I don’t know about you guys, but this story touches me… Try spending some time to read on…
I WAS born in a secluded mountain village. Day-by-day my parents ploughed the dry, yellow soil with their backs to the sky. I have one younger brother.
Once, to buy a handkerchief which all the girls around me seemed to have, I stole 50 cents from my father’s drawer. He found out right away and made my brother and me kneel against the wall as he held a bamboo stick in his hand.
“Who stole the money?” I was too stunned to speak up. Father said: “Fine, if nobody wants to admit to the theft, both of you will be beaten!”
He lifted the bamboo stick … Suddenly, my brother gripped his hand and said, “I did it!” The long stick hit my brother’s back with a thud. Father was so angry he kept hitting brother until he lost his breath. After that, he sat down on the stone bed and shouted: “You have learn to steal from your own house now. What other shameless things will you do in future? You should be beaten to death!”
That night, mother and I hugged my brother. His back was red and swollen, but he didn’t shed a single tear. In the middle of the night, all of sudden, I cried out. My brother covered my mouth with his little hand and said, “Sis, don’t cry. It’s over.” Read the rest of this entry »
ON my wedding day, the bridal car stopped in front of a one-room flat and I carried my wife into our new home. She was plump and shy; I was strong and happy.
In the decade that followed, we had a kid, I went into business and she remained a civil servant. Our marriage looked happy, but as our assets steadily increased, the affection between us ebbed. Then Dew came into my life.
As I stood on the balcony of the apartment I’d bought for her, Dew hugged me and said: “You’re the kind of man who draws a girl’s eyes.” Her words brought to mind what my wife had said when we were newly-weds: “Men like you, once successful, will be very attractive to girls.”
I knew I had betrayed her, but I couldn’t help myself. I left after telling Dew I had something to attend to. Suddenly, divorce, which had seemed impossible before, became a clear option.
The problem was telling my wife about it. I knew she would be deeply hurt because she had been a good spouse and mother.
Once, I had raised the subject in a joking manner: “Suppose we were to divorce … What would you do?” Read the rest of this entry »
Why do women cry? This is an universal question asked by all men, boyfriends and husbands alike. Here’s a story to explain things…. Get comfortable in that seat of yours, this might take a while…
A little boy asked his mother, “Why are you crying?” “Because I’m a woman,” she told him.
“I don’t understand,” he said. His Mom just hugged him and said, “And you never will.”
Later the little boy asked his father, “Why does mother seem to cry for no reason?”
“All women cry for no reason,” was all his dad could say.
The little boy grew up and became a man, still wondering why women cry.
Finally he put in a call to God. When God got on the phone, he asked, “God, why do women cry so easily?”
God said:
“When I made the woman she had to be special.
I made her shoulders strong enough to carry the weight of the world,
yet gentle enough to give comfort. Read the rest of this entry »