Wednesday, January 05, 2011

My day would be this colorful if there are no you in my life.

Everyone has their own story. I read some of my favourite blog. They write about life. Mostly they are woman who frustrated with life. One of them had been divorce. She has 4 kids. Another girl had fallen in love with someone but that guy fall to another girl. Other girl writes about her pregnancy progress. Life full of secret and have natural colour.

We met a person who had lost his/her dear one. We met a woman who had lost her dear husband. Some of them are struggling to keep alive. We are struggling every single day to be breath. We are struggling in different types. Some of us have to work hard to get more money for their child. Some of us have to fight with their bad health. We do struggling in our own way.

Life is so special. I do believe it. Our life will have ups and downs. It’s just like a circle. Everybody will face the hard time once or more than once in their life. That is why we called it life. Life is not static. Life has to move on. I have passed so much critical time in my life. I didn't think to suicide but I did it and I failed.

I’m suffering not because I have brain cancer. I’m more suffering because of depression. My life totally changes when I’m paralyzing, had tumour, need to dialysis, and need to meet psychiatrist.  It’s not easy for me to adapt all that. I need time. Until now I still try to adapt my new life style.

I didn't share what I had been trough with my love ones. Maybe just a little bit. I don’t want she worry about me. I just want her to study and complete her medical bachelor. When she asked to accompany me, I said no. She needs rest to focus on her study. How could I let her stay up just to be with me?

I knew how worry she is. She couldn't sleep if I’m not accompanying her. All she has is me. It’s so hard for her to close her eyes and not to concerning me. I didn't have any choice. I won’t let she sacrifice her sleep time just to take care of me. That is not my way. After all, I am happy.

I am happy I have her and kids. I am happy because I still can write and read. I am happy because I still can sing for my dear one before she sleeps. I am happy because I wanted to be happy. Yeah, I’m fully happy of course. At least I try to be happy. I don’t want my wife sad when she saw me crying. I want her to be happy and always smile.

Years ago I wanted she to leave me. I thought we will be happier. I want her to find someone else to replace me, to give her happiness, to bring light to her. I can’t do anything for her. I felt hopeless. To a man who can’t give happiness to their love ones is not a man. She refuses to leave me. For several days, I cried - I missed her badly. So do with her. That is my bad. I’m sorry honey.

I was wrong when I thought without me she would be happy. I was totally wrong. When she have me, she would be happy, neither me. That is life. What we thought the best sometimes is not the best for us. What we thought not always right. We do hope everything would be fine for us. We do hope our life won’t be this hard. We do hope but we didn't have any power to say “I want my life back, I want my life easy than this”.

We do have something else that sometimes we just blind to cherish that - the people around us. Without them we couldn't make it. If you meet someone who frustrated in their life, do give your support. If you read a blog about hard life, do give a doa. Help them so that He will help you.

To my lady, thank you for your love and hope. I won’t let you down. My day would be this colorful if there are no you in my life. *yes I copy-paste your words - sharing is loving right?*

Okay, I’m not good in romantic word because I’m not romantic at all. Well, I’m conservative man.

I love you - every day.

Monday, January 03, 2011

Honey, you just like coffee - always hot and sexy

I love to write even though my official field is engineering. Writing to me just like coffee; I enjoy it and I love it. More important it’s make me feel relax, in other words - therapy. I’m a conservative man who think and believe man should not show off their weakness, not to crying, must be brave, not to share their painful with partner and protect their loves one.

Years ago and until now I do believe man should protect their lady by their own ways. Girls just like coffee; have a lot of types - White Coffee, Kopi Janda, Tongkat Ali ect. Each type has different taste. To know how to handle a girl, you have to know what type she is - a traditionalist, moderate, socialist, ect. Then you know how to handle that lady. Handle doesn’t mean you control her life fully.

Do not make any generalize to them and don’t ever show that you are more intelligent, vast knowledge and macho. If you tackle my wife I believe she will reject you. Why? Because now days girls are more advance than man. Trust me. For example, my expertise in engine but I’m truly dim-witted in computing. Who teach me how to up grade my laptop? my wife.

I’m not bashful to tell you that because we are human. We are not expertise in everything in this world. Then we need someone like guardian angle to help us. Man full of ego so do with woman. I’m old-fashioned men who never ever have any idea how to tackle a girl. My wife had rejected me more than 6 times. Her self-esteem (read ego) more than me.

I don’t know why man always trying to control their lady. Let them free. As human being, we should have our own life to enjoy it. Let them have a little bit privacy. Let them hang out with their friends, watching movies, be friends with guys. Why should you control everything? It’s pointless. Trust me, woman know how to take care their self. They are not kids to be control 24/7. Come on.

My friends told me that my words harsh and that is why more than 2 times she cried because of my harsh words. Man is like that. I think so. People change. Love made me changes a lot. When you love someone you must know how to tolerant with her, how to melt her heart and how to make her heart beats fast when you both together. Some of my good friends asked me how long I fall in love with my wife. Eight years before I tackled her officially, she had made my heart melting. Until now, I still love her even more.

After all, I can share everything with her - through my words. I’m to shy to say “I love you”. Once she said “Abang tak pandai jawab”, refer to her “I love you” that I didn’t reply. I have four blogs. All my blog she read but she never asked or talked about what have I wrote. I love the way she behave. Just read in silent and didn’t give feedback.

Honey, you just like coffee - always hot and sexy.

I love you.