I got this from a friend. The story was so nice and whoever made this or wrote this, I salute you! This is a must read story.
A story of love in three perspectives. ..we could be the TREE, the LEAF or the WIND once in our lives for all we know...a good read...
TREE
I had dated 5 girls when I was in Pre-U. There's one girl who I love a lot but never dared to go after. She didn't have a pretty face, or good figure, nor an outstanding charm. She was just an ordinary girl.
I liked her. I really liked her.
I liked her innocence, her frankness, her intelligence and her fragility. Reason for not going after her was because I felt somebody so ordinary like her was not a good match for me. I was also afraid that after we were together, all the feelings would vanish. I was also afraid other's gossip would hurt her. I felt that if she were my girl, she'd be mine ultimately and I didn't have to give up everything just for her.
The last reason, made her accompanying me for 3 years. She watched me chase other girls, and I have made her heart cry for 3 years. She was a good actress and me a demanding director. When I kissed my 2nd girlfriend, she bumped into us. She was embarrassed but smiled and said, "Go on!" before running off. The next day, her eyes were swollen like a walnut. I didn't want to know what caused her to cry. Later that day, I returned from soccer training to get something and watched her cry in the classroom for an hour or so.
My 4th girlfriend didn't like her. There was once when both of them quarreled. I know that based on her character, she's not the type that will start off the quarrel. But I still sided my girlfriend. I shouted at her and ignored her feelings then walked off with my girlfriend. The next day, she was laughing and joking with me like nothing happened. I know she was hurt but she didn't know deep down inside I was hurt too.
When I broke up with my 5th girlfriend, I asked her out. Later that day, I told her I had something to tell her. I told her about my breakup. Coincidentally, she has something to tell me too, about her getting together. I knew who the guy was. His pursuit for her had been the talk of the school.
I didn't show her my heartache, just smiles and best wishes. Once I reached home, I couldn't breathe. Tears rolled and I broke down. How many times have I seen her cry for the man who didn't acknowledge her presence?
During graduation, I received a text message from her. It said, "Leaf's departure is because of Wind's pursuit. Or because the Tree didn't ask her to stay ..."
LEAF
People call me "Leaf".
During the 3 years of Pre-U, I was on very close terms with a guy as buddy kind. But when he had his 1st girlfriend, I learned a feeling I never should've learned - jealousy. Sourness to the extreme limit. They were only together for 2 months. When they broke up, I hid my happiness. But after a month, he got together with another girl.
I liked him and I know he liked me. But why won't he pursue me? If he really loves me, why didn't he make the first move?
Whenever he had a new girlfriend, my heart would hurt. After some time, I began to suspect that this was one sided love. If he didn't like me, why did he treat me so well? It's beyond what you will normally do for a friend. I know his likes, his habits. But his feelings towards me I can never figure out. You can't expect from a girl like me to ask him. Despite that, I still wanted to be by his side. Care for him, accompany him, love him. Hoping that one day, he will come to love me too. And because of this, I waited for him.
Sometimes, I wondered if I should continue waiting. The pain, the dilemma accompanied me for 3 years. At the end of my 3rd year, a junior pursues me. He's like the cool and gentle wind, trying to blow off a leaf from a tree. In the end, I realized that I wanted to give this wind a small footing in my heart. I know the wind will bring the leaf to a better land.
Finally leaf left the tree, but the tree only smiled and didn't ask theleaf to stay.
"Leaf's departure is because of Wind's pursuit. Or because the Tree didn't ask her to stay..."
WIND
People call me "Wind".
Because I like a girl called "Leaf". Because she's so dependent on the tree so I have to be a gust wind, a wind that will blow her away. When I first met her, it was 1 month after I transfer to the new school. I saw a petite person looking at my seniors and me playing soccer.
During ECA time, she will always be sitting there. Be it alone or with her friends, looking at him. When he talks with girls, there's jealousy in her eyes. When he looked at her, there's a smile in her eyes. Looking at her became my habit. Just like she likes to look at him.
One day, she didn't appear. I felt something amissed. I can't explain the feeling except it's a kind of uneasiness. The senior was not there as well. I went to their classroom, hid outside and saw my senior scolding her. Tears were in her eyes while he left. The next day, I saw her at her usual place, looking at him. I walked over and smiled at her, took out a note and gave it to her. She was surprised. She looked at me, smiled, and accepts the note.
The day after, she appeared and passes me a note and left. "Leaf's heart is too heavy and the wind couldn't blow her away".
"It's not that leaf's heart is too heavy. It's simply because leaf never wants to leave the tree". I replied her note with this statement and slowly she started to talk to me and accept my presents and phone calls.
I know that the person she loves is not me. But I have this perseverance that one day, I will make her like me. Within 4 months, I have declared my love for her no less than 20 times. Every time, she will divert away from the topic. But I never give up. If I'm really decided for her to be mine, I will definitely use all means to win her over.
I can't remember how many times I have declared my love to her. Although I know she will always try to change the topic, I still bear a small ray of hope deep within me, that she will agree to be my girlfriend. And so I asked her again.
I didn't hear any reply from her over the phone. I asked, "What are you doing? How come you didn't want to reply?"
"I'm nodding my head", she said.
"Huh?" I couldn't believe my ears.
"I'm nodding my head", she replied loudly.
I hang up the phone, quickly changed, took a taxi and rushed to her place. My hands were trembling when I press the doorbell. I hugged her tightly as she opened the door.
"Leaf's departure is because of Wind's pursuit. Or because the Tree
didn't ask her to stay..."
Nakakatuwa ang mga pinoy. Sa harap ng kahirapan, nagagawa pa ring tumawa at magsaya. Eto pa, puno pa rin ang Divisoria araw araw, at ang pila sa Puregold, parang relay lang naman sa haba. Yan ang pinoy! Ibang lebel. Tayo na ata ang bansang kahit sang lupalop ng mundo mo dalhin ay kakayaning mabuhay dahil na rin sa matinding hirap sa ating bansa.
Magaling makisama, madaling makibagay, madaling matuto, at madeskarte sa buhay. Madami na akong nakilalang pinoy sa labas ng pinas na patuloy na nakikipagsapalaran. Sa tingin ng iba, kumakamal na sila ng limpak limpak na salapi, ngunit ang di nila alam, dugo’t pawis naman ang inalay nila bago magkaroon ng isang buwang sahod. May kasama pa itong singhal, hirap ng pag-unawa sa linguahe ng bansang kanilang pinagttrabahuhan, malayo sa pamilya, di pagtulog sa oras at marami pang iba, kaya di mapapantayan ng pera ang dinanas nila bago magkaroon ng ilang dolyar sa bulsa. Malaking bahagi naman nito ay hindi man lamang nga nailalagay sa mga pitaka. Pagkakuha sa amo, diretso na ito sa mga remittance centers tulad ng Western Union, UAE Exchange, BPI, atbp.
Isa sa mga nasaksihan kong medyo kumurot sa puso ko ay nang makita ko ang ilang kababayan sa Hong Kong. Minsan habang naglalakad papunta sa Central, may dalawang ina na naguusap tungkol sa kanilang mga anak. Pinapakita ng isang ina ang larawan ng kanyang anak sa kaibigan (Grad pic) . Sabi nito, “Eto, ga-graduate na siya sa college. Nakaraos na rin ng isa.” Iniisip ko tuloy, ano kayang nasa isip ng mga anak nya sa Pinas? Alam kaya talaga nila ang totoong kalagayan ng kanilang ina? Marami rin akong nakapanayam na katulad nila. Pawang mababaw ang kaligayahan. Makatawag sa Pinas at makausap ang mga anak at mahal sa buhay, sapat na sa kanila. Makabili ng pansit canton, Magazine, itlog na maalat, sardinas at iba pa sa Central ay nagdudulot na ng sobrang ligaya sa kanila. Yan marahil ang di alam ng karamihan. Kung masasaksihan lamang nila ang totoong buhay sa labas, siguro, higit na magiging malaki ang pang-unawa nila sa mga dumarating at di tsokolate o salapi lamang ang hihintayin nila buhat sa mga balikbayan.
Mejo nagsesenti lang naman. Isa rin kasi ako sa mga nakapagtrabaho sa labas. At mas naintindihan ko ngayon ang aking ama kung bakit ganon na lamang ang kanyang reaksiyon pagdating sa mga bagay na may kaugnayan ang pera.
Marami pa sanang kwentong gusto kong ibahagi, pero sapat na ito sa ngayon. Hanggang sa susunod na mga kwento at mga paglalakbay.
Excerpts from 'After Eden' by Mr. Arnold Arre
I read After Eden by Mr. Arnold Arre a few years back and I saw my old notebook this morning with some excerpts from it. I actually borrowed the book from Jearum and it took me quite a long time to finish it. I was actually a bit preoccupied that time but anyway, here it is. Just want to share to everyone.
6.30.04 [ Oh my God! Look at the date ]
Clasping of Hands – is the secret to all relationships. The fingers represent our good sides and the gaps between them… our shortcomings. We bump our fingers together – our good sides …and what happens? There’s tension! Conflicts! Painful too. But if we allow the other person to fill in the gaps – to fill in our shortcomings.. we create harmony. A link is made. An unbreakable union.
Lost of someone you love (pp. 153) – I was once a sleeping child. But now I’ve opened my eyes. I chose the crooked path of ignorance and this is the price I must pay. I’ve often thought of love as a strange place. A place where one can easily get lost in. No directions, no road signs, yet I entered it despite all that… I saw in that place a castle in the clouds. I’d like to be in that castle, to finally meet my prince waiting for me at the gate... where he’ll kiss my hand as we dance till dawn breaks. But there is no prince. No magical forest. No castle. There are no such things. I was once a sleeping child… Love songs have lost their meaning. Sunsets, their beauty. The stars have grown tired of shining. The flowers have all wilted. There’s no more dancing. No more evening walks. No more staring at the clouds. No more wishing on the moon. No more birds flying overhead. No more soft whispers. No more laughter. No more embraces. No more kisses. No more.
Relationships – Relationships being pointless, that it’s better to avoid love than face the hell that comes with it. The admirable thing in most couples is that, they actually have the guts to face it anyway.
