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<blockquote data-quote="melody" data-source="post: 2533146" data-attributes="member: 14320"><p><strong><span style="font-size: 15px">This story tells us something about LOVE & LIFE....</span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="font-size: 15px">Here it goes...</span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="font-size: 15px"></span></strong></p><p><strong></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Purple"><span style="font-family: 'Garamond'"><span style="font-size: 15px">My husband is an Engineer by profession, I love him for his steady nature</span></span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Purple"><span style="font-family: 'Garamond'"><span style="font-size: 15px">and I love the warm feeling when I lean against his broad shoulders.</span></span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Purple"><span style="font-family: 'Garamond'"><span style="font-size: 15px"></span></span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Purple"><span style="font-family: 'Garamond'"><span style="font-size: 15px"></span></span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Purple"><span style="font-family: 'Garamond'"><span style="font-size: 15px">Two years of courtship and now, five years into marriage, I would have </span></span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Purple"><span style="font-family: 'Garamond'"><span style="font-size: 15px">to admit, that I am getting tired of it. The reasons of me loving him</span></span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Purple"><span style="font-family: 'Garamond'"><span style="font-size: 15px">before, has now transformed into the cause of all my restlessness.</span></span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Purple"><span style="font-family: 'Garamond'"><span style="font-size: 15px"></span></span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Purple"><span style="font-family: 'Garamond'"><span style="font-size: 15px"></span></span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Purple"><span style="font-family: 'Garamond'"><span style="font-size: 15px">I am a sentimental woman and extremely sensitive when it comes to </span></span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Purple"><span style="font-family: 'Garamond'"><span style="font-size: 15px">a relationship and my feelings. I yearn for the romantic moments, like a</span></span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Purple"><span style="font-family: 'Garamond'"><span style="font-size: 15px">little girl yearning for candy. My husband is my complete opposite; his</span></span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Purple"><span style="font-family: 'Garamond'"><span style="font-size: 15px">lack of sensitivity, and the inability of bringing romantic moments into</span></span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Purple"><span style="font-family: 'Garamond'"><span style="font-size: 15px">our marriage has disheartened me about LOVE.</span></span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Purple"><span style="font-family: 'Garamond'"><span style="font-size: 15px"></span></span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Purple"><span style="font-family: 'Garamond'"><span style="font-size: 15px"></span></span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Purple"><span style="font-family: 'Garamond'"><span style="font-size: 15px">One day, I finally decided to tell him my decision, that I wanted a divorce.</span></span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Purple"><span style="font-family: 'Garamond'"><span style="font-size: 15px"></span></span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Purple"><span style="font-family: 'Garamond'"><span style="font-size: 15px"></span></span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Purple"><span style="font-family: 'Garamond'"><span style="font-size: 15px">"Why? " he asked, shocked.</span></span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Purple"><span style="font-family: 'Garamond'"><span style="font-size: 15px"></span></span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Purple"><span style="font-family: 'Garamond'"><span style="font-size: 15px"></span></span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Purple"><span style="font-family: 'Garamond'"><span style="font-size: 15px">"I am tired. There are no reasons for everything in the world !" I answered.</span></span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Purple"><span style="font-family: 'Garamond'"><span style="font-size: 15px"></span></span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Purple"><span style="font-family: 'Garamond'"><span style="font-size: 15px"></span></span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Purple"><span style="font-family: 'Garamond'"><span style="font-size: 15px">He kept silent the whole night, seemingly in deep thought. My feeling </span></span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Purple"><span style="font-family: 'Garamond'"><span style="font-size: 15px">of disappointment only increased. Here was a man who was not able to</span></span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Purple"><span style="font-family: 'Garamond'"><span style="font-size: 15px">even express his predicament, so what else could I expect from him?</span></span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Purple"><span style="font-family: 'Garamond'"><span style="font-size: 15px"></span></span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Purple"><span style="font-family: 'Garamond'"><span style="font-size: 15px"></span></span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Purple"><span style="font-family: 'Garamond'"><span style="font-size: 15px">And finally he asked me: "What can I do to change your mind?"</span></span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Purple"><span style="font-family: 'Garamond'"><span style="font-size: 15px"></span></span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Purple"><span style="font-family: 'Garamond'"><span style="font-size: 15px"></span></span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Purple"><span style="font-family: 'Garamond'"><span style="font-size: 15px">Somebody said it right... It's hard to change a person's personality, and</span></span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Purple"><span style="font-family: 'Garamond'"><span style="font-size: 15px">I guess, I have started losing faith in him.</span></span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Purple"><span style="font-family: 'Garamond'"><span style="font-size: 15px"></span></span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Purple"><span style="font-family: 'Garamond'"><span style="font-size: 15px"></span></span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Purple"><span style="font-family: 'Garamond'"><span style="font-size: 15px">Looking deep into his eyes I slowly answered: "Here is the question. If</span></span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Purple"><span style="font-family: 'Garamond'"><span style="font-size: 15px">you can answer and convince my heart, I will change my mind.</span></span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Purple"><span style="font-family: 'Garamond'"><span style="font-size: 15px"></span></span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Purple"><span style="font-family: 'Garamond'"><span style="font-size: 15px"></span></span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Purple"><span style="font-family: 'Garamond'"><span style="font-size: 15px">Let's say, I want a flower located on the face of a mountain cliff, and</span></span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Purple"><span style="font-family: 'Garamond'"><span style="font-size: 15px">we both are sure that picking the flower will cause your death. Will you</span></span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Purple"><span style="font-family: 'Garamond'"><span style="font-size: 15px">do it for me?"</span></span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Purple"><span style="font-family: 'Garamond'"><span style="font-size: 15px"></span></span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Purple"><span style="font-family: 'Garamond'"><span style="font-size: 15px"></span></span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Purple"><span style="font-family: 'Garamond'"><span style="font-size: 15px">He said: " I will give you your answer tomorrow...." My hopes just sank</span></span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Purple"><span style="font-family: 'Garamond'"><span style="font-size: 15px">by listening to his response.</span></span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Purple"><span style="font-family: 'Garamond'"><span style="font-size: 15px"></span></span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Purple"><span style="font-family: 'Garamond'"><span style="font-size: 15px"></span></span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Purple"><span style="font-family: 'Garamond'"><span style="font-size: 15px">I woke up the next morning to find him gone, and saw a piece of paper</span></span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Purple"><span style="font-family: 'Garamond'"><span style="font-size: 15px">with his scratchy handwriting underneath a milk glass, on the dining</span></span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Purple"><span style="font-family: 'Garamond'"><span style="font-size: 15px">table near the front door, that goes....</span></span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Purple"><span style="font-family: 'Garamond'"><span style="font-size: 15px"></span></span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Purple"><span style="font-family: 'Garamond'"><span style="font-size: 15px"></span></span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Purple"><span style="font-family: 'Garamond'"><span style="font-size: 15px">My dear, "I would not pick that flower for you, but....please allow me</span></span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Purple"><span style="font-family: 'Garamond'"><span style="font-size: 15px">to explain the reasons further.....</span></span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Purple"><span style="font-family: 'Garamond'"><span style="font-size: 15px"></span></span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Purple"><span style="font-family: 'Garamond'"><span style="font-size: 15px"></span></span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Purple"><span style="font-family: 'Garamond'"><span style="font-size: 15px">This first line was already breaking my heart. I continued reading.</span></span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Purple"><span style="font-family: 'Garamond'"><span style="font-size: 15px"></span></span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Purple"><span style="font-family: 'Garamond'"><span style="font-size: 15px"></span></span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Purple"><span style="font-family: 'Garamond'"><span style="font-size: 15px">"When you use the computer you always mess up the Software programs,</span></span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Purple"><span style="font-family: 'Garamond'"><span style="font-size: 15px">and you cry in front of the screen. I have to save my fingers so that I</span></span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Purple"><span style="font-family: 'Garamond'"><span style="font-size: 15px">can help to restore the programs.</span></span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Purple"><span style="font-family: 'Garamond'"><span style="font-size: 15px"></span></span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Purple"><span style="font-family: 'Garamond'"><span style="font-size: 15px"></span></span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Purple"><span style="font-family: 'Garamond'"><span style="font-size: 15px">You always leave the house keys behind, thus I have to save my legs to</span></span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Purple"><span style="font-family: 'Garamond'"><span style="font-size: 15px">rush home to open the door for you.</span></span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Purple"><span style="font-family: 'Garamond'"><span style="font-size: 15px"></span></span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Purple"><span style="font-family: 'Garamond'"><span style="font-size: 15px"></span></span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Purple"><span style="font-family: 'Garamond'"><span style="font-size: 15px">You love traveling but always lose your way in a new city. I have to save</span></span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Purple"><span style="font-family: 'Garamond'"><span style="font-size: 15px">my eyes to show you the way.</span></span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Purple"><span style="font-family: 'Garamond'"><span style="font-size: 15px"></span></span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Purple"><span style="font-family: 'Garamond'"><span style="font-size: 15px"></span></span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Purple"><span style="font-family: 'Garamond'"><span style="font-size: 15px">You always have the cramps whenever your "good friend" approaches</span></span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Purple"><span style="font-family: 'Garamond'"><span style="font-size: 15px">every month. I have to save my palms so that I can calm the cramps in</span></span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Purple"><span style="font-family: 'Garamond'"><span style="font-size: 15px">your tummy.</span></span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Purple"><span style="font-family: 'Garamond'"><span style="font-size: 15px"></span></span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Purple"><span style="font-family: 'Garamond'"><span style="font-size: 15px"></span></span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Purple"><span style="font-family: 'Garamond'"><span style="font-size: 15px">You like to stay indoors, and I worry that you will be infected by</span></span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Purple"><span style="font-family: 'Garamond'"><span style="font-size: 15px">infantile autism. I have to save my mouth to tell you jokes and stories</span></span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Purple"><span style="font-family: 'Garamond'"><span style="font-size: 15px">to cure your boredom.</span></span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Purple"><span style="font-family: 'Garamond'"><span style="font-size: 15px"></span></span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Purple"><span style="font-family: 'Garamond'"><span style="font-size: 15px"></span></span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Purple"><span style="font-family: 'Garamond'"><span style="font-size: 15px">You always stare at the computer, and that will do nothing good for</span></span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Purple"><span style="font-family: 'Garamond'"><span style="font-size: 15px">your eyes. I have to save my eyes so that when we grow old, I can</span></span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Purple"><span style="font-family: 'Garamond'"><span style="font-size: 15px">help to clip your nails and help to remove those annoying white hairs.</span></span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Purple"><span style="font-family: 'Garamond'"><span style="font-size: 15px">So I can also hold your hand while strolling down the beach, as you</span></span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Purple"><span style="font-family: 'Garamond'"><span style="font-size: 15px">enjoy the sunshine and the beautiful sand...and tell you the colour</span></span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Purple"><span style="font-family: 'Garamond'"><span style="font-size: 15px">of flowers, just like the colour of the glow on your young face...</span></span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Purple"><span style="font-family: 'Garamond'"><span style="font-size: 15px"></span></span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Purple"><span style="font-family: 'Garamond'"><span style="font-size: 15px"></span></span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Purple"><span style="font-family: 'Garamond'"><span style="font-size: 15px">Thus, my dear, unless I am sure that there is someone who loves you</span></span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Purple"><span style="font-family: 'Garamond'"><span style="font-size: 15px">more than I do... I could not pick that flower yet, and die ... " My tears</span></span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Purple"><span style="font-family: 'Garamond'"><span style="font-size: 15px">fell on the letter, and blurred the ink of his handwriting. ..And as I continue</span></span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Purple"><span style="font-family: 'Garamond'"><span style="font-size: 15px">on reading... "Now, that you have finished reading my answer, and if you </span></span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Purple"><span style="font-family: 'Garamond'"><span style="font-size: 15px">are satisfied, please open the front door for I am standing outside </span></span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Purple"><span style="font-family: 'Garamond'"><span style="font-size: 15px">bringing your favorite bread and fresh milk...</span></span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Purple"><span style="font-family: 'Garamond'"><span style="font-size: 15px"></span></span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Purple"><span style="font-family: 'Garamond'"><span style="font-size: 15px"></span></span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Purple"><span style="font-family: 'Garamond'"><span style="font-size: 15px">I rushed to pull open the door, and saw his anxious face, clutching</span></span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Purple"><span style="font-family: 'Garamond'"><span style="font-size: 15px">tightly with his hands, the milk bottle and loaf of bread....Now I am very</span></span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Purple"><span style="font-family: 'Garamond'"><span style="font-size: 15px">sure that no one will ever love me as much as he does, and I have decided</span></span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Purple"><span style="font-family: 'Garamond'"><span style="font-size: 15px">to leave the flower alone...</span></span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Purple"><span style="font-family: 'Garamond'"><span style="font-size: 15px"></span></span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Purple"><span style="font-family: 'Garamond'"><span style="font-size: 15px"></span></span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Purple"><span style="font-family: 'Garamond'"><span style="font-size: 15px">That's LIFE, and LOVE. When one is surrounded by love, the feeling</span></span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Purple"><span style="font-family: 'Garamond'"><span style="font-size: 15px">of excitement fades away, and one tends to ignore the true love that</span></span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Purple"><span style="font-family: 'Garamond'"><span style="font-size: 15px">lies in between the peace and dullness.</span></span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Purple"><span style="font-family: 'Garamond'"><span style="font-size: 15px"></span></span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Purple"><span style="font-family: 'Garamond'"><span style="font-size: 15px"></span></span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Purple"><span style="font-family: 'Garamond'"><span style="font-size: 15px">Love shows up in all forms; even in very small and cheeky forms. It has</span></span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Purple"><span style="font-family: 'Garamond'"><span style="font-size: 15px">never been a model. It could be the dullest and most boring form ...</span></span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Purple"><span style="font-family: 'Garamond'"><span style="font-size: 15px"></span></span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Purple"><span style="font-family: 'Garamond'"><span style="font-size: 15px"></span></span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Purple"><span style="font-family: 'Garamond'"><span style="font-size: 15px">Flowers, and romantic moments are only used and appear on the surface</span></span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Purple"><span style="font-family: 'Garamond'"><span style="font-size: 15px">of the relationship. Under all this, the pillar of true love stands... AND</span></span></span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="color: Purple"><span style="font-family: 'Garamond'"><span style="font-size: 15px">THAT'S LIFE</span></span></span></strong></p><p></p><p><span style="color: Red"><strong><span style="font-size: 15px"><span style="font-family: 'Garamond'">The moral of this story...</span></span></strong></span></p><p><span style="color: Red"><strong><span style="font-size: 15px"><span style="font-family: 'Garamond'"></span></span></strong></span></p><p><span style="color: Red"><strong><span style="font-size: 15px"><span style="font-family: 'Garamond'">Most of the time we do not appreciate people around us, they may not</span></span></strong></span></p><p><span style="color: Red"><strong><span style="font-size: 15px"><span style="font-family: 'Garamond'">good in expressing their feelings but it doesn't mean that they don't love</span></span></strong></span></p><p><span style="color: Red"><strong><span style="font-size: 15px"><span style="font-family: 'Garamond'">u. If they aren't good at expressing love, then why don't we take the </span></span></strong></span></p><p><span style="color: Red"><strong><span style="font-size: 15px"><span style="font-family: 'Garamond'">first step to show some love??? Great day ahead my friends.</span></span></strong></span></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="melody, post: 2533146, member: 14320"] [B][SIZE="4"]This story tells us something about LOVE & LIFE.... Here it goes... [/SIZE] [COLOR="Purple"][FONT="Garamond"][SIZE="4"]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. Two years of courtship and now, five years into marriage, I would have to admit, that I am getting tired of it. The reasons of me loving him before, has 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 the inability of bringing 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, seemingly in deep thought. My feeling of disappointment only increased. Here was a man who was not able to even express his predicament, so what else could I expect from him? And 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 have 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 said: " 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 goes.... 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. 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 colour of flowers, just like the colour 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 as I continue on reading... "Now, that you have finished reading my answer, and 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, clutching tightly with his hands, 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 in very small and cheeky forms. It has never been a model. It could be the dullest and most boring form ... 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 LIFE[/SIZE][/FONT][/COLOR][/B] [COLOR="Red"][B][SIZE="4"][FONT="Garamond"]The moral of this story... Most of the time we do not appreciate people around us, they may not good in expressing their feelings but it doesn't mean that they don't love u. If they aren't good at expressing love, then why don't we take the first step to show some love??? Great day ahead my friends.[/FONT][/SIZE][/B][/COLOR] [/QUOTE]
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Driver celebrates V8 Supercar victory by drifting the entire victory lap w/video
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Drifting has always been more about show rather than go, which is precisely why the racing drivers always keep their cars in check around the...
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Next Club Meet: Saturday, July 9th
Hi,
To all skyline owners, future owners and enthusiasts...
I'm announcing the meet a month earlier so that all you very busy people ;)
can plan ahead.
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