Sunday, September 26, 2010

Commitment

I will never forget what my old headmaster told taught me. Normally when you are only 15 years of age you do not remember most of the things that are preached by your teachers. But, this particular story is one such lesson that I will never forget. Every time I drift off course, I get reminded of this story.

It was a normal Monday morning at an assembly, and he was addressing the students on important things in life and about committing ourselves to what is important to us. This is how the story went:

An old man lived in a certain part of London, and he would wake up every morning and go to the subway. He would get the train right to Central London, and then sit at the street corner and beg. He would do this every single day of his life. He sat at the same street corner and begged for almost 20 years.

His house was filthy, and a stench came out of the house and it smelled horribly. The neighbors could not stand the smell anymore, so they summoned the police officers to clear the place. The officers knocked down the door and cleaned the house. There were small bags of money all over the house that he had collected over the years.

The police counted the money, and they soon realized that the old man was a millionaire. They waited outside his house in anticipation to share the good news with him. When he arrived home that evening, he was met by one the officers who told him that there was no need for him to beg any more as he was a rich man now, a millionaire.

He said nothing at all; he went into his house and locked the door. The next morning he woke up as usual, went to the subway, got into the train, and sat at the street corner and continued to beg.

Obviously, this old man had no great plans, dreams or anything significant for his life. We learn nothing from this story other than staying focused on the things we enjoy doing, commitment.


We should remain true to our course; which may mean committing yourselves to things that people around you would normally disapprove. Let nothing distract us from being happy, let nothing else determine our fate, but ourselves.
What makes us happy is what matters in the end,
not what we acquire.


By Olehile Fischer Thataone

Saturday, September 25, 2010

The True Meaning Of Love

My husband is an Engineer by profession. I love him for his steady nature and I love the warm feeling when I lean against his broad shoulders.

Three years of courtship and now two years into marriage, I would have to admit that I am getting tired of it. The reasons for loving him before have now transformed into the cause of all my restlessness.

I am a sentimental woman and extremely sensitive when it comes to a relationship and my feelings. I yearn for the romantic moments, like a little girl yearning for candy.

My husband is my complete opposite. His lack of sensitivity and inability to bring romantic moments into our marriage has disheartened me about love. One day, I finally decided to tell him my decision - that I wanted a divorce.

"Why?" he asked, shocked.

"I am tired; there are no reasons for everything in the world!" I answered.

He kept silent the whole night, seeming to be in deep thought, with a lighted cigarette in his hands at all times.

My feeling of disappointment only increased. Here was a man who couldn't even express his predicament. What else can I hope from him?

Then finally he asked me, "What can I do to change your mind?"

Somebody said it right; it's hard to change a person's personality and I guess I started losing faith in him.

Looking deep into his eyes I slowly answered, "Here is the question. If you can answer and convince my heart, I will change my mind. Let's say, I want a flower located on the face of a mountain cliff and we both are sure that picking the flower will cause your death. Will you do it for me?"

He answered, " I will give you your answer tomorrow... "

My hopes just sank by listening to his response.

I woke up the next morning to find him gone and saw a piece of paper with his scratchy handwriting, underneath a milk glass, on the dining table near the front door, that went...

"My dear, I would not pick that flower for you, but please allow me to explain the reasons further..."

This first line was already breaking my heart but I continued reading.

"When you use the computer, you always mess up the software programs and you cry in front of the screen. I have to save my fingers so that I can help to restore the programs.

You always leave the house keys behind, thus I have to save my legs to rush home to open the door for you. You love traveling but always lose your way in a new city; I have to save my eyes to show you the way.

You always have the cramps whenever your "good friend" approaches every month; I have to save my palms so that I can calm the cramps in your tummy.

You like to stay indoors and I worry that you will be infected by infantile autism. I have to save my mouth to tell you jokes and stories to cure your boredom.

You always stare at the computer and that will do nothing good for your eyes. I have to save my eyes so that when we grow old, I can help to clip your nails and help to remove those annoying white hairs so I can also hold your hand while strolling down the beach, as you enjoy the sunshine and the beautiful sand and tell you the color of flowers, just like the color of the glow on your young face.

Thus, my dear, unless I am sure that there is someone who loves you more than I do, I could not pick that flower yet, and die."

My tears fell on the letter and blurred the ink of his handwriting and I continued reading...

"Now that you have finished reading my answer, if you are satisfied, please open the front door for I am standing outside bringing your favorite bread and fresh milk."

I rushed to pull open the door and saw his anxious face and his hands clutching tightly the milk bottle and loaf of bread. Now I am very sure that no one will ever love me as much as he does and I have decided to leave the flower alone.

That's life and love. When one is surrounded by love, the feeling of excitement fades away and one tends to ignore the true love that lies in between the peace and dullness.

Love shows up in all forms, even very small and cheeky forms. It has never been a model. Flowers and romantic moments are only used and appear on the surface of the relationship. Under all this, the pillar of true love stands... and that's our life.

Love, not words, wins arguments.

--- Written in 2008 by Denise D'souza --- Pakistan

Monday, September 20, 2010

Being With Your Mother

After 21 years of marriage, my wife wanted me to take another woman out to dinner and a movie.

She said, "I love you, but I know this other woman loves you and would Love to spend some time with you."

The other woman that my wife wanted me to visit was my Mother, who has been a widow for 19 years, but the demands of my work and my three children had made it possible to visit her only occasionally.

That night I called to invite her to go out for dinner and a movie.

"What's wrong, are you well?" she asked.

My mother is the type of woman who suspects that a late night call or a surprise invitation is a sign of bad news.

"I thought that it would be pleasant to spend some time with you," I responded. "Just the two of us."

She thought about it for a moment and then said, "I would like that very much."

That Friday after work, as I drove over to pick her up, I was a bit nervous. When I arrived at her house, I noticed that she, too, seemed to be nervous about our date. She waited in the door with her coat on. She had curled her hair and was wearing the dress that she had worn to celebrate her last wedding anniversary. She smiled from a face that was as radiant as an angel's.

"I told my friends that I was going to go out with my son and they were impressed," she said, as she got into the car. "They can't wait to hear about our meeting."

We went to a restaurant that, although not elegant, was very nice and cozy. My mother took my arm as if she were the First Lady.

After we sat down, I had to read the menu. Her eyes could only read large print. Half-way through the entrees, I lifted my eyes and saw Mother sitting there staring at me. A nostalgic smile was on her lips.

"It was I who used to have to read the menu when you were small," she said.

"Then it's time that you relax and let me return the favor," I responded.

During the dinner , we had an agreeable conversation nothing extraordinary but catching up on recent events of each other's life. We talked so much that we missed the movie.

As we arrived at her house later, she said, "I'll go out with you again, but only if you let me invite you."

I agreed.

"How was your dinner date?" asked my wife when I got home.

"Very nice, much more so than I could have imagined," I answered.

A few days later, my mother died of a massive heart attack. It happened so suddenly that I didn't have a chance to do anything for her.

Sometime later, I received an envelope with a copy of a restaurant receipt from the same place Mother and I had dined. An attached note said:

"I paid this bill in advance. I wasn't sure that I could be there; but, nevertheless, I paid for two plates - one for you and the other for your wife. You will never know what that night meant for me. I love you, son."

At that moment, I understood the importance of saying in time: 'I love YOU' and to give our loved ones the time that they deserve.

Nothing in life is more important than your family. Give them the time they deserve, because these things cannot be put off till some "other" time.

--- Author Unknown --- Submitted by Danish Ifran --- Pakistan

Saturday, September 18, 2010

When You Know The Truth

The train has started moving. It is packed with people of all ages, mostly working men and women and young college guys and gals. Near the window, sat an old man with his 30-year-old son.

As the train moves, the son is overwhelmed with joy because he is thrilled by the scenery outside.

"See dad, the scenery of green trees moving away is very beautiful."

This behavior from the thirty-year-old son made the other people on the train feel strange about him. Everyone started murmuring something or other about this son.

"This guy seems to be a crack," newly married Anup whispered to his wife.

Suddenly it started raining. Raindrops fell on the travelers through the opened window. The thirty-year-old, filled with joy said, " See dad, how beautiful the rain is..."

Anup's wife became irritated with the raindrops, as they were dropping on her new suit and spoiling it.

"Anup, can't you see it's raining? You. Old man. If your son is not feeling well, get him to a mental asylum soon and don't disturb the public henceforth."

The old man hesitated first and then in a low tone replied, "We are on the way back from hospital. My son was discharged this morning. He was blind at birth. Only last week he regained his vision. Rain and nature are new to his eyes. Please forgive us for the inconvenience caused."

--- Author Unknown --- Submitted by Kartik Bodawala --- India
The things we see may be right, from our perspective, until we know the truth. But when we know the truth, our reaction to that will hurt even us. So try to understand the problem better before taking a harsh action.

Wednesday, September 15, 2010

Saving A Relationship

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. 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 Jane.

I didn't love my wife 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 Jane so dearly.

Finally my wife 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 a 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 didn't have supper but went straight to bed and fell asleep very fast because I was tired, after an eventful day with Jane.

When I woke up, she was still there at the table writing. I just did not care so I turned over and went to sleep 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 for the one month we both struggle to live as normal a life as possible.

Her reasons were simple: our son had his exams in a month's time and she didn't 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 our bridal room, on our wedding day.

She requested that every morning, for the month's duration, I carry her out of our bedroom to the front door.

I thought she was going crazy. Just to make our last days together bearable, I accepted her odd request.

I told Jane about my wife's odd divorce condition. 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 Mommy 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 realized 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 third 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 fourth and fifth day, I realized that our sense of intimacy was growing again. I didn't tell Jane about this.

It became easier to carry her as the month slipped by. Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger.

My wife 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 Mom out."

To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had become an essential part of his life. My wife gestured 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 intimacy."

I drove to office and then jumped out of the car swiftly, without locking the door. I was afraid any delay would make me change my mind.

I walked upstairs.

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

She looked at me, astonished, and then touched my forehead.

"Do you have a fever?" she said.

I moved her hand off my head.

"Sorry, Jane," 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 anymore. Now I realize that since I carried her into my home on our wedding day, I am supposed to hold her until death do us part."

Jane 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 wrote, "I'll carry you out every morning until death do us part."

That evening I arrived home, flowers in my hands and a smile on my face. I ran upstairs only to find my wife in the bed - dead.

My wife had been fighting CANCER for months and I was too busy with Jane to even notice.

My wife knew that she would die soon and she wanted to save me from whatever negative reaction that might come from our son, in case we pushed through with the divorce. At least, in the eyes of our son, I was a loving husband.


Morale of the story: The small details of your lives are what really matter in a relationship. It is not the mansion, the car, property, or the money in the bank. 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!

Please consider sharing this story. If you don't share this, nothing will happen to you. If you do, you just might save a marriage.

Remember: Many of life's failures are people who did not realize how close they were to success when they gave up. And for those of us not married, we can learn the art of sticking together with our relationship partner, despite the odds. You are both stronger than the odds, only when you agree to stick together.

--- Author Unknown --- Submitted by George Wachirah --- Kenya

Tuesday, September 14, 2010

Service With A Smile

Everything I learned about selling, I learned in one afternoon from my father, Walt, at his furniture store in New Era, Michigan. I was 12 years old. I was sweeping the floor when an elderly woman entered the store. I asked Dad if I could wait on her. "Sure," he replied. "May I help you?" "Yes, young man. I bought a sofa from your store and the leg fell off. I want to know when you're going to fix it." "When did you purchase it, ma'am?" "About 10 years ago."

I told my father that she thought we were going to fix her old sofa for free. He said to tell her we'd be there that afternoon. After screwing on the new leg, we left and on the ride back Pop asked, "What's bothering you, son?"

"You know that I want to go to college. If we drive around fixing old sofas for free, we'll go broke!" "You had learned how to do that repair job anyway. Besides, you missed the most important part. You didn't notice the store tag when we flipped the couch over. She bought it from Sears." "You mean we did that job for nothing and she's not even our customer?" Dad looked me in the eye and said, "She is now." Two days later she returned to our store and bought several thousand dollars worth of new furniture from me. When we delivered it, she put a gallon jar filled with change, singles, fives, tens, twenties, fifties and hundreds on the kitchen table.

"Take what you need," she said and left the room. I've been selling for 30 years since that day. I have had the highest closing average in every organization I have represented because I treat every customer with respect.

Sunday, September 12, 2010

Jalan Raya

Teringat berpuluh-puluh tahun dahulu kat jalan ni ........

Emak bentang tikar mengkuang kat tepi jalan, kemudian mak jemur padi. Emak suka jemur padi kt atas jln raya kerna cepat kering; sebab jalan tu panas .....

Kalaulah skarang ni mak jemur padi kat tepi jalan tu ........!

.... mak bukan sahaja kehilangan padi, malah tikar mengkuang pun entah gi maner.

..... jln raya bukan sahaja tempat mak jemur padi, tapi juga tempat mak menggosokkan tapak kakinya yg pecah-pecah; maknanya tempat spa mak jugak lah...!!

.... kalaulah mak masih menggunakan jln raya skarang ni untuk spa percumanya, mak bukan sahaja menghilangkn pecah-pecah di tapak kakinya, malah mak jugak akan kehilangan tapak kakinya....!!

... kekadang, rasa rindu zaman dahulu......!!

Wednesday, September 8, 2010

Puppies For Sale

A store owner was tacking a sign above his door that read "Puppies For Sale." Signs like that have a way of attracting small children, and sure enough, a little boy appeared under the store owner's sign. "How much are you going to sell the puppies for?" he asked. The store owner replied, "Anywhere from $30.00 to $50.00." The little boy reached in his pocket and pulled out some change. "I have $2.37," he said. "Can I please look at them?"

The store owner smiled and whistled and out of the kennel came Lady, who ran down the aisle of his store followed by five teeny, tiny balls of fur. One puppy was lagging considerably behind. Immediately the little boy singled out the lagging, limping puppy and said, "What's wrong with that little dog?"

The store owner explained that the veterinarian had examined the little puppy and had discovered it didn't have a hip socket. It would always limp. It would always be lame. The little boy became excited. "That is the little puppy that I want to buy." The store owner said, "No, you don't want to buy that little dog. If you really want him, I'll just give him to you."


The little boy got upset. He looked straight into the store owner's eyes, pointing his finger, and said, "I don't want you to give him to me. That little dog is worth every bit as much as all the other dogs and I'll pay full price. In fact, I'll give you $2.37 now, and 50 cents a month until I have him paid for."

The store owner countered, "You really don't want to buy this little dog. He is never going to be able to run and jump and play with you like the other puppies." To this, the little boy reached down and rolled up his pant leg to reveal a badly twisted, crippled left leg supported by a big metal brace.

He looked up at the store owner and softly replied, "Well, I don't run so well myself and the little puppy will need someone who understands!"

Tuesday, September 7, 2010

Sand & Stone

Two friends were walking through the desert. During some point of the journey, they had an argument and one friend slapped the other one in the face.

The one who got slapped was hurt, but without saying anything, wrote in the sand:

'Today my best friend slapped me in the face.'

They kept on walking until they found an oasis, where they decided to take a bath. The one who had been slapped got stuck in the mire and started drowning, but the friend saved him.

After he recovered from the near drowning, he wrote on a stone:

'Today my best friend saved my life.'

The friend who had slapped and saved his best friend asked him, 'After I hurt you, you wrote in the sand and now, you write on a stone, why?'

The friend replied, 'When someone hurts us we should write it down in sand, where winds of forgiveness can erase it away. But, when someone does something good for us, we must engrave it in stone where no wind can ever erase it.'

Learn to write your hurts in the sand and to carve your benefits in stone.

They say it takes a minute to find a special person, an hour to appreciate them, a day to love them, but then an entire life to forget them.

Do not value the things you have in your life, but value who you have in your life!

--- Author Unknown --- Submitted by Kartik Bodawala --- India

Monday, September 6, 2010

MANNERS

The tired ex-teacher edged closer to the counter at Kmart. Her left leg hurt and she hoped she had taken all of her pills for the day: the ones for her high blood pressure, dizziness and a host of other ills. Thank goodness I retired years ago, she thought to herself. I don't have the energy to teach these days. Just before the line to the counter formed, she spotted a young man with four children and a pregnant wife or girlfriend in tow. The teacher couldn't miss the tattoo on his neck. He's been to prison, she thought. She continued checking him out. His white T-shirt, shaved hair and baggy pants led her to surmise, He's a gang member.

The teacher tried to let the man go ahead of her. "You can go first," she offered. "No, you go first," he insisted. "No, you have more people with you," said the teacher. "We should respect our elders," parried the man. And with that, he gestured with a sweeping motion indicating the way for the woman. A brief smile flickered on her lips as she hobbled in front of him. The teacher in her decided she couldn't let the moment go and she turned back to him and asked "Who taught you your good manners?"

"You did Mrs. Simpson, in third grade."

By Paul Karrer - from Chicken Soup for the Unsinkable Soul,

Sunday, September 5, 2010

What It Means To Be Poor

One day a father of a very wealthy family took his son on a trip to the country with the firm purpose of showing his son how poor people can be. They spent a couple of days and nights on the farm of what would be considered a very poor family.

On their return from their trip, the father asked his son, "How was the trip?" "It was great, Dad."

"Did you see how poor people can be?" the father asked.

"Oh Yeah" said the son.

"So what did you learn from the trip?" asked the father.

The son answered, "I saw that we have one dog and they had four. We have a pool that reaches to the middle of our garden and they have a creek that has no end. We have imported lanterns in our garden and they have the stars at night. Our patio reaches to the front yard and they have the whole horizon.

We have a small piece of land to live on and they have fields that go beyond our sight. We have servants who serve us, but they serve others. We buy our food, but they grow theirs. We have walls around our property to protect us, they have friends to protect them."

With this the boy’s father was speechless. Then his son added, "Thanks dad for showing me how poor we are."

Too many times we forget what we have and concentrate on what we don’t have. What is one person`s worthless object is another’s prize possession. It is all based on one`s perspective. Makes you wonder what would happen if we all gave thanks for all the bounty we have, instead of worrying about wanting more. Take joy in all you have, especially your friends. Pass this message on.

Saturday, September 4, 2010

Sesekali kita harus juga berdusta?

Seorang wanita baru sahaja berpindah ke sebuah kota kecil. Setelah berada di sana beberapa waktu, ia mengeluh kepada tetangganya tentang layanan buruk yang dialaminya di pasar mini di kota tersebut. Ia meminta pada tetangganya agar mau menyampaikan kritiknya pada pemilik pasar mini tersebut.

Beberapa hari kemudian wanita pendatang tersebut pergi lagi ke pasar mini itu. Pemilik pasar mini menyambutnya dengan senyum lebar sambil mengatakan betapa senangnya ia melihat wanita itu berkenan datang kembali ke pasar mininya, dan berharap wanita dan suaminya menyukai kota mereka. Bukan hanya itu, pemilik pasar mini itu bahkan menawarkan diri membantu wanita dan suaminya menguruskan berbagai hal agar mereka gembira menetap di kota itu. Lalu, ia pun mengirimkan apa yang dipesan wanita itu dengan cepat dan baik.

Wanita itu merasa senang dengan perubahan luar biasa yang ditunjukkan oleh pemilik pasar mini itu. Kemudian, ia melaporkan hal itu pada tetangganya. Katanya, “Anda tentu sudah menyampaikan kritik saya mengenai betapa buruk layanannya waktu itu.”

“Oh, tidak,” jawab tetangganya. “Sebenarnya saya tidak menyampaikan kritik anda pada mereka. Saya harap anda tidak keberatan. Saya katakan pada pemilik pasar mini itu betapa anda mengagumi melihat kegigihan mereka mendirikan pasar mini di kota kecil ini. Dan, saya nyatakan yang anda merasakan bahawa pasar mininya adalah salah satu pasar mini dengan pelayanan terbaik yang pernah anda temui.”

Friday, September 3, 2010

RAHSIA PASANGAN ANDA MELALUI TARIKH LAHIR - 3

8. Tarikh Lahir pada 8 & 23

Dia bersifat peramah dan mudah perasa. Kepada teman-teman dia bersifat lembut & bijaksana. Namun begitu dia tersisih dari teman- teman kerana rasa rendah diri yang terlalu menebal. Dia memerlukan suasana yang seimbang baik sewaktu berfikir mahupun dalam kehidupan seharian.Kelemahan yang paling menonjol ialah gugup dan selalu dihantui perasaan khuatir tetapi dia adalah seorang yang penjimat. Dalam urusan cinta, dia seorang yang tabah dan rela berkorban.

9. Tarikh Lahir pada 10, 16 & 21

Suka bekerja keras,memiliki nafsu yang tinggi dalam usaha mencapai cita-citanya.Dalam pergaulan sehari-hari dia merupakan orang yang mudah tersinggung.Namun begitu dia seorang yang jujur & tabah dalam menghadapi persoalan.Soal cinta dia sangat setia dan sebab itulah dia mudah disenangi. Tapi dia seorang yang terlalu cemburu. Kalau baik dia sangat baik dan kalau jahat dia merupakan orang yang paling jahat.


10. Tarikh Lahir pada 12 & 19

Orang yang lahir pada tarikh ini memiliki sifat suka dipuji.Dia berharap setiap orang akan menganggapnya sebagai juara. Pada dasarnya dia suka berdandan dan berpakaian rapi.Kerana itu dia sering membelanjakan wangnya untuk menunjukan penampilannya.Dalam kehidupan sehari-hari dia adalah pasangan yang disegani kerana bakat kepimpinannya.Sifatnya yang bijaksana membuatkan dia disegani dalam pergaulan.Dalam urusan cinta, dia adalah pasangan yang sangat susah untuk dipercayai.

11. Tarikh Lahir pada 15, 20 & 26

Jangan mengharapkan sifat romantis dari pasangan yang lahir pada tarikh ini.Dia tergolong dalam orang yang kurang serius, bersikap bodoh dalam menghadapi sesuatu. Namun begitu dia selalu bersikap penuh pengertian bila menghadapi sesuatu masalah. Dia sangat benci pada perkara-perkara yang berbau keributan terutama yang menimbulkan huru-hara. Dalam hal percintaan dia menuntut untuk lebih diberi perhatian tapi dia jarang mengambil berat pada pasangannya. Namun begitu sikapnya disenangi oleh kawan-kawan.

12. Tarikh Lahir pada 22 & 25

Wataknya paling susah untuk dimengertikan. Kadangkala dia disukai kerana kebaikannya dan kadangkala dia dibenci kerana perbuatannya.Namun buat teman-teman dia merupakan orang penuh pengertian. Dalam pelbagai situasi dia lebih suka merendahkan diri jarang sekali mahu menonjolkan kelebihannya pada orang lain. Pasangan jenis ini terkenal sebagai perayu dan sebab itulah dia diberi jolokan seniman asmara.

Wednesday, September 1, 2010

RAHSIA PASANGAN ANDA MELALUI TARIKH LAHIR - 2

4. Tarikh Lahir pada 4, & 13

Pasangan yang lahir pada tarikh ini adalah seorang yang pandai, suka bergaul dan mudah berubah pendapat. Dia seringkali tidak yakin dengan diri sendiri.Dalam soal cinta, dia tergolong pasangan yang mata keranjang dan suka bertukar-tukar partner. Sifat ini membuatkan orang tidak suka apa lagi untuk bersimpati dengannya. Dia sering bersifat dingin kepada orang lain kerana menganggap orang lain merupakan faktor penyebab timbulnya masalah. Tapi dia memiliki sifat kelakar, mudah ketawa dan kadangkala bersikap keanak-anakkan.

5. Tarikh Lahir pada 5 & 17

Yang lahir pada tarikh ini adalah seorang yang optimis, bercita-cita tinggi dan punya kecederungan untuk berprestasi. Namun begitu dia adalah seorang yang berwatak keras dan apa yang diinginkan selalunya dipenuhi.Memandangkan sesuatu selalunya dari segi yang menguntungkan.Tapi sayangnya dia suka menganggap remeh pada orang lain.Dalam soal cinta, berhati-hatilah kerana dia suka bertukar-tukar pasangan.

6.Tarikh Lahir pada 6, 14 & 27

Dia adalah seorang pasangan yang tidak mahu kalah dan pantang menyerah. Kejujuran dan keadilan merupakan sifat yang membuatkan dia disegani.Dalam soal cinta dia ingin memberi yang terbaik kepada orang yang dicintainya.Namun begitu harga dirinya terlalu tinggi sehingga dia tidak pernah mengerti mengapa seseorang itu menolak kebaikannya.

7. Tarikh Lahir pada 7, 28 & 31

Dia adalah seorang yang bersifat terbuka berterus terang & jujur.Namun dia mudah sekali terpengaruh dan ingin mencapai sesuatu itu dengan cara mudah. Cinta baginya sering diertikan sebagai pengisi masa lapang. Semasa bercinta dia sangat berhati-hati dan suka sekali merayu dan kalau pasangannya curang dia dengan mudah
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