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    For all those who r married or yet to marry....

    Worth Reading!!!

    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 a lovely girl called Dew. 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 Dew 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 did'nt have supper but went straight to
    sleep and fell asleep very fast because I was tired after an eventful day with Dew.
    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
    months time and she did'nt 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 everyday 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

    I told Dew 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
    mummy 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 realised 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 Dew 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 mum
    out. To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had become an
    essential part of his life. My wife
    gesture 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

    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. Dew opened the door and I said to her, Sorry, Dew, I do not
    want the divorce anymore.

    She looked at me, astonished. Then touched my forehead. Do you have a
    fever? She said. I moved her hand off my head. Sorry, Dew, 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 any more. Now I realise that since I carried her into my home on
    our wedding day I am supposed to hold her until death do us apart.
    Dew 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
    I'll carry you out every morning until deaths do us apart.

    The small details of our lives are what really matter in a
    relationship. It is not the mansion, the car, property, the money in
    the bank, blah...blah...blah. 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, but if you do, you
    just might save a marriage. <<Hmmmm......>>

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    Great One dear, has lot of meaning

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    nice one....well thats what a true love of a women in this case( i mean true love of anybody can do) safe a marriage save three lives....

    this story gives us strength that we should never loose hope and give oour best shot to the situation always whether it is our last or first chance to win it....

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    Chalo kahin to aapko true love nazar aaya,m happy 4 dat ppppllllzzzz change ur mind (bout leaving this forum) I said pls to u now its upto u.....

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    Quote Originally Posted by Lina
    Chalo kahin to aapko true love nazar aaya,m happy 4 dat ppppllllzzzz change ur mind (bout leaving this forum) I said pls to u now its upto u.....

    lolz.. i never said that galz true lovers nahi ho sakti.......ik aur naughty sa ans "muje nazar aaya true love woh bhi ik story mein ...iska matlaab not possible in real life.."

    and about leaving...u my friend said plz that is more then enough...i will think about it seriously......i mean that i should not leave...

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    In the news of breakups in media nowdays such as jon and bips and raj and swetha chowdary

    This is certainly a very good story that every body must read and should renew his love. I personaly feel there is something to learn / take from this story.
    Thanks keep it up.

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    so nice story.....

    really this story is teaching somthing so valuable!

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