Who is Happy? The Peacock and The Crow

A crow lived in the forest and was absolutely satisfied in life. But one day he saw a swan. “This swan is so white,” he thought, “and I am so black. This swan must be the happiest bird in the world.”

He expressed his thoughts to the swan. “Actually,” the swan replied, “I was feeling that I was the happiest bird around until I saw a parrot, which has two colors. I now think the parrot is the happiest bird in creation.” The crow then approached the parrot. The parrot explained, “I lived a very happy life until I saw a peacock. I have only two colors, but the peacock has multiple colors.”

The crow then visited a peacock in the zoo and saw that hundreds of people had gathered to see him. After the people had left, the crow approached the peacock. “Dear peacock,” the crow said, “you are so beautiful. Every day thousands of people come to see you. When people see me, they immediately shoo me away. I think you are the happiest bird on the planet.”

The peacock replied, “I always thought that I was the most beautiful and happy bird on the planet. But because of my beauty, I am entrapped in this zoo. I have examined the zoo very carefully, and I have realized that the crow is the only bird not kept in a cage. So for past few days I have been thinking that if I were a crow, I could happily roam everywhere.”

That’s our problem too. We make unnecessary comparison with others and become sad. We don’t value what God has given us.  This all leads to the vicious cycle of unhappiness.  Learn to be happy in what you have instead of looking at what you don’t have.   There will always be someone who will have more or less than you have.  Person who is satisfied with what he/she has, is the happiest person in the world.

Can I Borrow Rs.25 ?

A woman came home from work late, tired and irritated, to find her 5-year old son waiting for her at the door.

SON: 'Mummy, may I ask you a question?'

MUM: 'Yeah sure, what it is?' replied the woman.

SON: 'Mummy, how much do you make an hour?'

MUM: 'That's none of your business. Why do you ask such a thing?' the woman said angrily.
SON: 'I just want to know. Please tell me, how much do you make an hour?'

MUM: 'If you must know, I make R 50 an hour.'

SON: 'Oh,' the little boy replied, with his head down.

SON: 'Mummy, may I please borrow R25?'

The mother was furious, 'If the only reason you asked that is so you can borrow some money 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 are being so selfish. I don't work hard everyday for such childish frivolities.'

The little boy quietly went to his room and shut the door..

The woman sat down and started to get even angrier about the little boy's questions. How dare he ask such questions only to get some money?

After about an hour or so, the woman had calmed down , and started to think:

Maybe there was something he really needed to buy with that R25.00 and she really didn't ask for money very often.The woman went to the door of the little boy's room and opened the door.

'Are you asleep, son?' She asked.

'No Mummy, I'm awake,' replied the boy.

'I've been thinking, maybe I was too hard on you earlier' said the woman. 'It's been a long day and I took out my aggravation on you. Here's the R25 you asked for.'

The little boy sat straight up, smiling. 'Oh, thank you Mummy!' he yelled. Then, reaching under his pillow he pulled out some crumpled up bills.

The woman saw that the boy already had money, started to get angry again.

The little boy slowly counted out his money, and then looked up at his mother.

'Why do you want more money if you already have some?' the mother grumbled.

'Because I didn't have enough, but now I do,' the little boy replied.

'Mummy, I have R50 now. Can I buy an hour of your time? Please come home early tomorrow. I would like to have dinner with you.'

The mother was crushed. She put his arms around her little son, and she begged for his forgiveness.

It's just a short reminder to all of you working so hard in life. We should not let time slip through our fingers without having spent some time with those who really matter to us, those close to our hearts. Do remember to share that R50 worth of your time with someone you love.

If we die tomorrow, the company that we are working for could easily replace us in a matter of hours. But the family & friends we leave behind will feel the loss for the rest of their lives.

A Loving Husband

“When I got home that night as my wife served dinner, I held her hand and said, I’ve got something to tell you. She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed the hurt in her eyes.

Suddenly I didn’t know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I was thinking. I want a divorce. I raised the topic calmly. She didn’t seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, why?

I avoided her question. This made her angry. She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, you are not a man! That night, we didn’t talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer; she had lost my heart to Jane. I didn’t love her anymore. I just pitied her!

With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she could own our house, our car, and 30% stake of my company. She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. The woman who had spent ten years of her life with me had become a stranger. I felt sorry for her wasted time, resources and energy but I could not take back what I had said for I loved Jane so dearly. Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see. To me her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer now.

The next day, I came back home very late and found her writing something at the table. I didn’t have supper but went straight to sleep and fell asleep very fast because I was tired after an eventful day with Jane. When I woke up, she was still there at the table writing. I just did not care so I turned over and was asleep again.

In the morning she presented her divorce conditions: she didn’t want anything from me, but needed a month’s notice before the divorce. She requested that in that one month we both struggle to live as normal a life as possible. Her reasons were simple: our son had his exams in a month’s time and she didn’t want to disrupt him with our broken marriage.

This was agreeable to me. But she had something more, she asked me to recall how I had carried her into out bridal room on our wedding day. She requested that every day for the month’s duration I carry her out of our bedroom to the front door ever morning. I thought she was going crazy. Just to make our last days together bearable I accepted her odd request.

I told Jane about my wife’s divorce conditions. . She laughed loudly and thought it was absurd. No matter what tricks she applies, she has to face the divorce, she said scornfully.

My wife and I hadn’t had any body contact since my divorce intention was explicitly expressed. So when I carried her out on the first day, we both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, daddy is holding mommy in his arms. His words brought me a sense of pain. From the bedroom to the sitting room, then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in my arms. She closed her eyes and said softly; don’t tell our son about the divorce. I nodded, feeling somewhat upset. I put her down outside the door. She went to wait for the bus to work. I drove alone to the office.

On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my chest. I could smell the fragrance of her blouse. I realized that I hadn’t looked at this woman carefully for a long time. I realized she was not young any more. There were fine wrinkles on her face, her hair was graying! Our marriage had taken its toll on her. For a minute I wondered what I had done to her.

On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I felt a sense of intimacy returning. This was the woman who had given ten years of her life to me. On the fifth and sixth day, I realized that our sense of intimacy was growing again. I didn’t tell Jane about this. It became easier to carry her as the month slipped by. Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger.

She was choosing what to wear one morning. She tried on quite a few dresses but could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, all my dresses have grown bigger. I suddenly realized that she had grown so thin, that was the reason why I could carry her more easily.

Suddenly it hit me… she had buried so much pain and bitterness in her heart. Subconsciously I reached out and touched her head.

Our son came in at the moment and said, Dad, it’s time to carry mom out. To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had become an essential part of his life. My wife gestured to our son to come closer and hugged him tightly. I turned my face away because I was afraid I might change my mind at this last minute. I then held her in my arms, walking from the bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway. Her hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held her body tightly; it was just like our wedding day.

But her much lighter weight made me sad. On the last day, when I held her in my arms I could hardly move a step. Our son had gone to school. I held her tightly and said, I hadn’t noticed that our life lacked intimacy. I drove to office…. jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afraid any delay would make me change my mind…I walked upstairs. Jane opened the door and I said to her, Sorry, Jane, I do not want the divorce anymore.

She looked at me, astonished, and then touched my forehead. Do you have a fever? She said. I moved her hand off my head. Sorry, Jane, I said, I won’t divorce. My marriage life was boring probably because she and I didn’t value the details of our lives, not because we didn’t love each other anymore. Now I realize that since I carried her into my home on our wedding day I am supposed to hold her until death do us apart. Jane seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the door and burst into tears. I walked downstairs and drove away. At the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet of flowers for my wife. The salesgirl asked me what to write on the card. I smiled and wrote, I’ll carry you out every morning until death do us apart.

That evening I arrived home, flowers in my hands, a smile on my face, I run up stairs, only to find my wife in the bed -dead. My wife had been fighting CANCER for months and I was so busy with Jane to even notice. She knew that she would die soon and she wanted to save me from the whatever negative reaction from our son, in case we push through with the divorce.— At least, in the eyes of our son—- I’m a loving husband….

The small details of your lives are what really matter in a relationship. It is not the mansion, the car, property, the money in the bank. These create an environment conducive for happiness but cannot give happiness in themselves.

So find time to be your spouse’s friend and do those little things for each other that build intimacy. Do have a real happy marriage!

If you don’t share this, nothing will happen to you.

If you do, you just might save a marriage. Many of life’s failures are people who did not realize how close they were to success when they gave up. ♥

Remember love is the richest of all treasures. Without it there is nothing; and with it there is everything. Love never perishes , even if the bones of a lover are ground fine like powder. Just as the perfume of sandalwood does not leave it, even if it is completely ground up, similarly the basis of love is the soul, and it is indestructible and therefore eternal. Beauty can be destroyed , but not love. ♥

Love Means

(A girl and guy were speeding over 100 mph on a motorcycle)

Girl: Slow down. I'm scared.
Guy: No this is fun.
Girl: No its not. Please, it's too scary!
Guy: Then tell me you love me.
Girl: Fine, I love you. Slow down!
Guy: Now give me a BIG hug. (Girl hugs him)
Guy: Can u take my helmet off and put it on? It's bugging me.

In the paper the next day: A motorcycle had crashed into a building because of break failure. Two people were on the motorcycle, but only one survived.

The truth was that halfway down the road, the guy realized that his breaks broke,
but he didn't want to let the girl know. Instead, he had her say she loved him, felt
her hug one last time, then had her wear his helmet so she would live even though it
meant he would die.

Blind Girl

There was a blind girl who was filled with animosity and despised the world.

She didn't have many friends, just a boyfriend who loved her deeply, like no one else.


She always used to say that she'd marry him if she could see him. Suddenly, one day someone donated her a pair of eyes…


And that's when she finally saw her boyfriend…


She was astonished to see that her boyfriend too was blind…

He told her, "You can see me now, can we get married?"

She replied, "And do what? We'd never be happy. I have my eye sight now, but you're still blind. It won't work out, I'm sorry."


With a tear in his eye and a smile on his face, he meekly said, "I understand. I just want you to always be happy. Take care of yourself, and my eyes."

Why Dogs Don't Live As Long As People

Why Dogs Don't Live As Long As People

Being a veterinarian, I had been called to examine a ten-year-old Irish Wolfhound named Belker. The dog's owner, his wife, and their little boy were all very attached to Belker and they were hoping for a miracle. I examined Belker and found he was dying of cancer. I told the family there were no miracles left for Belker, and offered to perform the euthanasia procedure for the old dog in their home.

As we made arrangements, the owners told me they thought it would be good for the four-year-old boy to observe the procedure. They felt he could learn something from the experience.

The next day, I felt the familiar catch in my throat as Belker's family surrounded him. The little boy seemed so calm, petting the old dog for the last time, that I wondered if he understood what was going on.

Within a few minutes, Belker slipped peacefully away. The little boy seemed to accept Belker's transition without any difficulty or confusion.

We sat together for a while after Belker's death, wondering aloud about the sad fact that animal lives are shorter than human lives.

The little boy, who had been listening quietly, piped up, "I know why."

Startled, we all turned to him. What came out of his mouth next stunned me. I'd never heard a more comforting explanation. He said, "Everybody is born so that they can learn how to live a good life - like loving everybody and being nice, right?" The four-year- old continued, "Well, animals already know how to do that, so they don't have to stay as long."

A Touching Story of A Mother's Love

A Touching Story of A Mother's Love

My mom only had one eye. I hated her... she was such an embarrassment. My mom ran a small shop at a flea market. She collected little weeds and such to sell... anything for the money we needed, she was such an embarrassment. There was this one day during elementary school, I remember that it was field day, and my mom came. I was so embarrassed. How could she do this to me? I threw her a hateful look and ran out. The next day at school..."Your mom only has one eye?!" and they taunted me.

I wished that my mom would just disappear from this world so I said to my mom, "Mom, why don't you have the other eye?! You're only going to make me a laughingstock. Why don't you just die?" My mom did not respond. I guess I felt a little bad, but at the same time, it felt good to think that I had said what I'd wanted to say all this time.

Maybe it was because my mom hadn't punished me, but I didn't think that I had hurt her feelings very badly.

That night... I woke up, and went to the kitchen to get a glass of water. My mom was crying there, so quietly, as if she was afraid that she might wake me. I took a look at her, and then turned away. Because of the thing I had said to her earlier, there was something pinching at me in the corner of my heart. Even so, I hated my mother who was crying out of her one eye. So I told myself that I would grow up and become successful, because I hated my one-eyed mom and our desperate poverty.

Then I studied really hard. I left my mother and came to Seoul and studied, and got accepted in the Seoul University with all the confidence I had. Then, I got married. I bought a house of my own. Then I had kids, too. Now I'm living happily as a successful man. I like it here because it's a place that doesn't remind me of my mom.

This happiness was getting bigger and bigger, when someone unexpected came to see me. "What?! Who's this?!"... It was my mother... Still with her one eye. It felt as if the whole sky was falling apart on me. My little girl ran away, scared of my mom's eye.

And I asked her, "Who are you? I don't know you!!!" as if I tried to make that real. I screamed at her "How dare you come to my house and scare my daughter! GET OUT OF HERE! NOW!!!" And to this, my mother quietly answered, "Oh, I'm so sorry. I may have gotten the wrong address," and she disappeared. Thank goodness... she doesn't recognize me. I was quite relieved. I told myself that I wasn't going to care, or think about this for the rest of my life.

Then a wave of relief came upon me... One day, a letter regarding a school reunion came to my house. I lied to my wife saying that I was going on a business trip. After the reunion, I went down to the old shack, that I used to call a house... just out of curiosity there, I found my mother fallen on the cold ground. But I did not shed a single tear. She had a piece of paper in her hand.... it was a letter to me.

She wrote:

My son... I think my life has been long enough now. And... I won't visit Seoul anymore... but would it be too much to ask if I wanted you to come visit me once in a while? I miss you so much. And I was so glad when I heard you were coming for the reunion. But I decided not to go to the school... For you... I'm sorry that I only have one eye, and I was an embarrassment for you.

You see, when you were very little, you got into an accident, and lost your eye. As a mother, I couldn't stand watching you having to grow up with only one eye... so I gave you mine... I was so proud of my son that was seeing a whole new world for me, in my place, with that eye. I was never upset at you for anything you did. The couple times that you were angry with me, I thought to myself, "it's because he loves me." I miss the times when you were still young around me.

I miss you so much. I love you. You mean the world to me.

My world shattered!!! Then I cried for the person who lived for me... My Mother

The Butterfly

The Butterfly

A man found a cocoon of a butterfly
One day a small opening appeared
He sat and watched the butterfly for several hours
It struggled to force its body through that little hole
Then it seemed to stop making any progress
It appeared as if it had gotten as far as it could
And it could go no farther.

So the man decided to help the butterfly
He took a pair of scissors and snipped off
The remaining bit of the cocoon.

The butterfly then emerged easily, BUT,
It had a swollen body and small, shriveled wings
He continued to watch the butterfly
He expected that, at any moment, the wings would enlarge
And the body would contract
Neither happened!
In fact, the butterfly spent the rest of its life crawling
Around with a swollen body and shriveled wings.
It was never able to fly.

The man acted with well-intentioned kindness
But he didn't understand the consequences.
The restricting cocoon and the struggle required to get
Through the tiny opening, were nature's way of forcing fluid
From the body of the butterfly once it achieved it's freedom
From the cocoon.

Sometimes struggles are exactly what we need in our life.
If nature allowed us to go through life without any
Obstacles, it would cripple us.
We would not be as strong as we could have been
And we could never fly
Have a great day, great life, and struggle a little.
Then fly!

Passbook of Happiness

Passbook of Happiness

Author: Rakhi Bhargava

Monica married Nick this day. At the end of the wedding party, Monica’s mother gave her a newly opened bank saving passbook with Rs.1000 deposit amount.

Mother: ‘Monica, take this passbook. Keep it as a record of your married life. When there’s something happy and memorable in your new life, put some money in. Write down what it’s about next to the line. The more memorable the event is, the more money you can put in. I’ve done the first one for you today. Do the others with Nick. When you look back after years, you can know how much happiness you’ve had.’

Monica shared this with Nick when getting home. They both thought it was a great idea and were anxious to know when the second deposit can be made. This was what they did after certain time:

* 7 Feb: Rs.100, first birthday celebration for Nick after marriage
* 1 Mar: Rs.300, salary raise for Monica
* 20 Mar: Rs.200, vacation trip to Bali
* 15 Apr: Rs.2000, Monica got pregnant
* 1 Jun: Rs.1000, Nick got promoted
*….. And so on…

However, after years, they started fighting and arguing for trivial things. They didn’t talk much. They regretted that they had married the nastiest people in the world…. no more love. Kind of typical nowadays, huh?

One day Monica talked to her Mother: ‘Mom, we can’t stand it anymore. We have agreed to divorce. I can’t imagine how I decided to marry this guy!!!”

Mother: ‘Sure, girl, that’s no big deal. Just do whatever you want if you really can’t stand it. But before that, do one thing first. Remember the saving passbook I gave you on your wedding day? Take out all money and spend it first. You shouldn’t keep any record of such a poor marriage.’

Monica thought it was true. So she went to the bank, waiting at the queue and planning to cancel the account. While she was waiting, she took a look at the passbook record. She looked, and looked, and looked. Then the memory of all the previous joys and happiness just came to her mind. Her eyes were then filled with tears. She left and went home.

When she was home, she handed the passbook to Nick, asked him to spend the money before getting their divorce.

The next day, Nick gave the passbook back to Monica. She found a new deposit of Rs.5000. And a line next to the record: ‘this is the day I notice how much I’ve loved you thru out all these years. How much happiness you’ve brought me.’

They hugged and cried, putting the passbook back to the safe. Do you know how much money they had saved when they retired? I did not ask. I believe the money did not matter any more after they had gone through all the good years in their life.

You should always learn, with life comes wisdom and with wisdom comes the courage to live your life selflessly. The more you learn about yourself and the experiences surrounding your life the more opportunities you have to make your life better and more fulfilling.

The Fence

The Fence

There once was a little boy who had a bad temper.

His father gave him a bag of nails and told him that every time he lost his temper, he must hammer a nail into the back of the fence.

The first day the boy had driven 37 nails into the fence. Over the next few weeks, as he learned to control his anger, the number of nails hammered daily gradually dwindled down.

He discovered it was easier to hold his temper than to drive those nails into the fence.

Finally the day came when the boy didn't lose his temper at all. He told his father about it and the father suggested that the boy now pull out one nail for each day that he was able to hold his temper.

The days passed and the young boy was finally able to tell his father that all the nails were gone. The father took his son by the hand and led him to the fence.

He said, "You have done well, my son, but look at the holes in the fence. The fence will never be the same. When you say things in anger, they leave a scar just like this one. You can put a knife in a man and draw it out. It won't matter how many times you say I'm sorry, the wound is still there. A verbal wound is as bad as a physical one."

As William Arthur Ward once said,
"It is wise to direct your anger towards problems - not people;
to focus your energies on answers - not excuses."

Kemenangan butuh Kesabaran

Di suatu sore, seorang anak datang kepada ayahnya yg sedang baca koran… ayah anak“Ayah, ayah” kata sang anak…

“Ada apa?” tanya sang ayah…..

“aku capek, sangat capek … aku capek karena aku belajar mati matian untuk mendapat nilai bagus sedang temanku bisa dapat nilai bagus dengan menyontek…aku mau menyontek saja! aku capek. sangat capek…

aku capek karena aku harus terus membantu ibu membersihkan rumah, sedang temanku punya pembantu, aku ingin kita punya pembantu saja! … aku capel, sangat capek …

aku cape karena aku harus menabung, sedang temanku bisa terus jajan tanpa harus menabung…aku ingin jajan terus! …

aku capek, sangat capek karena aku harus menjaga lisanku untuk tidak menyakiti, sedang temanku enak saja berbicara sampai aku sakit hati…

aku capek, sangat capek karena aku harus menjaga sikapku untuk menghormati teman teman ku, sedang teman temanku seenaknya saja bersikap kepada ku…

aku capek ayah, aku capek menahan diri…aku ingin seperti mereka…mereka terlihat senang, aku ingin bersikap seperti mereka ayah ! ..” sang anak mulai menangis…

Kemudian sang ayah hanya tersenyum dan mengelus kepala anaknya sambil berkata ” anakku ayo ikut ayah, ayah akan menunjukkan sesuatu kepadamu”, lalu sang ayah menarik tangan sang anak kemudian mereka menyusuri sebuah jalan yang sangat jelek, banyak duri, serangga, lumpur, dan ilalang… lalu sang anak pun mulai mengeluh ” ayah mau kemana kita?? aku tidak suka jalan ini, lihat sepatuku jadi kotor, kakiku luka karena tertusuk duri. badanku dikelilingi oleh serangga, berjalanpun susah krn ada banyak ilalang… aku benci jalan ini ayah” … sang ayah hanya diam.

Sampai akhirnya mereka sampai pada sebuah telaga yang sangat indah, airnya sangat segar, ada banyak kupu kupu, bunga bunga yang cantik, dan pepohonan yang rindang…

“Wwaaaah… tempat apa ini ayah? aku suka! aku suka tempat ini!” sang ayah hanya diam dan kemudian duduk di bawah pohon yang rindang beralaskan rerumputan hijau.
“Kemarilah anakku, ayo duduk di samping ayah” ujar sang ayah, lalu sang anak pun ikut duduk di samping ayahnya.
” Anakku, tahukah kau mengapa di sini begitu sepi? padahal tempat ini begitu indah…?”
” Tidak tahu ayah, memangnya kenapa?”
” Itu karena orang orang tidak mau menyusuri jalan yang jelek tadi, padahal mereka tau ada telaga di sini, tetapi mereka tidak bisa bersabar dalam menyusuri jalan itu”
” Ooh… berarti kita orang yang sabar ya yah?”
” Nah, akhirnya kau mengerti”
” Mengerti apa? aku tidak mengerti”

” Anakku, butuh kesabaran dalam belajar, butuh kesabaran dalam bersikap baik, butuh kesabaran dalam kujujuran, butuh kesabaran dalam setiap kebaikan agar kita mendapat kemenangan, seperti jalan yang tadi… bukankah kau harus sabar saat ada duri melukai kakimu, kau harus sabar saat lumpur mengotori sepatumu, kau harus sabar melawati ilalang dan kau pun harus sabar saat dikelilingi serangga… dan akhirnya semuanya terbayar kan? ada telaga yang sangatt indah.. seandainya kau tidak sabar, apa yang kau dapat? kau tidak akan mendapat apa apa anakku, oleh karena itu bersabarlah anakku”

” Tapi ayah, tidak mudah untuk bersabar ”

” Aku tau, oleh karena itu ada ayah yang menggenggam tanganmu agar kau tetap kuat … begitu pula hidup, ada ayah dan ibu yang akan terus berada di sampingmu agar saat kau jatuh, kami bisa mengangkatmu, tapi… ingatlah anakku… ayah dan ibu tidak selamanya bisa mengangkatmu saat kau jatuh, suatu saat nanti, kau harus bisa berdiri sendiri… maka jangan pernah kau gantungkan hidupmu pada orang lain, jadilah dirimu sendiri… "

Mendengarkan

Ini adalah sebuah kisah nyata…
Seorang suami sedang menonton televisi, dan istrinya berusaha melibatkannya dalam percakapan:
Istri : Sayang…, tukang ledeng tidak datang untuk memperbaiki kebocoran di belakang pemanas hari ini.
Suami : Uh-huh …
Istri : Pipa pecah hari ini dan air membanjiri ruang bawah tanah.
Suami : Kamu diam dulu! Ini sedang seru, lihat hampir terjadi gol.
Istri : Ada kabel yang basah dan anjing kita hampir mati kesetrum listrik.
Suami : Aduh… Sialan! Gol Juga!
Istri : Dokter hewan mengatakan bahwa ia akan sembuh dalam waktu satu minggu.
Suami : Tolong ambilkan coca-cola di dalam kulkas!
Istri : Tukang ledeng bilang dia senang pipa kita pecah karena dia bias pergi berlibur…!
Suami : Kamu tidak mendengarkan? Saya bilang dari tadi, ambilkan saya coca-cola!
Istri : Suamiku, saya akan meninggalkanmu. Saya akan pergi berlibur dengan tukang ledeng kita ke Bali besok pagi
Suami : Kamu tidak bias berhenti mengoceh dan mengambilkan saya coca-cola? Dirumah ini tidak ada orang yang pernah mau mendengarkan saya

laki laki tersebut akhirnya kehilangan istrinya karena satu sebab, ia hanya mau didengar tetapi tidak mau “mendengarkan” istrinya!

Lilin Harapan

Ada 4 lilin yang menyala, Sedikit demi sedikit habis meleleh.
Suasana begitu sunyi sehingga terdengar percakapan mereka.
Yang pertama berkata, “Aku Adalah Damai. Namun manusia tidak dapat menjagaku, maka lebih baik aku mematikan diriku saja!” Demikianlah sedikit demi sedikit sang lilin padam.

Yang kedua berkata,”Aku Adalah Iman. Sayang aku tidak berguna lagi. Manusia tak mau mengenalku, untuk itulah tak ada gunanya aku tetap menyala.” Begitu selesai berbicara, tiupan angin memadamkannya.

Dengan sedih giliran lilin ketiga berbicara, “Aku Adalah Cinta. Tak mampu lagi aku untuk tetap menyala. Manusia tidak lagi memandang dan menganggapku berguna. Mereka saling membenci, bahkan membenci mereka yang mencintainya, membenci keluarganya.” Tanpa menunggu waktu lama, maka matilah lilin ke tiga.

Tanpa terduga…

Seorang anak saat itu masuk ke dalam kamar dan melihat ketiga lili telah padam. Karena takut akan kegelapan itu, ia berkata, “Ekh apa yang terjadi?! Kalian harus tetap menyala, Aku takut akan kegelapan!” Lalu ia menangis tersedu – sedu.
Lalu dengan terharu lilin ke empat berkata, “Jangan takut, Janganlah menangis, selama aku masih ada dan menyala, kita tetap dapat menyalakan ketiga lilin lainnya, Akulah Harapan.”

Dengan mata bersinar, sang anak mengambil lilin harapan, lalu menyalakan kembali ketiga lilin lainnya

Apa yang tidak pernah mati hanyalah HARAPAN yang ada dalam hati kita…
… dan masing – masing kita semoga dapat menjadi alat, seperti anak tersebut, yang dalam situasi apapun mampu menghidupkan kembali Iman, Damai, dan Cinta dengan HARAPAN nya!!!

Love Doesn't Need a Reason

Lady: Why do you like me..? Why do you love me?

Man: I can't tell the reason..
but I really like you..

Lady: You can't even tell me the reason... how can you say you like me?
How can you say you love me?

Man: I really don't know the reason, but I can prove that I love you.

Lady: Proof? No! I want you to tell me the reason.
My friend's boyfriend can tell her why
He loves her but not you!

Man: Ok..ok!!! Erm... because you are beautiful, because your voice is sweet, because you are caring, because you are loving, because you are thoughtful, because of your smile,because of your
every movements.

The lady felt very satisfied with the man's answer.
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:

Darling,
Because of your sweet voice that I love you...
Now can you talk? No! Therefore I cannot love you.
Because of your care and concern that I like you..
Now that you cannot show them, therefore I cannot love you.
Because of your smile,
Because of your every movements that I love you..
Now can you smile? Now can you move?
No, therefore I cannot love you...

If love needs a reason, like now, there is no
reason for me to love you anymore.
Do love need a reason? NO!
Therefore, I still love you...
And love doesn't need a reason

" Sometimes the best and the most beautiful
things in the world cannot be seen, cannot be
touched, but can be felt in the heart "

Apa Tuhan itu ada?

Ada seorang pemuda yang lama sekolah di negeri Paman Sam kembali ke tanah air.
Sesampainya dirumah ia meminta kepada orang tuanya untuk mencari seorang Guru Agama atau siapapun yang bias menjawab 3 pertanyaannya. Akhirnya Orang tua pemuda itu mendapatkan orang tersebut yaitu seorang Pendeta.
Pemuda: Anda siapa? Dan apakah bisa menjawab pertanyaan-pertanyaan saya?
Pendeta : Saya hamba Tuhan dan dengan izin-Nya saya akan menjawab pertanyaan anda
Pemuda: Anda yakin? sedang Profesor dan banyak orang pintar saja tidak mampu menjawab pertanyaan saya.
Pendeta : Saya akan mencoba sejauh kemampuan saya
Pemuda: Saya punya 3 buah pertanyaan
1. Kalau memang Tuhan itu ada, tunjukkan wujud Tuhan kepada saya
2. Apakah yang dinamakan takdir
3. Kalau setan diciptakan dari api kenapa dimasukan ke neraka yang dibuat dari api, tentu tidak menyakitkan buat setan Sebab mereka memiliki unsur yang sama. Apakah Tuhan tidak pernah berfikir sejauh itu?
Tiba-tiba Pendeta tersebut menampar pipi si Pemuda dengan keras.
Pemuda (sambil menahan sakit): Kenapa anda marah kepada saya?
Pendeta : Saya tidak marah...Tamparan itu adalah jawaban saya atas 3 buah pertanyaan yang anda ajukan kepada saya
Pemuda: Saya sungguh-sungguh tidak mengerti
Pendeta : Bagaimana rasanya tamparan saya?
Pemuda : Tentu saja saya merasakan sakit
Pendeta : Jadi anda percaya bahwa sakit itu ada?
Pemuda: Ya
Pendeta : Tunjukkan pada saya wujud sakit itu !
Pemuda: Saya tidak bisa
Pendeta : Itulah jawaban pertanyaan pertama: kita semua merasakan keberadaan Tuhan tanpa mampu melihat wujudnya.
Pendeta : Apakah tadi malam anda bermimpi akan ditampar oleh saya?
Pemuda: Tidak
Pendeta : Apakah pernah terpikir oleh anda akan menerima sebuah tamparan dari saya hari ini?
Pemuda: Tidak
Pendeta : Itulah yang dinamakan Takdir

Pendeta : Terbuat dari apa tangan yang saya gunakan untuk menampar anda?
Pemuda: kulit
Pendeta : Terbuat dari apa pipi anda?
Pemuda: kulit
Pendeta : Bagaimana rasanya tamparan saya?
Pemuda: sakit
Pendeta : Walaupun setan terbuat dari api dan Neraka terbuat dari api, Jika Tuhan berkehendak maka Neraka akan menjadi tempat menyakitkan untuk setan.

Kisah Pengaduk Besi Dan Garam

Seorang pemulung berjalan-jalan ditengah tumpukan sampah. di tengah tengah sampah tersebut ia menemukan sebuah pengaduk besi yang sudah tua dan berkarat. Sang pemulung kemudian memungut pengaduk besi tersebut dan kemudian meletakkannya di dalam tasnya.

Kemudian ia pun berjalan lagi dan didekat tempat ia menemukan pengaduk besi tadi, ia menemukan sebongkah garam dapur yang sudah sangat kotor. Garam tersebut kemudian ia pungut dan ia masukkan ke dalam
tasnya juga. Di dalam tas si pemulung tersebut, Garam dan pengaduk besi menjadi akrab. Mereka saling mengenal dan mengasihi satu sama lain, saling berbagi rasa, dan saling sharring tentang perjalanan mereka selama ini.

Sesampainya di rumah, si pemulung mengamplas pengaduk besi yang ia temukan tadi sehingga mengkilap kemudian melumurinya dengan minyak dan meletakkannya di tempat perkakasnya. Sedangkan bongkahan garam dapur yang ia temukan ia bersihkan dari kotoran-kotoran yang menempel padanya kemudian mencucinya sebentar dan meletakkannya di tempat bumbu dapur.

Pengaduk besi dan garam dapur sangat bersedih hati. Mereka yang sudah akrab merasa dipisahkan oleh si pemulung. Mereka menganggap si pemulung kejam karena telah memisahkan mereka. Dan mereka pun sepakat akan protes kepada si pemulung.

Akhirnya si pemulung mendengar protes kedua benda tersebut.

Besi berkata "Tuanku, mengapa engkau memisahkan aku dari garam dapur. Ia sahabat sejatiku."

Garam dapur pun protes serupa "Tidakkah sangat kejam tuan. Aku menyayangi pengaduk besi sahabatku. mengapa engkau memisahkan kami."

Si pemulung menjawab mereka "Hei pengaduk besi dan garam dapur. Tidak
tahukah kalian bahwa jika kalian bersatu terlalu lama akan merusakkan satu sama lain. Tidak Tahukah kalian bahwa Garam dapur akan larut oleh uap air dan membentuk air garam. Air garam dapat bereaksi dengan besi dan menimbulkan karat kemudian karat itu akan mengotori kalian semuanya. Aku akan menyatukan kalian lagi saat aku memasak, kemudian aku akan membersihkan kalian lagi."

Kisah garam dapur dan pengaduk besi ini adalah kisah perumpamaan tentang kehidupan kita sehari-hari. Mungkin kita merasa Tuhan
sangat kejam kepada kita karena permohonan kita dalam doa tidak terkabul. atau mungkin kita ditinggalkan oleh seorang yang kita kasihi. Tetapi ingatlah teman-teman bahwa pikiran kita sangat terbatas. Kita tidak mengetahui apa yang akan terjadi jika permohonan kita dikabulkan Tuhan. Hanya Tuhan yang mengetahui hal ya
ng terbaik bagi kita.

Cove and Love

He met her at a party. She was so outstanding, many guys chasing after her, while he was so normal, nobody paid attention to him.

At the end of the party, he invited her to have coffee with him, she was surprised but due to being polite, she promised. They sat in a nice coffee shop, he was too nervous to say anything, she felt uncomfortable, she thought to herself, "Please, let me go home.."

Suddenly he asked the waiter, "Would you please give me some salt? I'd like to put it in my coffee." Everybody stared at him, so strange! His face turned red but still, he put the salt in his coffee and drank it.

She asked him curiously, "Why you have this hobby?"

He replied, "When I was a little boy, I lived near the sea, I liked playing in the sea, I could feel the taste of the sea , just like the taste of the salty coffee. Now every time I have the salty coffee, I always think of my childhood, think of my hometown, I miss my hometown so much, I miss my parents who are still living there."

While saying that tears filled his eyes. She was deeply touched. That's his true feeling, from the bottom of his heart. A man who can tell out his homesickness, he must be a man who loves home, cares about home, has responsibility of home.. Then she also started to speak, spoke about her faraway hometown, her childhood, her family.

That was a really nice talk, also a beautiful beginning of their story. They continued to date. She found that actually he was a man who meets all her demands; he had tolerance, was kind hearted, warm, careful. He was such a good person but she almost missed him! Thanks to his salty coffee!

Then the story was just like every beautiful love story, the princess married to the prince, then they were living the happy life... And, every time she made coffee for him, she put some salt in the coffee, as she knew that's the way he liked it.

After 40 years, he passed away, left her a letter which said, "My dearest, please forgive me, forgive my whole life's lie. This was the only lie I said to you---the salty coffee.

Remember the first time we dated? I was so nervous at that time, actually I wanted some sugar, but I said salt. It was hard for me to change so I just went ahead. I never thought that could be the start of our communication!

I tried to tell you the truth many times in my life, but I was too afraid to do that, as I have promised not to lie to you for anything.. Now I'm dying, I afraid of nothing so I tell you the truth, I don't like the salty coffee, what a strange bad taste.. But I have had the salty coffee for my whole life!

Since I knew you, I never feel sorry for anything I do for you. Having you with me is my biggest happiness for my whole life. If I can live for the second time, still want to know you and have you for my whole life, even though I have to drink the salty coffee again."

Her tears made the letter totally wet. Someday, someone asked her, "What's the taste of salty coffee?"
She replied, "It's sweet."

love is not 2 forget but 2 forgive, not 2 see but understand, not 2 hear but 2 listen, not 2 let go but HOLD ON !!!!

Love begins with a smile, grows with a kiss and ends with a tear.



♥ True love hears what is not spoken & understands what is not explained, for love doesn't work in the mouth, nor the mind, but in the heart...

♥ True Love, nothing can describe what exactly is true love and nobody can say that they feel their true love until that tears come and fall along ur cheeks!!! Then, u can say that u had felt IT!!!!

2 Titik Airmata

Ada 2 titik airmata yang jatuh dan mengalir ke sebuah sungai. Titik airmata pertama itu menyapa titik airmata kedua, "Siapa kamu...?"
Titik airmata kedua menjawab, "Saya titik airmata dari seorang wanita yang mencintai seorang pria, tetapi telah kehilangan pria tersebut!"
Kemudian......
"Siapa pula kamu...?" tanya titik airmata kedua.
Jawab titik airmata pertama, "Saya adalah titik airmata dari seorang pria yang menyesal telah membiarkan wanita yang mencintai saya berlalu begitu saja."
  
Bertemu Orang yang Tepat
Mungkin Tuhan ingin kita bertemu dan bercinta dengan beberapa orang yang salah sebelum mempertemukan kita dengan orang yang tepat, sehingga saat kita menemukannya.... kita bisa lebih menghargainya.
 
Lari dari Cinta
Jangan pernah melarikan diri dari 'Cinta' apabila ia telah berada di hadapanmu, karena suatu saat kau akan teringat 'Cinta' tersebut dan menyesalinya.
 
Dasar Cinta
Dasar dari cinta adalah membiarkan orang yang kau cintai menjadi dirinya sendiri, dan tidak berusaha merubahnya sesuai keinginanmu.
Karena jika tidak, maka kau tak mencintainya....
Kau hanya mencintai pantulan dirimu sendiri yang kau temukan dalam dirinya.
 
Bukan....
Bukan laut namanya jika airnya tidak berombak....
Bukan kekasih namanya jika tidak ada rasa cemburu dan merindu....
Bukan cinta namanya jika perasaan tidak pernah terluka.....
 
Dirimu atau Nyawaku....?
Suatu hari nanti, kau akan bertanya padaku "Mana yang lebih penting bagimu, diriku atau nyawamu...?"
Dan akan kujawab, "Nyawaku....."
Kau pun akan berlalu dengan penuh kekecewaan tanpa menyadari bahwa kaulah nyawaku.
 
Datang dan Pergi
Cinta sering lari apabila kita berusaha mencarinya....
Tetapi sering juga tanpa kita sadari,
cinta kita biarkan pergi saat ia datang menghampiri kita.
 
Hidup dalam Cinta
Sesungguhnya manusia tidak jatuh ke dalam "Cinta"
ataupun keluar dari "Cinta"....
Manusia hidup, tumbuh dan besar dalam "Cinta".
 
Pasangan yang Tepat
Pasangan yang tepat bukanlah pasangan yang selalu ada disampingmu...
bukanlah pasangan yang selalu memuji dan menyenangkan hatimu dg kata2...
juga bukan pasangan yang selalu mengagungkanmu.....
Pasangan yang tepat adalah pasangan yang tahu segala kelemahan dan kekuranganmu, tetapi masih sanggup mencintai kamu dengan sepenuh hatinya.
 
Pintu Kebahagiaan
Ketika satu pintu kebahagiaan tertutup, maka pintu kebahagiaan yang lain akan dibukakan....
Tetapi sering kali kita hanya terpaku pada pintu kebahagiaan yang tertutup tersebut, tanpa menyadari ada pintu kebahagiaan lain yang dibukakan untuk kita.

Pohon, Daun, Angin

Jika Kau menginginkan cinta dari seseorang, tunjukkan cintamu. Cinta tidak membutuhkan keraguan, tunjukkan saja !!" Pohon, Daun dan Angin adalah 3 orang yang berbeda.

POHON
Alasan mengapa orang2 memanggilku "Pohon" karena aku sangat baik dalam menggambar pohon. Setelah itu, aku selalu menggunakan gambar pohon pada sisi kanan sebagai trademark pada semua lukisanku. Aku telah berpacaran sebanyak 5 orang wanita ketika aku masih di SMA. Ada satu wanita yang aku sangat aku cintai, tapi aku tidak punya keberanian untuk mengatakannya. Dia tidak memiliki wajah yang cantik, tubuh yang sexy, dsb, dia sangat peduli dengan orang lain dan religius tapi dia hanya wanita biasa saja. Aku menyukainya, sangat menyukainya, menyukai gayanya yang innocent dan apa adanya, kemandiriannya, aku menyukai kepandaiannya dan kekuatannya. Alasan aku tidak mengajaknya kencan karena aku merasa dia yang sangat biasa dan tidak serasi untukku. Aku juga takut, jika kami bersama semua perasaan yang indah ini akan hilang. Aku juga takut kalau gosip2 yang ada akan menyakitinya. Aku merasa dia adalah "sahabatku" dan aku akan memilikinya tiada batasnya dan aku tidak harus memberikan semuanya hanya untuk dia. Alasan yang terakhir, membuat dia menemaniku dalam berbagai pergumulan selama 3 tahun ini.
Dia tau aku mengejar gadis2 lain, dan aku telah membuatnya menangis selama 3 tahun. Ketika aku mencium pacarku yang kedua, dan terlihat olehnya. Dia hanya tersenyum dengan berwajah merah dan berkata "lanjutkan saja" dan setelah itu pergi meninggalkan kami. Esoknya, matanya bengkak .. dan merah ..Aku sengaja tidak mau memikirkan apa yang menyebabkannya menangis, but aku tertawa dengannya seharian. Ketika semuanya telah pulang, dia sendirian di kelas untuk menangis. Dia tidak tau bahwa aku kembali dari latihan sepakbola untuk mengambil sesuatu di kelas, dan aku melihatnya menangis selama sejam-an. Pacarku yang ke-4 tidak menyukainya. Pernah sekali mereka berdua perang dingin, aku tau bukan sifatnya untuk memulai perang dingin. Tapi aku masih tetap bersama pacarku. Aku berteriak padanya dan matanya penuh dengan air mata sedih dan kaget. Aku tidak memikirkan perasaannya dan pergi meninggalkannya bersama pacarku.
Esoknya masih tertawa dan bercanda denganku seperti tidak ada yang terjadi sebelumnya. Aku tau bahwa dia sangat sedih dan kecewa tapi dia tidak tau bahwa sakit hatiku sama buruknya dengan dia, aku juga sedih. Ketika aku putus dengan pacarku yang ke 5, aku mengajaknya pergi. Setelah kencan satu hari itu, aku mengatakan bahwa ada sesuatu yang ingin kukatakan padanya. Dia mengatakan bahwa kebetulan sekali bahwa dia juga ada sesuatu yang ingin dia katakan padaku. Aku cerita padanya tentang putusnya aku dengan pacarku dan dia berkata tentang dia sedang memulai suatu hubungan dengan seseorang. Aku tau pria itu. Dia sering mengejarnya selama ini. Pria yang baik, penuh energi dan menarik. Aku tak bisa memperlihatkan betapa sakit hatinya aku, tapi hanya bisa tersenyum dan mengucapkan selamat padanya. Ketika aku sampai di rumah, sakit hatiku bertambah kuat dan aku tidak dapat menahannya. Seperti ada batu yang sangat berat didadaku. Aku tak bisa bernapas dan ingin berteriak namun tidak bisa. Air mata mengalir dan aku jatuh menangis. Sudah sering aku melihatnya menangis untuk pria yang mengacuhkan kehadirannya. Ketika upacara kelulusan, aku membaca SMS di Handphoneku. SMS itu dikirim 10 hari yang lalu ketika aku sedih dan menangis. SMS itu berbunyi, "Daun terbang karena Angin bertiup atau karena Pohon tidak memintanya untuk tinggal ?".

DAUN
Selama SMA, aku suka mengoleksi daun2, kenapa? Karena aku merasa bahwa daun untuk meninggalkan pohon yang selama ini ditinggali selama ini membutuhkan banyak kekuatan. Selama 3 thn di SMA, aku dekat dengan seorang pria, bukan sebagai pacar tapi "Sahabat". Tapi ketika dia mempunyai pacar untuk yang pertama kalinya, Aku mempelajari sebuah perasaan yang belum pernah aku pelajari sebelumnya - ....yaitu... CEMBURU. Perasaan di hati ini tidak bisa digambarkan dengan menggunakan Lemon. Hal itu seperti 100 butir lemon busuk. Mereka hanya bersama selama 2 bulan. Ketika mereka putus, aku enyembunyikan perasaan yang luar biasa gembiranya. Tapi sebulan kemudian dia bersama seorang gadis lagi. Aku menyukainya dan aku tau bahwa dia juga menyukaiku, but mengapa dia tidak mau mengatakannya? Sejak dia mencintaiku, mengapa dia tidak yang memulainya dulu untuk melangkah? Ketika dia punya pacar baru lagi, hatiku selalu sakit. Waktu berjalan dan berjalan, hatiku sakit. Aku mulai mengira bahwa ini adalah cinta yang bertepuk sebelah tangan, tapi mengapa dia memperlakukanku dengan sangat baik diluar perlakuannya hanya untuk seorang teman? Menyukai seseorang sangat menyusahkan hati, aku tau kesukaannya, kebiasaan nya. Tapi perasaannya kepadaku tidak pernah bisa diketahui. Kau tidak mengharap kan aku seorang wanita untuk mengatakannya bukan ? Diluar itu, aku mau tetap disampingnya, memberikannya perhatian, menemaninya, dan mencintainya. Berharap, bahwa suatu hari, dia akan datang dan mencintaiku. Hal itu seperti menunggu telphonenya setiap malam, mengharapkannya untuk mengirimku SMS. Aku tau sesibuk apapun dia, dia pasti meluangkan waktunya untuk ku. Karena itu, aku menunggunya. 3 tahun cukup berat untuk kulalui dan aku mau menyerah.Kadang aku berpikir untuk tatap menunggu. Luka dan Sakit hati, dan dilemma yang menemaniku selama 3 tahun ini. Ketika diakhir tahun ke 3, seorang pria mengejarku. Dia adalah adik kelasku, setiap hari dia mengejarku tanpa lelah. Dari penolakan2 yang telah ditunjukkan, aku merasa bahwa aku ingin memberikan dia ruang kecil dihatiku. Dia seperti angin yang hangat dan lembut, mencoba meniup daun untuk terbang dari pohon.
Akhirnya, aku sadar bahwa aku tidak ingin memberikan Angin ini ruang yang kecil di hatiku. Aku tau Angin ini akan membawa pergi Daun yang lusuh jauh dan ketempat yang lebih baik. Akhirnya Aku meninggalkan Pohon, tapi Pohon hanya tersenyum dan tidak memintaku untuk tinggal, aku sangat sedih memandangnya tersenyum ke arahku.
"Daun terbang karena Angin bertiup atau Pohon tidak memintanya untuk tinggal"

ANGIN
Karena aku menyukai seorang gadis bernama Daun, karena dia sangat bergantung pada Pohon, jadi aku harus menjadi Angin yang kuat. Angin akan meniup Daun terbang jauh. Ketika aku pertama kalinya, ketika 1 bulan setelah aku pindah sekolah. Aku melihat seorang memperhatikan kami bermain sepakbola. Ketika itu, dia selalu duduk disana sendirian atau dengan teman2nya memerhatikan Pohon. Ketika Pohon berbicara dengan gadis2, ada cemburu di matanya. Ketika Pohon melihat ke arah Daun, ada senyum di matanya.Memperhatikannya menjadi kebiasaanku, seperti daun yang suka melihat Pohon. Suatu hari, dia tdk tampak, aku merasakan kehilangan. Seniorku juga tidak ada saat itu. Aku pergi ke kelas mereka, melihat seniorku sedang memperhatikan daun. Air mata mengalir di mata Daun ketika Pohon pergi, besoknya, aku melihat Daun di tempatnya yang biasa, memperhatikan Pohon. Aku melangkah dan tersenyum padanya. Menulis catatan dan memberikan kepadanya. Dia sangat kaget. Dia melihat ke arahku, tersenyum dan menerima catatanku. Besoknya, dia datang, menghampiriku dan memberiku catatan.
Hati Daun sangat kuat dan Angin tidak bisa meniupnya pergi, hal itu karena Daun tidak mau meninggalkan Pohon. Aku melihat ke arahnya dengan kata2 tersebut dan pelan dia mulai berkata padaku dan menerima kehadiranku dan telp ku. Aku tau orang yang dia cintai bukan aku, tapi aku akan berusaha agar suatu hari dia menyukai aku. Selama 4 bln, Aku telah mengucapkan kata Cinta tidak kurang dari 20x kepadanya. Setiap kali dia mengalihkan pembicaraan .. tapi aku tidak menyerah, aku memutuskan untuk memiliki dia dan berharap dia akan setuju menjadi pacarku. Aku bertanya," Apa yang kau lakukan? Kenapa kau tidak pernah membalas?", dia berkata, "Aku menengadahkan kepalaku". "Ah?" Aku tidak percaya apa yang aku dengar. "Aku menengadahkan kepalaku" dia berteriak. Aku meletakkan telp, berpakaian dan naik taxi ke tempat dia, dan dia membuka pintu, aku memeluknya kuat2.
"Daun terbang karena tiupan Angin atau karena Pohon tidak memintanya untuk tinggal".

Boy and Girl

Let the story begin ...

Sewaktu boy dan girl baru pacaran, boy melipat 1000 burung kertas buat
girl, menggantungkannya di dlm kamar girl. Boy mengatakan, 1000 burung
kertas itu menandakan 1000 ketulusan hatinya. Waktu itu, girl dan boy
setiap detik selalu merasakan betapa indahnya cinta mereka b'dua....

Tetapi pada suatu saat, girl mulai menjauhi boy. Girl memutuskan untuk
menikah dan pergi ke Perancis, ke Paris tempat yang dia impikan di dalam
mimpinya berkali2 itu!!

Sewaktu girl mau mutusin boy, girl bilang sama boy, "Kita harus melihat
dunia ini dengan pandangan yang dewasa..... Menikah bagi cewek adalah
kehidupan kedua kalinya!! Aku harus bisa memegang kesempatan ini dengan
baik. Kamu terlalu miskin, sungguh, aku tidak berani membayangkan
bagaimana kehidupan kita nanti setelah menikah...!!"

Setelah Girl pergi ke Perancis, Boy bekerja keras, dia pernah menjual
koran, menjadi karyawan sementara, bisnis kecil, setiap pekerjaan dia
kerjakan dengan sangat baik dan tekun.

Sudah lewat beberapa tahun...
Karena pertolongan teman dan kerja kerasnya, akhirnya dia mempunyai
sebuah
perusahaan. Dia sudah kaya, tetapi hatinya masih tertuju pada Girl, dia
masih tidak dapat melupakannya.

Pada suatu hari, waktu itu hujan, Boy dari mobilnya melihat sepasang
orang tua berjalan sangat pelan di depan. Dia mengenali mereka, mereka
adalah orang tua Girl..

Dia ingin mereka lihat kalau sekarang dia tidak hanya mempunyai mobil
pribadi, tetapi juga mempunyai Vila dan perusahaan sendiri. Boy ingin
mereka tahu kalau dia bukan seorang yang miskin lagi, dia sekarang adalah
seorang Bos.
Boy mengendarai mobilnya sangat pelan sambil mengikuti sepasang orang tua
tsb.

Hujan terus turun, tanpa henti, biarpun kedua org tua itu memakai payung,
tetapi badan mereka tetap basah karena hujan.

Sewaktu mereka sampai tempat tujuan, Boy tercegang oleh apa yang ada di
depan matanya, itu adalah tempat pemakaman! Dia melihat di atas papan
nisan,foto Girl tersenyum sangat manis terhadapnya.

Di samping makamnya yang kecil, tergantung burung2 kertas yang dibuatkan
Boy. Dalam hujan, burung2 kertas itu terlihat begitu hidup.

Org tua Girl memberitahu Boy, Girl tidak pergi ke paris. Girl terserang
kanker, Girl pergi ke surga. Girl ingin Boy menjadi orang, mempunyai
keluarga yang harmonis, maka dengan terpaksa ia berbuat demikian terhadap
Boy dulu. Girl bilang dia sangat mengerti Boy, dia percaya kalau Boy pasti
akan berhasil.

Girl mengatakan, kalau pada suatu hari Boy akan datang ke makamnya dan
berharap dia membawakan beberapa burung kertas buatnya lagi.
Boy langsung berlutut, berlutut di depan makam Girl, menangis dengan
begitu sedihnya. Hujan pada hari Ching Ming itu terasa tidak akan
berhenti, membasahi sekujur tubuh Boy. Dingin tidak terasa lagi, yang ada
kepiluan hati..

Boy teringat senyum manis Girl yang begitu manis dan polos, mengingat
semua itu, hatinya mulai meneteskan darah...

Sewaktu Orang tua ini keluar dari pemakaman, mereka melihat kalau Boy
sudah membukakan pintu mobil untuk mereka. Lagu sedih terdengar dari
dalam mobil tersebut,
"Hatiku tidak pernah menyesal, semuanya hanya untukmu 1000 burung kertas,
1000 ketulusan hatiku, beterbangan di dalam angin menginginkan bintang
yang lebat besebaran di langit, melewati sungai perak, apakah aku bisa
bertemu denganmu? Tidak takut berapapun jauhnya, hanya ingin sekarang
langsung berlari ke sampingmu. Masa lalu seperti asap, hilang dan tak kan
kembali, menambah kerinduan di hatiku. Bagaimanapun dicari, jodoh kehidupan
ini pasti tidak
akan berubah.."
(lirik langsung ditranslate dari bahasa Mandarin)