", Love asked. Knowledge smiled andwith deep wisdom and sincerity, answered,"Because only Time is capable ofunderstanding how great Love is."
Once upon a time, there was an islandwhere all the feelings lived; happiness,sadness, knowledge, and all the others,including love.One day, it was announced to all of thefeelings, that the island was going tosink to the bottom of the ocean. So allof the feelings prepared their boats toleave. Love was the only one that stayed.She wanted to preserve the island until the lastpossible moment.When the island was almost totally underwater, love decided it was time to leave.She began looking for someone to ask forhelp.Just then, 'Richness' was passing by in agrand boat.Love asked, "Richness, can I come withyou on your boat?" Richness answered,"I'm sorry, but there is a lot of silverand gold on my boat and there would be noroom for you anywhere."Then Love decided to ask 'Vanity' forhelp, who was passing in a beautifulvessel.Love cried out, "Vanity, help meplease." "I can't help you", Vanity said,"You are all wet, and will damage mybeautiful boat."Next, Love saw 'Sadness' passing by. Lovesaid, " Sadness, please let me go withyou." Sadness answered, "Love, I'm sorry,but, I just need to be alone now."Then, Love saw 'Happiness'.Love criedout, "Happiness, please take me withyou." But Happiness was so overjoyed,that he didn't hear Love calling to him.Love began to cry. Then, she heard avoice saying, "Come Love, I will take youwith me." It was an old man. Love felt soblessed and overjoyed, that she forgot toask the old man his name.When they arrived on land, the old manwent on his way. Love realized how muchshe owed the old man.Love then found 'Knowledge' and asked,"Who was it that helped me?""It was Time", Knowledge answered. "Butwhy did Time help me when no one elsewould?", Love asked. Knowledge smiled andwith deep wisdom and sincerity, answered,"Because only Time is capable ofunderstanding how great Love is."
Very touching story
I have a BOYFRIEND who GREW UP with ME.HIS NAME is JIN. I ALWAYS thought of him as a 'FRIEND'... UNTIL LAST YEAR-- when we went to a trip from a club--and I found that I FELL IN LOVE with him ... BEFORE that trip was OVER, I took a STEP and CONFESSED my LOVE for him. And SOON--we became A PAIR of LOVER; BUT--we LOVED each other inDIFFERENT ways ;\ I ALWAYS concentrated on HIM ONLY <3O But BY HIS SIDE--there were SO MANY other girls. To me, he was the ONLY ONE--but to HIM, maybe I was ' JUST ANOTHER GIRL' ;
"JIN... Do you want to go watch a movie?" I asked.
JIN: "I can't."
"Why?--You need to study at home " I felt disappointment GRABBING me.
JIN: "NO--I am going to meet A FRIEND... "
He was ALWAYS like THAT. He met GIRLS--IN FRONT OF ME... Like it was NOTHING. To HIM... I was 'JUST A GIRLFRIEND'. The word 'LOVE' ONLY came out from MY mouth. Since I KNEW him--I had NEVER heard him say 'I LOVE YOU' before. To US... there weren't ANY anniversaries AT ALL. He DIDN'T say ANYTHING from the FIRST DAY and it continued until 100 days... 200 days... EVERY DAY--BEFORE we say 'GOODBYE'--he would just HAND ME a DOLL... EVERY DAY---without fail... and I don't know why.
Then ONE DAY...
Me: Um, Jin, I...
JIN: What? Don't drag, just say...
Me: I LOVE YOU.
JIN: You... Um, just take THIS DOLL and GO HOME. That was HOW he IGNORED my'THREE WORDS' and handed me THE DOLL. Then he DISAPPEARED--like he was RUNNING AWAY. THE DOLLS I received from him EVER day-- FILLED my room... ONE by ONE... There were MANY. Then ONE DAY came... My 15th BIRTHDAY. When I got up in the morning... I'PICTURED a PARTY'--WITH HIM. And STRANDED MYSELF in my room--WAITING for his call. But LUNCH passed... DINNER passed... and SOON--the sky was DARK ; ( He STILL didn't call. It was ALREADY TIRING to LOOK at the phone anymore. Then around 2AM... in the MORNING! --he suddenly CALLED ME and woke me from my sleep ;] He told me to COME OUT of the house .Still... I felt JOY and I RAN OUT happily
Me: JIN
JIN: HERE... take this--
AGAIN--he handed me A LITTLE DOLL.
Me: What's THIS?
JIN: I didn't give it to you YESTERDAY, so I am givingit to you NOW.
I'm going home now. Bye.
Me: WAIT... WAIT!! ;O Do you KNOW what TODAY is?
JIN: TODAY HUH?
I felt SO sad. I THOUGHT he would REMEMBER MY BIRTHDAY. He turned around and WALKED AWAY... Like NOTHING had happened. Then I shouted: WAIT!!!!! ;O
JIN: You have something to say?
Me: Tell me... TELL ME you love me?
JIN: What?!
Me: TELL ME... !!! I put my PATHETIC self behind and CLUNG ON to him.
But he just said simple COLD WORDS--and LEFT.
JIN: "I don't want to say that I 'LOVE SOMEONE' SO EASILY.
If you are DESPERATE to hear it--then find SOMEONE ELSE."
That was WHAT he said--then he RAN off. My legs felt NUMB and I COLLAPSED to the ground... ' He dIDN'T want to say it EASILY --How COULD HE?'I FELT THAT Maybe he IS NOT the right guy for me... ? After that day... I STRANDED MYSELF at home CRYING--just CRYING. he DIDN'T call me... although I was WAITING. He just CONTINUED handing me 'A LITTLE DOLL'--EVERY morning OUTSIDE my house. That's how 'THOSE DOLLS' piled up in my room... EVERY DAY. After a month--I got MYSELF TOGETHER and went to school.
But what made the PAIN resurface was that I saw him on a street with ANOTHER girl He had a SMILE on his face... One that he NEVER showed ME as he touched THE DOLL he held in his hands. I ran STRAIGHT back home and looked at the DOLLS in my room. And TEARS fell... 'WHY did he GIVE these to me .THOSE DOLLS are probably picked out by some OTHER girls!' In a fit of anger--I THREW the DOLLS around. Then SUDDENLY... the phone RANG--It was HIM. He told me to COME OUT to the BUS STOP... OUTSIDE my house. I tried to calm myself down and WALKED to the BUS STOP. I kept REMINDING myself that I AM GOING TO FORGET HIM. That it's going to END. Then he came into MY SIGHT...
holding a BIG DOLL.
JIN: JO... I thought you were PISSED.
You really came... ? I COULDN'T HELP HATING him--acting like
NOTHING had happened and JOKING AROUND. Soon, he held out
THE DOLL as usual...
Me: I DON'T need it.
JIN: What Why? I GRABBED THE DOLL from his hands AND
THREW IT ON THE ROAD.
Me: I DON'T NEED THIS DOLL!--I DON'T need it ANY MORE!! ;O
I DON'T want to see a PERSON LIKE YOU AGAIN!!!! ;*O
I spitted out ALL the words that were INSIDE me.
But UNLIKE other days, his EYES were VERY SHAKING.
"I'm SORRY... " He apologized, in a tiny voice. He THEN walked
OVER to the road to PICK UP THE DOLL.
Me: You STUPID! ;O WHY are you picking up the DOLL??!
Just THROW it AWAY!!!!! ;O But he just IGNORED ME and went to pick up the DOLL... THEN-- HONK! HONK! With a LOUD HONK--a BIG truck was heading towards him ;O "JIN!!!!!!!!!! MOVE!!! MOVE AWAY!!!!" I shouted. But he DIDN'T hear me. He squatted down and picked up THE DOLL.
"JIN!--MOVE!!!!" HONK!!!!!!! "BOOM!" That SOUND... SO terrifying. That's HOW he went AWAY from ME. That's HOW he went AWAY... Without even OPENING his eyes to say ONE WORD to me. After that day... I had to go through EVERY DAY with GUILT and the SADNESS of LOSING HIM... And AFTER spending TWO MONTHS like a CRAZY PERSON--I took out... THE DOLLS. Those were THE ONLY gifts he LEFT ME, since the day we STARTED
GOING OUT. I remembered the days I spent WITH HIM and started to COUNT the dayswhen we were IN LOVE... "One... two... three... " That was HOW I started to count the DOLLS. "FOUR HUNDRED and EIGHTY FOUR... Four hundred AND eighty five--" It all ended with 485 DOLLS. I THEN started to CRY again--with the DOLLS in my ARMS. I hugged it TIGHTLY. Then SUDDENLY... "I LOVE YOU--I LOVE YOU--" I DROPPED THE DOLLS--SHOCKED "I... Love, YOU "---- I PICKED UP the DOLLS and PRESSED its stomachs. "I LOVE YOU! I LOVE YOU!" It CAN'T BE! I PRESSED ALL the DOLLS' STOMACHS as it PILED on the SIDE. "I love you!" "I love you!" "I love you!" Those WORDS came out NON-STOP. 'I love you?' 'Why didn't I REALIZE that?' That HIS HEART was ALWAYS by MY SIDE--PROTECTING ME. Why didn't I REALIZE that he LOVES me THIS much? I took out THE DOLL under the bed... and pressed its stomach--THAT.. was THE LAST DOLL... the one that FELLon the road. It had his BLOOD STAIN on it. The VOICE came out... the ONE that I was MISSING so much! "JO!!! Do you KNOW what today is??! We've been LOVING each other for 486 DAYS... Do you KNOW what 486 IS?-- I COULDN'T say I LOVE YOU... Um... Since I was TOO SHY -- If you FORGIVE ME and TAKE THIS DOLL, I WILL SAY that I LOVE YOU EVERY DAY... till I die--JO -- I LOVE YOU." The tears came FLOWING out of me...
'WHY ? Why?!' I asked. 'GOD... WHY do I only know about ALLTHIS--NOW??!' He CAN'T BE by my SIDE--but he LOVED ME until his LAST MINUTE. For THAT... And FOR THAT REASON--to me, it became COURAGE to LIVE a BEAUTIFUL LIFE... ...
"JIN... Do you want to go watch a movie?" I asked.
JIN: "I can't."
"Why?--You need to study at home " I felt disappointment GRABBING me.
JIN: "NO--I am going to meet A FRIEND... "
He was ALWAYS like THAT. He met GIRLS--IN FRONT OF ME... Like it was NOTHING. To HIM... I was 'JUST A GIRLFRIEND'. The word 'LOVE' ONLY came out from MY mouth. Since I KNEW him--I had NEVER heard him say 'I LOVE YOU' before. To US... there weren't ANY anniversaries AT ALL. He DIDN'T say ANYTHING from the FIRST DAY and it continued until 100 days... 200 days... EVERY DAY--BEFORE we say 'GOODBYE'--he would just HAND ME a DOLL... EVERY DAY---without fail... and I don't know why.
Then ONE DAY...
Me: Um, Jin, I...
JIN: What? Don't drag, just say...
Me: I LOVE YOU.
JIN: You... Um, just take THIS DOLL and GO HOME. That was HOW he IGNORED my'THREE WORDS' and handed me THE DOLL. Then he DISAPPEARED--like he was RUNNING AWAY. THE DOLLS I received from him EVER day-- FILLED my room... ONE by ONE... There were MANY. Then ONE DAY came... My 15th BIRTHDAY. When I got up in the morning... I'PICTURED a PARTY'--WITH HIM. And STRANDED MYSELF in my room--WAITING for his call. But LUNCH passed... DINNER passed... and SOON--the sky was DARK ; ( He STILL didn't call. It was ALREADY TIRING to LOOK at the phone anymore. Then around 2AM... in the MORNING! --he suddenly CALLED ME and woke me from my sleep ;] He told me to COME OUT of the house .Still... I felt JOY and I RAN OUT happily
Me: JIN
JIN: HERE... take this--
AGAIN--he handed me A LITTLE DOLL.
Me: What's THIS?
JIN: I didn't give it to you YESTERDAY, so I am givingit to you NOW.
I'm going home now. Bye.
Me: WAIT... WAIT!! ;O Do you KNOW what TODAY is?
JIN: TODAY HUH?
I felt SO sad. I THOUGHT he would REMEMBER MY BIRTHDAY. He turned around and WALKED AWAY... Like NOTHING had happened. Then I shouted: WAIT!!!!! ;O
JIN: You have something to say?
Me: Tell me... TELL ME you love me?
JIN: What?!
Me: TELL ME... !!! I put my PATHETIC self behind and CLUNG ON to him.
But he just said simple COLD WORDS--and LEFT.
JIN: "I don't want to say that I 'LOVE SOMEONE' SO EASILY.
If you are DESPERATE to hear it--then find SOMEONE ELSE."
That was WHAT he said--then he RAN off. My legs felt NUMB and I COLLAPSED to the ground... ' He dIDN'T want to say it EASILY --How COULD HE?'I FELT THAT Maybe he IS NOT the right guy for me... ? After that day... I STRANDED MYSELF at home CRYING--just CRYING. he DIDN'T call me... although I was WAITING. He just CONTINUED handing me 'A LITTLE DOLL'--EVERY morning OUTSIDE my house. That's how 'THOSE DOLLS' piled up in my room... EVERY DAY. After a month--I got MYSELF TOGETHER and went to school.
But what made the PAIN resurface was that I saw him on a street with ANOTHER girl He had a SMILE on his face... One that he NEVER showed ME as he touched THE DOLL he held in his hands. I ran STRAIGHT back home and looked at the DOLLS in my room. And TEARS fell... 'WHY did he GIVE these to me .THOSE DOLLS are probably picked out by some OTHER girls!' In a fit of anger--I THREW the DOLLS around. Then SUDDENLY... the phone RANG--It was HIM. He told me to COME OUT to the BUS STOP... OUTSIDE my house. I tried to calm myself down and WALKED to the BUS STOP. I kept REMINDING myself that I AM GOING TO FORGET HIM. That it's going to END. Then he came into MY SIGHT...
holding a BIG DOLL.
JIN: JO... I thought you were PISSED.
You really came... ? I COULDN'T HELP HATING him--acting like
NOTHING had happened and JOKING AROUND. Soon, he held out
THE DOLL as usual...
Me: I DON'T need it.
JIN: What Why? I GRABBED THE DOLL from his hands AND
THREW IT ON THE ROAD.
Me: I DON'T NEED THIS DOLL!--I DON'T need it ANY MORE!! ;O
I DON'T want to see a PERSON LIKE YOU AGAIN!!!! ;*O
I spitted out ALL the words that were INSIDE me.
But UNLIKE other days, his EYES were VERY SHAKING.
"I'm SORRY... " He apologized, in a tiny voice. He THEN walked
OVER to the road to PICK UP THE DOLL.
Me: You STUPID! ;O WHY are you picking up the DOLL??!
Just THROW it AWAY!!!!! ;O But he just IGNORED ME and went to pick up the DOLL... THEN-- HONK! HONK! With a LOUD HONK--a BIG truck was heading towards him ;O "JIN!!!!!!!!!! MOVE!!! MOVE AWAY!!!!" I shouted. But he DIDN'T hear me. He squatted down and picked up THE DOLL.
"JIN!--MOVE!!!!" HONK!!!!!!! "BOOM!" That SOUND... SO terrifying. That's HOW he went AWAY from ME. That's HOW he went AWAY... Without even OPENING his eyes to say ONE WORD to me. After that day... I had to go through EVERY DAY with GUILT and the SADNESS of LOSING HIM... And AFTER spending TWO MONTHS like a CRAZY PERSON--I took out... THE DOLLS. Those were THE ONLY gifts he LEFT ME, since the day we STARTED
GOING OUT. I remembered the days I spent WITH HIM and started to COUNT the dayswhen we were IN LOVE... "One... two... three... " That was HOW I started to count the DOLLS. "FOUR HUNDRED and EIGHTY FOUR... Four hundred AND eighty five--" It all ended with 485 DOLLS. I THEN started to CRY again--with the DOLLS in my ARMS. I hugged it TIGHTLY. Then SUDDENLY... "I LOVE YOU--I LOVE YOU--" I DROPPED THE DOLLS--SHOCKED "I... Love, YOU "---- I PICKED UP the DOLLS and PRESSED its stomachs. "I LOVE YOU! I LOVE YOU!" It CAN'T BE! I PRESSED ALL the DOLLS' STOMACHS as it PILED on the SIDE. "I love you!" "I love you!" "I love you!" Those WORDS came out NON-STOP. 'I love you?' 'Why didn't I REALIZE that?' That HIS HEART was ALWAYS by MY SIDE--PROTECTING ME. Why didn't I REALIZE that he LOVES me THIS much? I took out THE DOLL under the bed... and pressed its stomach--THAT.. was THE LAST DOLL... the one that FELLon the road. It had his BLOOD STAIN on it. The VOICE came out... the ONE that I was MISSING so much! "JO!!! Do you KNOW what today is??! We've been LOVING each other for 486 DAYS... Do you KNOW what 486 IS?-- I COULDN'T say I LOVE YOU... Um... Since I was TOO SHY -- If you FORGIVE ME and TAKE THIS DOLL, I WILL SAY that I LOVE YOU EVERY DAY... till I die--JO -- I LOVE YOU." The tears came FLOWING out of me...
'WHY ? Why?!' I asked. 'GOD... WHY do I only know about ALLTHIS--NOW??!' He CAN'T BE by my SIDE--but he LOVED ME until his LAST MINUTE. For THAT... And FOR THAT REASON--to me, it became COURAGE to LIVE a BEAUTIFUL LIFE... ...
Would You Love Me If....
A sad story! But worth thinkingThis is a story about a soldier who returned home from Vietnam War.He phoned his parents once he arrived in San Francisco.Mom, Dad. I'm coming home, but I've a favor to ask. I have a friend I'd like to bring home with me."Sure," they replied, "we'd love to meet him.""There's something you should know", the son continued,"He was hurt pretty bad in the war. He stepped on a land mine and lost an arm and a leg. He has no where to go, and I want him to come and live with us.""I'm sorry to hear that, son. Maybe we can find somewhere for him.""No! Mom, Dad, I want him to live with us." "Son," said the father, "you don't know what you're asking. Someone with such a handicap would be a terrible burden on us. We have our own lives to live, and we can't let something like this interfere with our lives.. I think you should just come home and forget about this guy.He'll find a way to live on his own."At that point, the son hung up the phone. The parents heard nothing more from him. A few days later, they received a call from the San Francisco police. Their son had died after falling from a building, they were told. The police believed it was suicide. The grief-stricken parents flew to San Francisco and were taken to the city morgue to identify the body of their son. They recognized him, but to their horror they also discovered something they didn't know, their son had only one arm and one leg.The parents in this story, like many of us, find it easy to love thosewho are good-looking or fun to have around, but we don't like people who inconvenience us or make us feel uncomfortable. We would rather stay away from people who aren't as healthy, beautiful, or smart as we are. Thankfully, there is someone won't treat us in that way. Someone who loves us with an unconditional love. There's a miracle called Friendship.
Not Just A Friend
As I sat there in English class, I stared at the girl next to me. She was my so called 'best friend'. I stared at her long, silky hair, and wished she was mine. But she didn't notice me like that, and I knew it. After class, she walked up to me and asked me for the notes she had missed the day before. I handed them to her. She said thanks' and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love her but I'm just too shy, and I dont know why.
11th grade. The phone rang. On the other end, it was her. She was in tears, mumbling on and on about how her love had broke her heart. She asked me to come over because she didn't want to be alone, so I did. As I sat next to her on the sofa, I stared at her soft eyes, wishing she was mine. After 2hours, one Drew Barrymore movie, and three bags of chips, she decided to go to sleep.She looked at me, said 'thanks' .I love her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why.
Senior year. The day before prom she walked to my locker. "My date is sick" she said, he's not gonna go" well,I didn't have a date, and in 7th grade, we made a promise that if neither of us had dates, we would go together- just as 'best friends'. So we did.Prom night, after everything was over, I was standing at her front door step. I stared at her as she smiled at me and stared at me with her crystal eyes. Then she said- "I had the best time, thanks!" and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends but I'm just too shy.
A day passed, then a week, then a month. Before I could blink, it was graduation day. I watched as her perfect body floated like an angle up on stage to get her diploma. Before everyone went home, she came to me in her smock and hat, and cried as I hugged her. Then she lifted her head from my shoulder and >said-'you're my best friend, thanks' and gave me a kiss on the cheek.
Now I sit in the pews of the church. That girl is getting married. That girl is getting married now. I watched her say 'I do' and drive off to her new life, married to another man. I wanted her to be mine, but she didn't see me like that, and I knew it. But before she drove away, she came to me and said 'you came!'. She said 'thanks' and kissed me on the cheek.
Years passed, I looked down at the coffin of a girl who used to be my 'best friend'. At the service, they read a diary entry she had wrote in her high school years. This is what it read:
I stare at him wishing he was mine; but he doesn't notice me like that, and I know it. I want to tell him, I want him to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love him but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why. I wish he would tell me he loved me!
'I wish I did too...' I thought to my self, and I cried.
DO YOURSELF A FAVOUR, TELL HER/HIM THAT YOU LOVE THEM. EVEN IF YOU DON'T KNOW HOW THEY'LL REACT JUST LET THEM KNOW HOW YOU 'REALLY' FEEL ABOUT THEM. THEY WONT BE THERE FOREVER...
11th grade. The phone rang. On the other end, it was her. She was in tears, mumbling on and on about how her love had broke her heart. She asked me to come over because she didn't want to be alone, so I did. As I sat next to her on the sofa, I stared at her soft eyes, wishing she was mine. After 2hours, one Drew Barrymore movie, and three bags of chips, she decided to go to sleep.She looked at me, said 'thanks' .I love her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why.
Senior year. The day before prom she walked to my locker. "My date is sick" she said, he's not gonna go" well,I didn't have a date, and in 7th grade, we made a promise that if neither of us had dates, we would go together- just as 'best friends'. So we did.Prom night, after everything was over, I was standing at her front door step. I stared at her as she smiled at me and stared at me with her crystal eyes. Then she said- "I had the best time, thanks!" and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends but I'm just too shy.
A day passed, then a week, then a month. Before I could blink, it was graduation day. I watched as her perfect body floated like an angle up on stage to get her diploma. Before everyone went home, she came to me in her smock and hat, and cried as I hugged her. Then she lifted her head from my shoulder and >said-'you're my best friend, thanks' and gave me a kiss on the cheek.
Now I sit in the pews of the church. That girl is getting married. That girl is getting married now. I watched her say 'I do' and drive off to her new life, married to another man. I wanted her to be mine, but she didn't see me like that, and I knew it. But before she drove away, she came to me and said 'you came!'. She said 'thanks' and kissed me on the cheek.
Years passed, I looked down at the coffin of a girl who used to be my 'best friend'. At the service, they read a diary entry she had wrote in her high school years. This is what it read:
I stare at him wishing he was mine; but he doesn't notice me like that, and I know it. I want to tell him, I want him to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love him but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why. I wish he would tell me he loved me!
'I wish I did too...' I thought to my self, and I cried.
DO YOURSELF A FAVOUR, TELL HER/HIM THAT YOU LOVE THEM. EVEN IF YOU DON'T KNOW HOW THEY'LL REACT JUST LET THEM KNOW HOW YOU 'REALLY' FEEL ABOUT THEM. THEY WONT BE THERE FOREVER...
Do Love Need A Reasons?
Lady : Why do u like me? Why do u love me?
Man : I can't tell the reason... But I really like u...
Lady : U can't even tell me the reason... How can u say u like me? How can u say u love me? Man : I really don't know the reason, but I can prove that I love u.
Lady : Proof ? No! I want u to tell me the reason. My friend's boyfriend can tell her why he loves her, but not u!
Man : OK... OK !!! Erm... because u are beautiful, because your voice is sweet, because u are caring, because u are loving, because u are thoughtful, because of your smile, because of your every movements...
Unfortunately, a few days later, the Lady met with an accident and became comma. The Guy then placed a letter by her side, and here is the content :-
Dearest,
Because of your sweet voice that I love u... Now can u talk? No! Therefore I cannot love u. Because of your care and concern then I like u... Now that u cannot show them, therefore I cannot love u. Because of your smile, because of your every movements that I love u... Now can u smile? Now can u move? No, therefore I cannot love u... If love needs a reason, like now, there is no reason for me to love u anymore. Do loves need a reason? NO! Therefore, I ! still love u... And love doesn't need a reason... "When loving someone... never regret what u do... Only regret what u didn't do" If God brings u to it... He will bring u through it...
*taken from virtualfirends
Man : I can't tell the reason... But I really like u...
Lady : U can't even tell me the reason... How can u say u like me? How can u say u love me? Man : I really don't know the reason, but I can prove that I love u.
Lady : Proof ? No! I want u to tell me the reason. My friend's boyfriend can tell her why he loves her, but not u!
Man : OK... OK !!! Erm... because u are beautiful, because your voice is sweet, because u are caring, because u are loving, because u are thoughtful, because of your smile, because of your every movements...
Unfortunately, a few days later, the Lady met with an accident and became comma. The Guy then placed a letter by her side, and here is the content :-
Dearest,
Because of your sweet voice that I love u... Now can u talk? No! Therefore I cannot love u. Because of your care and concern then I like u... Now that u cannot show them, therefore I cannot love u. Because of your smile, because of your every movements that I love u... Now can u smile? Now can u move? No, therefore I cannot love u... If love needs a reason, like now, there is no reason for me to love u anymore. Do loves need a reason? NO! Therefore, I ! still love u... And love doesn't need a reason... "When loving someone... never regret what u do... Only regret what u didn't do" If God brings u to it... He will bring u through it...
*taken from virtualfirends
Monday, October 04, 2004
The Best Love Letter Ever
You will be happy that you read this all the way through.
As you got up this morning, I watched you, and hoped you would talk to me, even if it was just a few words, asking my opinion or thanking me for something good that happened in your life yesterday. But I noticed you were too busy, trying to find the right outfit to wear. When you ran around the house getting ready, I knew there would be a few minutes for you to stop and say hello, but you were too busy. At one point you had to wait, fifteen minutes with nothing to do except sit in a chair. Then I saw you spring to your feet. I thought you wanted to talk to me, but you ran to the phone and called a friend to get the latest gossip instead. I watched patiently all day long. With all your activities I guess you w ere too busy to say anything to me.
I noticed that before lunch you looked around, may be you felt embarrassed to talk to me, that is why you didn't bow your head. You glanced three or four tables o! ver and you noticed some of your friends talking to me briefly before they ate, but you didn't. That's okay. There is still more time left, and I hope that you will talk to me yet. You went home and it seems as if you had lots of things to do. After a few of them were done, you turned on the TV. I don't know if you like TV or not, just about anything goes there and you spend lot of time each day in front of it not thinking about anything, just enjoying the show. I waited patiently again as you watched the TV and ate your meal, but again you didn't talk to me. Bedtime I guess you felt too tired. After you said good night to your family you popped into bed and fell asleep in no time. That's okay because you may not realize that I am always there for you. I've got patience, more than you will ever know. I even want to teach you how to be patient with others as well. I love you so much that I wait everyday for a nod, prayer or thought or a thankful part of your heart. It is hard to have a one-sided conversation. Well, you are getting up once again. And once again I will wait, with nothing but love for you. Hoping that today you will give me some time. Have a nice day!
Your friend, ALLAH
As you got up this morning, I watched you, and hoped you would talk to me, even if it was just a few words, asking my opinion or thanking me for something good that happened in your life yesterday. But I noticed you were too busy, trying to find the right outfit to wear. When you ran around the house getting ready, I knew there would be a few minutes for you to stop and say hello, but you were too busy. At one point you had to wait, fifteen minutes with nothing to do except sit in a chair. Then I saw you spring to your feet. I thought you wanted to talk to me, but you ran to the phone and called a friend to get the latest gossip instead. I watched patiently all day long. With all your activities I guess you w ere too busy to say anything to me.
I noticed that before lunch you looked around, may be you felt embarrassed to talk to me, that is why you didn't bow your head. You glanced three or four tables o! ver and you noticed some of your friends talking to me briefly before they ate, but you didn't. That's okay. There is still more time left, and I hope that you will talk to me yet. You went home and it seems as if you had lots of things to do. After a few of them were done, you turned on the TV. I don't know if you like TV or not, just about anything goes there and you spend lot of time each day in front of it not thinking about anything, just enjoying the show. I waited patiently again as you watched the TV and ate your meal, but again you didn't talk to me. Bedtime I guess you felt too tired. After you said good night to your family you popped into bed and fell asleep in no time. That's okay because you may not realize that I am always there for you. I've got patience, more than you will ever know. I even want to teach you how to be patient with others as well. I love you so much that I wait everyday for a nod, prayer or thought or a thankful part of your heart. It is hard to have a one-sided conversation. Well, you are getting up once again. And once again I will wait, with nothing but love for you. Hoping that today you will give me some time. Have a nice day!
Your friend, ALLAH
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