I Want Divorce

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. 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?”

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…..

1. 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.

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

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

4. 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.

5. 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.

6. 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.

7. 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. :)

taken from here

Hold My hand…

This story reminds me about friendship and any kind of relationship.

Little girl and her father were crossing a bridge.
The father was kind of scared so he asked his little daughter,

‘Sweetheart, please hold my hand so that you don’t fall into the river.’

The little girl said, ‘No, Dad. You hold my hand.’

‘What’s the difference?’ Asked the puzzled father.

‘There’s a big difference,’ replied the little girl.

‘If I hold your hand and something happens to me,
chances are that I may let your hand go.

But if you hold my hand, I know for sure that no matter what happens,  you will never let my hand go.’

In any relationship, the essence of trust is not in its bind, but in its bond.

So hold the hand of the person who loves you rather than expecting them to hold yours…

WHEN YOU’RE GONE…

***

Walking in the world you came to me…

Perfect in all that you can be…

The glow in your eyes telling me

You cared for me

***

With each passing day

our friendship grew stronger

Chains surrounding, binding us together

Not for ill, but to keep us strong for each other

***

Day turns to night

and all I see…

… is you

***

The star light gleams off your pale skin

All hope and dreams of tomorrow surround us

They fill us with their golden song,

and silver words

***

The days and nights continue on and on

Marching forward with a ceaseless pace

***

One day it stopped

***

All that was my life halted in its tracks

The moments of peace that I had

Dreams of tomorrow,

of tonight, and yesterday

***

All were shattered within my mind

You are gone,… not to be seen

Night after night I wait for you

hoping and praying

***

Wanting you to come to me and smile

Wishing you would come home and say

“I miss you, my sweetypie”

***

As the days wore on, I knew it was true

I will not be able to see, the light in your eyes

The fire of love that kept us warm

will be forever cold

***

The angel inside your heart

is now shattered and gone for good

As I find you alone at home,

cold,.. ever so cold

***

The spirit within me… cries in anguish

As I kneel at your side, praying this isn’t true.

Here I am torn asunder,

how I will live.

***

Who can I love, when all that I was is now at my side?

Never will I be able to look to tomorrow..

Or hope for tonight’s stars,..

or dream of yesterday

***

Here I am torn apart over you….

Where can I go to find you?

UNTUKMU SAHABAT

Dear sahabat…

Enggg… rasanya gak tahan untuk gak bilang ini…

MY GOD… I MISSSSSS YOUUUU ALL, hehehe :D

Gosh,… Maap2… masih boleh jerit2 khan disini? :P (yaiyalahhh, masak yaolohtolonggg ? :D ).

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Tentang keinginanku menjadi POHON…

Selamat Pagi Semuaaaaaaaaaaaa…

Aiiiihhhh…. maaf yachhh,… kemarin saya benar2 dalam keadaan Drop Luar Binasa (DLB) menghadapi PMS dan segala tetek bengek urusan domestik yg saya akhirnya tuangkan dalam tulisan dirumah yg satu lagi (disini banyak yg mampir nyari Dewi Persik soalnya, kalo baca tulisan itu pasti yg timbul dalam benak mereka – karena tak kenal maka tak sayang – adalah…

Sokkkk banget sich nih perempuan, udah kayak yg paling cakep ajah, atau udah kek yg paling pinter nulis ajah”,

atau malah mungkin akan bilang,

“halahhh, sok seleb amat, selebriti aja gak gitu2 amat”… dsb

Well, understandable… but on the other side… I need to let it out… Saya butuh wadah untuk numpahin uneg2 saya… Lah silly kan manusia biasa juga, jadi boleh dong curhat (karna saya yakin, hanya yg benar2 sayang sama silly (cieeeehhh, hihihihi) yang bakalan capek2 mampir kesana…).

Sekarang udah lega dehhhh… I never let my sadness stay longger than oneday… begitu matahari terbit… Ya terbit lagi hati yg baru… hati yg penuh ucapan syukur karena masih dikasih kesempatan untuk menikmati hari baru ini.

Ok. So… tadi mo ngomong apa yach… (hehehehehehe, kalo punya temen kek gini langsung gue timpuk pake GINKOBILOBA sekarung, biar gak suka lupa mo ngomong apa… :D )

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KALAJENGKING…

Duhhh, subuh2 kok ngomongin kalajengking?

Hehehehe.. sebetulnya malam ini saya harus brangkat kesuatu tempat, tapi karna sesuatu dan lain hal.. delay sampai pagi ini.

Jadi sambil menunggu, saya buka2 arsip lama… dan menemukan artikel ini…

Ceritanya, ada seorang pendeta India yang kebetulan melihat seekor kalajengking mengambang berputar-putar di air. Ia memutuskan untuk menolong kalajengking itu keluar dengan mengulurkan jarinya, tetapi kalajengking itu menyengatnya.

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SKETSA asal-asalan…

Iseng-iseng nih…

Sumpah, ini bener2 iseng, secara, mo tidur juga udah pagi (dah mo jam 4 subuh) jadi udah nanggung, so… selain Blog Walking, baca buku dan dengerin lagu, saya mencoba menggambar sketsa wajah… tapi ternyata saya gak cukup pandai, secara… begitu sampe pada gambar alisnya, kok jadi keingat seseorang sich…

Ahhhh… gak jadi saya terusin… :)

Tapi sayang juga kalo hasilnya gak saya post disini, So… dengan malu2 kucing, ini dia hasil sketsa gak penting saya pagi ini… :D

**ngasah badik ama clurit, kalo2 ada yang BERANI ngenye2 karya gue**

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Home – Michael Buble…

Duhhh… Michael Buble… Aku padamu:-) Just relax and enjoy this… ;-)

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MAU GANTI NAMA…

Hmmm…

Saya mulai jengah sama nama yang saya create sendiri ketika saya sedang EMOSI… saya gak nyangka kalo banyak yang baca tulisan sampah kayak gini… dan tiap kali saya mampir ke blog orang… saya sendiri mulai risih menyebutkan nama… SILLY-STUPID…

Benera kata mbak Miund, melalui email saya ke mbak Miund… saya dapat masukan yang baik sekali… mengingatkan saya pada kata2 yg saya sering ucapkan sendiri… BAHWA KATA2 KITA itu seperti MANTRA… And Miund juga mengingatkan saya untuk selalu berpikir positif… which is udah sering kali saya sebut2 sebagai motto hidup saya, tapi terkadang… dalam keadaan galau… SAYA MALAH LUPA sama semua ilmu2 itu… (makasih banyak ya Und… saya mungkin bukan sahabat dekat miud, tapi saya pembaca setia dan sangat kagum sama tulisan2 mbak miund :-) ).

SO… PERMISI… saya mo minta saran… kira2 nama yg pas apa yach baiknya…

Tolong kasih masukan dong… (kalo udah ada kita tumpengan dech, hehehe)

Thanks before and after,

-silly pretty- (usulan mbak Miund… thanks again Jeung! :-) ).

TERSENYUMLAH pada BAPAK SATPAM :-)

Hai.. hai... duhh, kemarin saya seharian gak bisa akses komputer… ada trouble sedikit, hehehe… enggak deng, lagi ada tugas yang harus saya kejar dan kelarkan hari itu juga… Hingga larut sekitar jam 8.00 baru selesai. Nanti dech saya ceritain… another good lesson for me….

Anyway… itu judulnya kok tersenyum ama bapak satpam… Lah, kok mesti sama bapak satpam?

Hmmm…. Gini,…

Tiap pagi,… setelah kegitan rutin saya “ngejar2 maling pagi2″,… biasanya after taking a shower, saya melanjutkan kegiatan menjadi sopir :-)

Dalam perjalanan mengantar tuan putri cilik yang cubby dibelakang saya ini, saya suka memperhatikan mobil2 yang lain yang kebetulan harus melewati pos sekurity.

“Selamat pagi, silahkan…”

Pak satpam menarik tali sehingga portal penutup gate sampai bisa terbuka, tersenyum dan mempersilahkan pengendara berlalu…

Sebelum pos sekurity tersebut, ada papan bertuliskan “KACA HARAP DIBUKA”. Nah, coba perhatiin dech, ada nggak yang buka kaca… GAK ADA!!! (sumprittttt… :-( )

Saya sempat berfikir,… haduh, apa susahnya sich buka kaca,… hanya untuk menyapa bapak2 ini, yang sudah sepanjang malam berkeliling, yang tiap 15 menit berkeliling, menjaga agar tidur kita bisa nyenyak dan tidak terjaga… dan supaya kita tidak terganggu karena harus giliran siskamling.

Small things begin from our initiative…

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