Pada masa dahulu ada seorang jejaka yang selalu menghabiskan masanya Di perpustakaan pada waktu lapang. Dia amat suka membaca novel & buku Cerita sehingga suatu hari dia telah terjumpa sebuah novel yang ada tertulis nama & alamat seorang gadis di salah satu muka suratnya.
Tertulis disitu
"Catrina...kesepian & perlukan sahabat". Tergerak hati jejaka untuk mengutus surat kepada si gadis. Setelah pulang ke rumah, jejaka itu menulis surat untuk memberitahu niat ingin berkawan dengan gadis itu. Beberapa hari kemudian si jejaka mendapat balasan daripada gadis bahawa dia juga bersetuju untuk berkawan dengan si jejaka. Hari betukar minggu dan minggu bertukar bulan. Persahabatan mula bertukar kepada perasaan sayang. Namun begitu masing-masing masih belum bertemu. Si jejaka ingin sekali bertemu si gadis dan begitu juga dengan si gadis. Walaupun kedua-keduanya masih belum melihat rupa masing-masing, tapi perasaan sayang tetap berbuku di hati.
Sehingga suatu hari, si jejaka dipanggil oleh bala tentera untuk pergi ke medan perang. Si jejaka amat susah hati kerana dia takut sekiranya dia tidak akan mungkin bertemu dengan si gadis.Maka diutuskannya surat berbunyi "Kalau Tuhan panjangkan jodoh kita, dan kamu masih sayang padaku, kita berjumpalah di stesen keretapi di Bandar kamu pada hari perang diumumkan tamat nanti. Aku akan memakai pakaian tenteraku dan membawa sekuntum mawar berwarna merah. Aku akan mengenali kamu sekiranya kamu juga memegang bunga mawar merah. Setelah itu izikanlah aku membawa mu makan malam dan bertemu orang tuaku." Maka pergi lah jejaka ke medan perang setelah mengutuskan surat itu...
Beberapa bulan kemudian...
Pada hari pengumuman perang tamat, si jejaka pergi ke stesen keretapi . Di bandar tempat si gadis tinggal sambil memegang bunga di tangan. Dilihatnya seorang demi seorang gadis yang lalu sekiranya dia turut memegang bunga. Tiba-tiba.. si jejaka ternampak seorang gadis yang agak berisi dan duduk di kerusi roda sambil melihat sekeliling. Kakinya kudung dan tangannya cacat sebelah... sebelah lagi tangannya memegang sekuntum bunga mawar berwarna merah...
Si jejaka agak terkejut tetapi dia memberanikan diri menghampiri si gadis. "Catrina?" Gadis itu melihat
ke arah si jejaka dan tersenyum. Si jejaka terus menghulurkan bunga mawar kepada si gadis dan berkata "Aku amat merinduimu. Terimalah bunga ini dan pelawaan ku untuk makan malam. Orang tuaku tidak sabar untuk bertemu denganmu." Sambil kemudian mencium tangannya. Si gadis itu terus bersuara,"Aku tidak tahu apa yang terjadi. Tapi ada seorang gadis cantik memberikan bunga ini kepadaku sebentar tadi. Dia menyuruhku memberitahu kamu bahawa dia sedang menunggu kamu di restoran dekat stesen ini sekiranya kamu mempelawaku makan malam dan bertemu orang tuamu."
Berapa ramaikah manusia yang sesuci hati jejaka ini? Dia melihat kepada hati dan bukan kepada rupa. Dia telah mengotakan janji nya dan tetap berpegang kepada perasaan sayang walaupun pada mulanya dia menjangkakan gadis cacat itu adalah Catrina. Sesungguhnya semua manusia harus berfikir seperti dia.
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Thursday, January 29, 2009
Friday, December 19, 2008
.:: Him, Her and The Red Roses ::.
Each year he sent her roses, and the note would always say, " I love you even more this year, than last year on this day. My love for you will always grow, with every passing year."
She knew this was the last time that the roses would appear. She thought, he ordered roses in advance before this day. Her loving husband did not know, that he would pass away.
He always liked to do things early, way before the time. Then, if he got too busy, everything would work out fine.
She trimmed the stems and placed them in a very special vase. Then, sat the vase beside the portrait of his smiling face.
She would sit for hours, in her husband's favorite chair. While staring at his picture, and the roses sitting there.
A year went by, and it was to live without her mate. With loneliness and solitude, that had become her fate.
Then, the very hour, the doorbell rang, and there were roses sitting by her door.
She brought the roses in, and then just looked at them in shock. Then, went to get the telephone, to call the florist shop.
The owner answered, and she asked him, if he would explain, Why would someone would do this to her, causing her such pain?
"I know your husband passed away, more than a year ago," The owner said, "I knew you'd call, and you would want to know. The flowers you received today, were paid for in advance. Your husband always planned ahead, he left nothing to chance. There is a standing order, that I have on file down here, And he has paid, well in advance, you'll get them every year."
"There also is another thing, that I think you should know, he wrote a special little card. He did this years ago. Then, should ever I find out that he's no longer here, that's the card that should be sent to you the following year."
She thanked him and hung up the phone, her tears now flowing hard. Her fingers shaking, as she slowly reached to get the card.
Inside the card, she saw that he had written her a note. Then, as she stared in total silence, this is what he wrote...
"Hello my love, I know it's been a year since I've been gone. I hope it hasn't been too hard for you to overcome. I know it must be lonely, and the pain is very real. Or if it was the other way, I know how I would feel. The love we shared made everything so beautiful in life. I loved you more than words can say, you were the perfect wife. You were my friend and lover, you fulfilled my every need. I know it's only been a year, but please try not to grieve. I want you to be happy, even when you shed your tears.That is why the roses will be sent to you for years. When you get these roses, think of all the happiness that we had together, and how both of us were blessed. I have always loved you and I know I always will. But, my love, you must go on, you have some living still. Please...try to find happiness, while living out your days. I know it is not easy, but I hope you find some ways. The roses will come every year, and they will only stop, when your door's not answered, when the florist stops to knock. He will come five times that day, in case you have gone out. But after his last visit, he will know without a doubt! To take the roses to the place, where I've instructed him and place the roses where we are, together once again. Sometimes in life, you find a special friend; Someone who changes your life just by being part of it. Someone who makes you laugh until you can't stop; Someone who makes you believe that there really is good in the world. Someone who convinces you that there really is an unlocked door just waiting for you to open it. This is Forever Friendship. This is the sacred RED ROSE.
P/S : I received this lovely story from one of my friend via email. I wanna share with you guys the message of this love story. Enjoy ur reading. It's worth it.
She knew this was the last time that the roses would appear. She thought, he ordered roses in advance before this day. Her loving husband did not know, that he would pass away.
He always liked to do things early, way before the time. Then, if he got too busy, everything would work out fine.
She trimmed the stems and placed them in a very special vase. Then, sat the vase beside the portrait of his smiling face.
She would sit for hours, in her husband's favorite chair. While staring at his picture, and the roses sitting there.
A year went by, and it was to live without her mate. With loneliness and solitude, that had become her fate.
Then, the very hour, the doorbell rang, and there were roses sitting by her door.
She brought the roses in, and then just looked at them in shock. Then, went to get the telephone, to call the florist shop.
The owner answered, and she asked him, if he would explain, Why would someone would do this to her, causing her such pain?
"I know your husband passed away, more than a year ago," The owner said, "I knew you'd call, and you would want to know. The flowers you received today, were paid for in advance. Your husband always planned ahead, he left nothing to chance. There is a standing order, that I have on file down here, And he has paid, well in advance, you'll get them every year."
"There also is another thing, that I think you should know, he wrote a special little card. He did this years ago. Then, should ever I find out that he's no longer here, that's the card that should be sent to you the following year."
She thanked him and hung up the phone, her tears now flowing hard. Her fingers shaking, as she slowly reached to get the card.
Inside the card, she saw that he had written her a note. Then, as she stared in total silence, this is what he wrote...
"Hello my love, I know it's been a year since I've been gone. I hope it hasn't been too hard for you to overcome. I know it must be lonely, and the pain is very real. Or if it was the other way, I know how I would feel. The love we shared made everything so beautiful in life. I loved you more than words can say, you were the perfect wife. You were my friend and lover, you fulfilled my every need. I know it's only been a year, but please try not to grieve. I want you to be happy, even when you shed your tears.That is why the roses will be sent to you for years. When you get these roses, think of all the happiness that we had together, and how both of us were blessed. I have always loved you and I know I always will. But, my love, you must go on, you have some living still. Please...try to find happiness, while living out your days. I know it is not easy, but I hope you find some ways. The roses will come every year, and they will only stop, when your door's not answered, when the florist stops to knock. He will come five times that day, in case you have gone out. But after his last visit, he will know without a doubt! To take the roses to the place, where I've instructed him and place the roses where we are, together once again. Sometimes in life, you find a special friend; Someone who changes your life just by being part of it. Someone who makes you laugh until you can't stop; Someone who makes you believe that there really is good in the world. Someone who convinces you that there really is an unlocked door just waiting for you to open it. This is Forever Friendship. This is the sacred RED ROSE.
P/S : I received this lovely story from one of my friend via email. I wanna share with you guys the message of this love story. Enjoy ur reading. It's worth it.
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