Sunday, November 16, 2008

LOVE

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. "When you use the computer you always mess up the Software programs, and you cry in front of the screen, I have to save my fingers so that I can help to restore the programs.
You always leave the house keys behind, thus I have to save my legs to rush home to open the door for you. You love traveling but always lose your way in a new city, I have to save my eyes to show you the way.
You always have the cramps whenever your "good friend" approaches every month, I have to save my palms so that I can calm the cramps in your tummy. You like to stay indoors, and I worry that you will be infected by infantile autism. I have to save my mouth to tell you jokes and stories to cure your boredom.
You always stare at the computer, and that will do nothing good for your eyes, I have to save my eyes so that when we grow old, I can help to clip your nails,and help to remove those annoying white hairs. So I can also hold your hand while strolling down the beach, as you enjoy the sunshine and the beautiful sand... and tell you the colour of flowers, just like the 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...
SOURCE.......email

22 comments:

Swats said...

Hi Renu
Welcome Back
Awesome post! Ive got tears in my eyes
Not kidding

aneri_masi said...

Such a sweet story, Di!

Reflections said...

What a lovely message....too often we tend to overlook what is in front of us & want tht flower on the side of the mountain cliff.
"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."
So, so very true!!!!!!

HOBO said...

Very touching.
Claps !!!

J P Joshi said...

Love............d it!

Amrita said...

old fwd but a gud one :)

Sandhya said...

Renu, I wondered about what you were writing, when I started reading your blog! Huh, it is good!

Shalom said...

I suppose most women believe that the grand, romantic gestures are a sign of true love. No doubt they are nice, once in a while, but I believe its the little things, like described in this email, that really show love & commitment.

For me, its my hubby jumping up to make my favourite remedy when he knows I have a headache, even though he may have just come back from work; making the morning tea if he wakes up before me; willingly helping out with the housework; patiently indulging my shopping sprees etc :)

D said...

That's a nice story.

The thing about love is that no two people love the same way. I might be more visibly romantic than my partner but that is not to say that I love him more than he loves me.

Ashish Surana said...

hey,

That was an awesome post ... i am not sure if it is practically feasible but yeah i agree with the last line.

Keep blogging :)

Cess said...

OMG Renu, u scared me so much, i thought it was ur story, that u were talkin about ur hubby, i was so scared! pfff, but it was a very good story though ;D

sansmerci said...

wow.. u bak after so long n brgt tears to my eyes with this story..exctly the way i feel bout my fiance after 4 yrs of being with him. now i kno true love need not be expressed n not get angry or lose hope on him nemore cos i kno noone can love me like him ever for sure! even if he never ever expresses it :) but i think after i came to tht state of mind i feel hes expressin it more than ever! mayb cos my expectation has decreased n i don get disapointed nemore :)

Just call me 'A' said...

very true. it's the small things that speaks of love. flowers and romantic moments are nice..but it's the small things that stick.

Maddy said...

If within two years of marriage and a year of courtship bring boredom,she has to think and do introspection,of what she was expecting from him. I know this is only a forward mail, but taking it as a case study,thats what I could comment. Dialogue is important and more importantly listening. Sometime we need to "Sleep over" on issues to make a better judgement. This is my opinion!!

மங்கை said...

Woww

everybody's life has a little of wahtever u have said...yeah.. love cud appear in anyform... it is all in our perspective... good one Renu..

my space said...

awwww...thats sweet and so so true...

Renu said...

SWATS: Thanks:) I am not back, just keep puting something so that u dont forget me:)

ANERI_MASI: Thanks:), and I am going to [post both the recipes on MEERI RASOI, sorry for the delaY:)

REFLECTIONS: The emotional fool we women are, we always go for the nitty gritty, forgetting the big things:)

HOBO: Thanx:)

JPJOSHI: Thanx:)

AMRITA: actually whatever I feel good or like it, I want to share with everybody:)

SANDHYA: Thanks for liking it:)

SHALOM: u r so right:),earlier whenevr I read any male actor's interview and read him praising his wife:) I knew there is a catch somewhere, those who dont show are generally more sincere:)

D: yes..thats what I wanted to show, that sometimes our ways of appreciation are dfferent, but they are not less imp.

ASHISH SURANA: Thanks for visiting me and liking the post, hope to see u often. This is a poetical description, but love has many ways of showing:)

SANSMERCI: I am still on vacation:), once u trust ur partner, u start seeing him in a different way, all his actions show his love:)

JUST CALL ME A: yeah:) our partners show their love in myriad ways:)

MADDY: As I wrote earlier, its a poetic way of saying that love has different ways:) and stories have to be exaggeration to show something so huge in few words, and yes u r right, I also believe that cool minds only make good judgements

Thanks, I cant write ur name:)

MY SPACE: Thanks:)

மங்கை said...

I am Mangai in Blog (Nandhini in real).. Sorry... as i followed u from a tamilians blog... i thought u know tamil...:-).. anyways thanks..

ohh so u cant read my blogs..:-((

A rebel all the way... said...

Hope you are back in your city Renu.
Nice story. Really touching. And thats what love is about - isnt it?! :)

Manasa said...

lovely story.. that's the reason I never delete any fwd without reading :)

Reflections said...

This is the limits....what kind of a vacation is this....its been ages since we got a proper post from u:-S.

Come back sooooon:-D

Renu said...

NANDHINI: I am feeling very sad that i cant read ur blog:(. Though i am trying to learnTamil, but even then I wud be able to converse only:(.

MANASA: me too:), I always read everything:).

REFLECTIONS: yeah Nancy, I am also feeling the same, but here nobody lets me alone for even half.n hr:)