Solitude ~ A Personal World of My Own
A world mixed with fact and fiction. Yet, a world where I am who I really am. Things you may not know can be found here. Look around and leave with a better understanding that my world is not as bright and colorful as it always seems. Enjoy the ride.

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There was once this old couple who walked into a shoe shop.

The assistant attended to them with a warm smile, "Good afternoon, how may I help u?" But the old couple only smiled at them in return.

Then they just walked around the shop, looking at the new shoes on display. They look as if they are interested in buying a pair of shoes yet look as if they are just looking around. "How may I help you?" The assistant asked them again. Then again, they smiled in return, saying nothing.

"Why so arrogant?" The assistant grumbled in his mind, "YOu really think you are that great?"

That is when the old womantook notice of a pair of shoes.

"That is the latest arrival, real leather. You got good taste!" The assistant said, trying to make the sales.

It is almost immediate that the old man took the shoe, kneeled down and help the old woman try on the shoes, the actions so delicate and careful. This shocked the assistant and was marvelled by the fact that there is still a man who would be so careful and loving towards his wife.

"How is it Mum, Dad? Found a pair of shoes you like?" A young man walked in, asking the old couple.

The old couple smiled at nodded, looking very pleased, and of course, the deal was closed.

"Your parents have very good rapport." The assistant said, handing the shoes and change to the young man.

"Ya. They are going to China for a holiday. They say they want to celebrate their 35th wedding anniversary. Sometimes all you can do is to just give in to them."

"It is rare for couples to be so loving after so long. As their child, you should be filial and let them be."

"I know. Afterall, it has been 35 years and they walked down the path like that. There should be nothing that should seperate them i guess."

"Oh? You mean something happened between the both of them?" The assistant asked curiously.

"Well, actually both of them were born mute."

The assistant was dumb-founded as the old couple, supporting one another, walked out of the shop.

Sweet-coated love may not be able to brace the storms ahead. Wordless love may not end negetively. Love is from the heart, received by the heart and experience through the heart. Learn to go beyond words straight deep into a word beyond expressions: the heart, where everything is experienced

I love you dar~ happy 19th birthday

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