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6. ATTITUDE THAT MAKES ALL THE DIFFERNCE

Today by just casual surfing, i came across an piece of writing TO which I couldn’t resist myself in sharing.

WHAT DO YOU THINK ARE ALIKE AMONGST MOMENTS, FEELING, RELATIONS & REMINISCENCES?

BIZARRE !! I KNOW ! BUT NOT VAGUE, LETS DISCOVER VIS THIS SHORTY STORY I CAME ACROSS!!

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When I got home that night as my wife served dinner, I held her hand andsaid, I've got something to tell you. She sat down and ate quietly. Again 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; I had lost my heart to a lovely girl

called Dew. I didn't love her anymore. I just pitied her!

With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated

that she could own our house, 30% shares of my company and the car. 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 Dew so dearly.

Finally she 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 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 sleep and fell

asleep very fast because I was tired after an eventful day with Dew. When

I woke up, she was still there at the table writing. I just did not care

so I turned over and was asleep 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 that in that one month we both struggle to live as normal a

life as possible. Her reasons were simple: our son had his exams in a

months 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 out bridal room on our wedding day. She