REALLY SHORT POST!
Early in the relationship, we talked. A lot. We wanted to know every single detail of each other, whether or not they are in the past, or dreams in the future. We just wanted to know EVERYTHING. Our chatters never stopped. But after a couple of months, the chatter died down. We became more quiet even though we still go through a lot together. People around us noticed the change too. They asked us before whether our relationship weren't stable as before. I casually replied, "No... We are just in that particular comfortable stage..." But I felt insecure. I didn't know for sure what I said was true.
One night, we were sitting outside the porch. Me lying on his shoulder with his arm around me. We were quiet, but in a comfortable way. I didn't felt anything amiss until I thought of what my friends had said about our relationship that I broke the warm silence. "Hey, do you still love me?" I asked and in that instant, I regretted asking that. "Of course I do. Why shouldn't I?" he asked. I didn't know how to explain to him. I decided to tell him what my friends said about our relationship. He understood everything.
"Do you want to know why our relationship has become from the noisy chatters of questions from each of us to this simple silence?" He continued, "It is because we know everything from each other, everything from the past, the present, the future. I know everything about you. I know your favourite colour, food, drink, even your fav pair of jeans. When we know everything about each other, we just add the remainings of each of us along the line. As time passes, we will know more about each of us. My reason for having this silence, is because I want to observe you..."
I looked at him, confused. He tried to explain more for me. "I want to observe your life, your emotions and feelings. I want to keep in check whether is there anything wrong in your life. If there is, I will and help. Another reason for the silence, I just want to enjoy you, being with me." I was actually touched when he said that.
I hugged him tighter and said, "Now I know why. I love you." He smiled. "I love you too, bunny head." The silence was warm all through our relationship, and our marriage.
Thursday, March 29, 2012
Tuesday, March 6, 2012
Deaf and Mute
“I am a deaf man. 28 years of age. Single and available.” This was my info on my facebook profile account. The reason why I became deaf was because of an ENT infection at the age of 18. It started out as a mere sore throat. Then, it became worst and I came down with really high fever. A virus in my system infected my ear. After I recovered from the fever, I found out I lost my sense of sound. I couldn’t hear anything, even with a hearing aid. I was sad at first, but then I knew I shouldn’t be discouraged. At least I have my life. I felt like I had everything a person could dream of; two loving parents, my adorable sister, and a steady job as a deaf teacher at a special school. But I felt something missing in my life; I knew what it was when I met her via facebook.
I joined a support group of people who are deaf and mute in facebook. I met many people who were going a tough time being disabled. I chatted with many of them and we would exchange our opinions on how to overcome certain problems as a deaf person. One day, a new member started chatting with me. Her name was Cindy. It was just a simple hello, but I knew something was different about her. I found out she was mute. She told me her story via facebook.
“Hello. I am Cindy. I am 24 this year. I just wanted to talk to someone since my accident.”
After reading a message, I decided to reply her.
“Hello Cindy. My name is Frank. I am 28 this year. I am a deaf person after a virus infection. So Cindy, what happened to you after your accident you referred about?”
I thought she was offline then but within a couple of minutes, she replied back.
“Hello Frank. I became mute after a severe car accident 2 years ago. The doctors said my vocal chords are badly damaged, and I may not be able to talk again. I just need someone to confide to. My parents are ashamed of me being mute. They think that nobody will want me because I am mute. I think what they are saying are true. What am I to do?”
When I was finished, I knew what she meant. Initially, my parents were like that too. They kept asking how their baby boy will find a girl that doesn’t mind him being deaf. I was upset about that too, but I kept being optimistic about life. I knew God had made me like this for a purpose. I decided to try and make Cindy understand that it is normal for parents to be like that.
“Cindy, I understand what you are feeling right now. You just have to be happy what you have in life. My parents were the same like yours too. God made both of us like this; he surely must have a reason, right?”
We chatted nearly everyday for a month through the group until I decided to add her account. I learned more about her. She is an art teacher. She used to teach in an elementary school until her accident. After she fully recovered, she went and taught at a special school, like me. During the next month after I added her as my friend, I found her attitude about her disability to improve. She became more and more bubbly and happy.
One day, I decided to read through her profile to know more about her. This was something I don’t usually do but I somehow, I just wanted to know more about her. I read through her profile. I found out she was staying at a city next to mind, not too far away. Her town was only two hours from mine. I saw that her interests lie in books and art. I went through her song lists and saw that she like the piano instrumentals. I saw that she plays the piano too. I smiled. I know how to play the piano but after I loss my hearing, I seldom play because I was afraid that I couldn’t play as well as before with my hearing. I also learned more about how she looked like. She had dark brown eyes, and pretty black hair. Her smile radiates the entire place when I saw. She is beautiful.
I knew her for only three months, but I began to fall for her. I fell for her bubbly attitude, and for her optimistic view of life. One day, I typed something on the social network and left it as my status.
“I think I found that special someone which made my heart skip a beat.” it read.
Within an hour, many of my friends started commenting asking me who was the girl I had set my eyes on. I giggled inwardly at their curiousity. Suddenly, I noticed Cindy commented on my status too. “Congratulations.” I sensed something about my status bothered her. I knew right away something was not right. Immediately, I messaged her.
“Cindy, are you okay?”
“Not really…”
“Why? Do you want to tell me what’s wrong?”
“Sigh, I guess. I am heartbroken…”
“Oh. You were in a relationship with someone before? How come I never know about that?”
It got me suspicious. Her relationship status on her account read ‘Single’. It maybe fake to some other people, but I knew Cindy long enough that she isn’t those types of ‘people’.
“No, I never been in a relationship till I lost my voice. I am just heartbroken. Enough about me, what about you? From your status, looks like you found someone special. Describe me about her.”
I decided to give hints to her who is that special someone.
“She is beautiful. She has pretty black hair, sparkling brown eyes and a glowing smile. But, she doesn’t know I like her…”
I held my breath while waiting for her to reply. When she did, I couldn’t imagine what had she wrote.
“Why you didn’t tell her? You should, you know… if not, you might lose her!”
It was there and then I decided to tell her my feelings for her.
“Yeah, you are right. I should tell her. Cindy, I love you…”
There was an awkward moment of pause. Nothing happened. She didn’t reply me. I was getting worried what she might be thinking at that moment. After nearly ten minutes, I saw someone had commented on my status. It was a HUGE blow for me when I saw who had replied. And I nearly fainted when I saw what the person had replied. It was Cindy.
“Frank, I love you too…”
Because of that one comment, my notification was filled within an hour. Since then, both Cindy and I had been together through the social media. That night, we changed our relationship status at 12 am sharp.
“Frank is in a relationship with Cindy”
It was in the third month in our relationship when I decided to visit her. I had tried playing an instrumental piece of Bruno Mars’ ‘Just The Way You Are’. Even thought I couldn’t hear myself playing, I knew Cindy would love it. I asked my sister to help me with it because she was the only person who knew about our relationship. After my sister said that my playing was perfect, I decided to text message Cindy to tell her I will be boarding a bus that weekend to meet her. She was so happy about it and couldn’t wait.
That Saturday, I boarded the bus with my small luggage with a huge smile on my face. I couldn’t wait to meet her. After two hours, the bus finally reached the station. I alighted the bus and scanned through the station. Instantly, I saw her. I saw Cindy. She looked even prettier, even more beautiful face-to-face. When she saw me, she ran towards me and hugged me. I hugged her tightly and couldn’t believe that they girl I had met on facebook was in my arms. After enough hugging, Cindy brought me to a restaurant for lunch. We were silent to each other. We communicated through writing on a small notepad. The restaurant was those fancy types which had a grand piano in the middle. There was a sign saying that you could play the piano. I decided to play the song once our meal had arrived.
I wrote on the notepad: “I want to show you something.” I took her hands and walked towards the piano. Before I began playing, I breathe in deeply. Then, I played. I couldn’t hear the song, but from Cindy’s face, I knew it was okay. Cindy had this shocked look on her face while she listened to me playing. When I finished, she hugged me tightly and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I was happy that I pulled that off well.
I stayed only for the weekend at a nearby motel. Cindy introduced me to her parents. They were happy to meet me. Every couple of weeks, either one of us would visit the other. My parents also got to know about Cindy and liked her too. Our relationship was well. After about a year being together, I decided it was time. I went to a nearby jewellery shop and bought an engagement ring. I decided to propose to her on her birthday. I even made a card saying, “Will you marry me?”
I brought her out for dinner that night. She didn’t know that anything was amidst. During desert, I took out the ring and the card. I bend down on one knee and gave the card to her. When she read it, she started crying. Through her tears, she nodded. I slipped the ring onto her finger and kissed her. Suddenly she pulled away and turned to her left. I followed her gaze and saw people clapping for us.
We were really happy then. Our families were happy too.
We got married on Valentine’s day.
One day, I saw a note that was stuck to my wallet. I took it up to eye level and read it,
“When I first met you, you told me that both of us we disabled for a purpose. I know now what purpose it was for. It was for me, to find you.” - Cindy
(This is a near true story I read in the newspapers today. It caught my eye and gave me an idea of what to write. This is like a breather from my current book I am writing on and from my assignments. Hope it is not as bad as I think. Written this within an hour. Enjoy!)
I joined a support group of people who are deaf and mute in facebook. I met many people who were going a tough time being disabled. I chatted with many of them and we would exchange our opinions on how to overcome certain problems as a deaf person. One day, a new member started chatting with me. Her name was Cindy. It was just a simple hello, but I knew something was different about her. I found out she was mute. She told me her story via facebook.
“Hello. I am Cindy. I am 24 this year. I just wanted to talk to someone since my accident.”
After reading a message, I decided to reply her.
“Hello Cindy. My name is Frank. I am 28 this year. I am a deaf person after a virus infection. So Cindy, what happened to you after your accident you referred about?”
I thought she was offline then but within a couple of minutes, she replied back.
“Hello Frank. I became mute after a severe car accident 2 years ago. The doctors said my vocal chords are badly damaged, and I may not be able to talk again. I just need someone to confide to. My parents are ashamed of me being mute. They think that nobody will want me because I am mute. I think what they are saying are true. What am I to do?”
When I was finished, I knew what she meant. Initially, my parents were like that too. They kept asking how their baby boy will find a girl that doesn’t mind him being deaf. I was upset about that too, but I kept being optimistic about life. I knew God had made me like this for a purpose. I decided to try and make Cindy understand that it is normal for parents to be like that.
“Cindy, I understand what you are feeling right now. You just have to be happy what you have in life. My parents were the same like yours too. God made both of us like this; he surely must have a reason, right?”
We chatted nearly everyday for a month through the group until I decided to add her account. I learned more about her. She is an art teacher. She used to teach in an elementary school until her accident. After she fully recovered, she went and taught at a special school, like me. During the next month after I added her as my friend, I found her attitude about her disability to improve. She became more and more bubbly and happy.
One day, I decided to read through her profile to know more about her. This was something I don’t usually do but I somehow, I just wanted to know more about her. I read through her profile. I found out she was staying at a city next to mind, not too far away. Her town was only two hours from mine. I saw that her interests lie in books and art. I went through her song lists and saw that she like the piano instrumentals. I saw that she plays the piano too. I smiled. I know how to play the piano but after I loss my hearing, I seldom play because I was afraid that I couldn’t play as well as before with my hearing. I also learned more about how she looked like. She had dark brown eyes, and pretty black hair. Her smile radiates the entire place when I saw. She is beautiful.
I knew her for only three months, but I began to fall for her. I fell for her bubbly attitude, and for her optimistic view of life. One day, I typed something on the social network and left it as my status.
“I think I found that special someone which made my heart skip a beat.” it read.
Within an hour, many of my friends started commenting asking me who was the girl I had set my eyes on. I giggled inwardly at their curiousity. Suddenly, I noticed Cindy commented on my status too. “Congratulations.” I sensed something about my status bothered her. I knew right away something was not right. Immediately, I messaged her.
“Cindy, are you okay?”
“Not really…”
“Why? Do you want to tell me what’s wrong?”
“Sigh, I guess. I am heartbroken…”
“Oh. You were in a relationship with someone before? How come I never know about that?”
It got me suspicious. Her relationship status on her account read ‘Single’. It maybe fake to some other people, but I knew Cindy long enough that she isn’t those types of ‘people’.
“No, I never been in a relationship till I lost my voice. I am just heartbroken. Enough about me, what about you? From your status, looks like you found someone special. Describe me about her.”
I decided to give hints to her who is that special someone.
“She is beautiful. She has pretty black hair, sparkling brown eyes and a glowing smile. But, she doesn’t know I like her…”
I held my breath while waiting for her to reply. When she did, I couldn’t imagine what had she wrote.
“Why you didn’t tell her? You should, you know… if not, you might lose her!”
It was there and then I decided to tell her my feelings for her.
“Yeah, you are right. I should tell her. Cindy, I love you…”
There was an awkward moment of pause. Nothing happened. She didn’t reply me. I was getting worried what she might be thinking at that moment. After nearly ten minutes, I saw someone had commented on my status. It was a HUGE blow for me when I saw who had replied. And I nearly fainted when I saw what the person had replied. It was Cindy.
“Frank, I love you too…”
Because of that one comment, my notification was filled within an hour. Since then, both Cindy and I had been together through the social media. That night, we changed our relationship status at 12 am sharp.
“Frank is in a relationship with Cindy”
It was in the third month in our relationship when I decided to visit her. I had tried playing an instrumental piece of Bruno Mars’ ‘Just The Way You Are’. Even thought I couldn’t hear myself playing, I knew Cindy would love it. I asked my sister to help me with it because she was the only person who knew about our relationship. After my sister said that my playing was perfect, I decided to text message Cindy to tell her I will be boarding a bus that weekend to meet her. She was so happy about it and couldn’t wait.
That Saturday, I boarded the bus with my small luggage with a huge smile on my face. I couldn’t wait to meet her. After two hours, the bus finally reached the station. I alighted the bus and scanned through the station. Instantly, I saw her. I saw Cindy. She looked even prettier, even more beautiful face-to-face. When she saw me, she ran towards me and hugged me. I hugged her tightly and couldn’t believe that they girl I had met on facebook was in my arms. After enough hugging, Cindy brought me to a restaurant for lunch. We were silent to each other. We communicated through writing on a small notepad. The restaurant was those fancy types which had a grand piano in the middle. There was a sign saying that you could play the piano. I decided to play the song once our meal had arrived.
I wrote on the notepad: “I want to show you something.” I took her hands and walked towards the piano. Before I began playing, I breathe in deeply. Then, I played. I couldn’t hear the song, but from Cindy’s face, I knew it was okay. Cindy had this shocked look on her face while she listened to me playing. When I finished, she hugged me tightly and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I was happy that I pulled that off well.
I stayed only for the weekend at a nearby motel. Cindy introduced me to her parents. They were happy to meet me. Every couple of weeks, either one of us would visit the other. My parents also got to know about Cindy and liked her too. Our relationship was well. After about a year being together, I decided it was time. I went to a nearby jewellery shop and bought an engagement ring. I decided to propose to her on her birthday. I even made a card saying, “Will you marry me?”
I brought her out for dinner that night. She didn’t know that anything was amidst. During desert, I took out the ring and the card. I bend down on one knee and gave the card to her. When she read it, she started crying. Through her tears, she nodded. I slipped the ring onto her finger and kissed her. Suddenly she pulled away and turned to her left. I followed her gaze and saw people clapping for us.
We were really happy then. Our families were happy too.
We got married on Valentine’s day.
One day, I saw a note that was stuck to my wallet. I took it up to eye level and read it,
“When I first met you, you told me that both of us we disabled for a purpose. I know now what purpose it was for. It was for me, to find you.” - Cindy
(This is a near true story I read in the newspapers today. It caught my eye and gave me an idea of what to write. This is like a breather from my current book I am writing on and from my assignments. Hope it is not as bad as I think. Written this within an hour. Enjoy!)
Friday, March 2, 2012
Held Hands
First times were hard,
We did not know what to do,
I remembered how you would sometimes brush my hand,
Just a mere brush,
Made my heart go wild,
One day out of the blue,
You held my hand,
My heart skipped a beat,
But,
That made me love you more.
<3
We did not know what to do,
I remembered how you would sometimes brush my hand,
Just a mere brush,
Made my heart go wild,
One day out of the blue,
You held my hand,
My heart skipped a beat,
But,
That made me love you more.
<3
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