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A Comrade The Persian Cat
The conversation was there in their active minds even they were falling asleep of tiredness , " None can define what love isWhat poets,singer, philosopher, psychology say will be mix up like a dish..involving veggie,meat, seasoning and nother ingredients..For me love is a long commitment with God.""Most of us try to cover our mistakes and flaws But unfortunately other people seeThat We uncover more moreIt happen exactly whenWe blame other for some unpleasant ness...we want to be seen betterThan we really areSo better silent be friend with mirror" "May ziadah,a secret distant lover of Kahlil gibran who kept on communicate as pen pals but never met in person till their death "Not easily won't be mingled in anything unless it's true and good ,always involving heart in everything, prepare for the risk of the option and decision ,easy to empathize to others, maintaining honesty Old soul feel that others don't understand them.Easy to empathize to others and then they also no
A Comrade A Potion
Alvano hit the table and with shaking voice he yelled , " If this is the way available ,I feel it's a killing of creativity. Why ? because everything is governed by numbers. conditions are ok , and allowed but long numbers must be the reason why this become so rigid. Art of creativity that involves brain and feeling a lot should have half at least freedom . Give options ! That's what l want .l know none will give it .." Garibaldy disagreed with his manner each time he conveys his idea ,' The longest and safest bridge? Patience .." he wanted to tell him so but he knew it's useless as he won't listen.The deepest bliss will thankfulness and first thing to do is you have to like yourself first in a right way ." Wow ..Wow beautiful to say it but hard to do .." Alvano will surely remark that way . He glanced at the chief editor who was taking his wife out of the room.Maybe they needed air and talk personally.Garibaldy lifted his cup a bit , murmuring , " Beautiful couple...faithful to
A Comrade Eager but Cold Eyes
Misty saw automatic expression of worry in Garibaldy ' s face at knowing she didn't hear any news from Primrose. Only could be calming down himself after realizing that they should wait till tomorrow at least,if not today , to know what's happening to the radiant talented journalist.The wornout shoes …Before you step ahead, look down will the hoes are you wearing safe you from the gravely road ? " Tons of information,do you feel it makes people more intelligent? "" In what way ? Nowadays intelligence seem to be a domain of technology .Now l presume that "easy come easy go " become the cause of ...well , see , l saw someone wrote , this related to what we discuss now " Societal pressure and survival needs, made most people have to walk in shoes that did not fit their spirit. As a result, most people are not walking their soul path and therefore not fulfilling their purpose, their potential nor their dreams.As a consequence, there is an epidemic of depression, disengagement, disi
A Comrade Big Brother
Garibaldy whistled when Misty showed him the new mail from Primrose ." In this work room certainly there are piles of documents,gold pen in the drawer ,some antiques and other precious stuff.Thieves , scoundrels, robbers who will break everything and took them illegally.." he paused for a while to light his long cigar ," That is exactly what those imperialists do their colonies"I nodded ,getting up to walk around the room before sitting back, swaying away the burden of feeling that occupied my chest which almost burst in a minute.Two things, Not sure which one is the stronger reason , admiring his analogy on the door and or the sight effect he made on me when he spoke in beetween his cigar smoking..the relax manner which actually hid a hurt inside...The Journal ~"'It' s true ...we just have to be patient..but is everything fine with her ? " " I don't know, she won't tell us though,unless it's really crucial " " I know .." " Someone posts ... aboutPositive thinking leads to a
A Comrade A Shoeshine Boy
Finally Ash reached Eddie's house after searching the right direction through little Bilang to another one .They said that house was ghostly .It's an old big house with some damages here and thereA wooden second floor was like an open porch with old tree in front of it . The tree had densed big thick dark green leaves and lots of jellylike long beard hairs around it . At night,with only little light come from low watts of electricity made it all dark .An elderly mother enjoyed to scare her little children off by loosing her long thick hair , widen her eyes and curving her mouth in a frown scary shape.Someone spoke , ''Work on things gradually like God ! He grows the babies till they ' re as big as their moms , while they were weak and getting old .The children now can get things without the mother ' s help . Graduation, little by little,till the entire process almost obliviously happen and things on reverse now .The mothers feel they were nomore needed . Memorizing the old d
A Comrade Crimes
A surprising moment of hearing from the vicinity about The Eddie for a journalist instinct to explore something.Ash was drilling a little spot of soil to put some stones and made a little stove as he got some piles of dry twigs for burning a fire .While Primrose got some thing to dig up as stuff to observe.lt's a note about a little conversation beetween a mother and her mature child ."Are you ok ..."" Hello, yes I'm good, what's up? "" It's only motherly greeting ,just to know if you're just fine ..A worry of a mother ,that the children would never feel l guess .One day you'll know if you be a mother ..A child may not feel what a mother feel Your new mother now is the rich family who like you a lot and treat so good, right ? I know it ,and you don't have to say anything, l just know it ...Sure , l'm just a poor and unpleasant person in your eyes It's fine , even it's hurt.." She helped Ash to put more twigs and took out the ashes , " Umm ...it's always bitter to know that a
A Comrade Ah .. !!
" Some say that what kills a man is not the sword but his own mind " " That's right. Our mind is what make human feel something and it's apparently subjective.Just for your knowledge, whether it's true or not I mean about my feeling, if even it's true ,it's fine as lwill take it as a measurement of my own value as a mother, especially in front of God .And that's a fact of life virtues must be put as number one for believers .That's the barometric of faith .How many people don't love their own mom ? Maybe including myself , my feeling towards her is solely formal as it's kinda obligation to love your mother but l don't really feel it to tell you the truth...so if l put it as karma , it can be " The chat note from a sick mother was shown by the nurse to Avalon, " This Mama is someone who has kinda self awareness that she has no proper love from her mother as she was young and single then at her life stage as a mother she think her daughter also doesn't love her " "'Look how nicel
A Comrade A Cunning Brain
Misty had a slight relief,even Primrose didn't tell her what she asked , she still sent her and the chief editor the continuation of the journal about Ashby figure .* I can see that. Moreover while Ash narrowed his eyes down, there's a mindful rage there . Gently he blew the cigar smoke ," But now they did t8 colonialization in to means . Vulgar and neat . Systematically. " This is very different from small-time bandits whose operations are breaking into other people's houses through roof ,windows, warehouses or the back, right?" Ash shook his head and tapped his forehead went on , 'With this' he said as he stepped on his boots rather loudly, maybe he was afraid I would be scared if he did it harder even though I knew he wanted to.'' With a cunning and military brain? I asked.He shook his head, " With cunning brain and humiliation" he said .His clear ,sharp and romantic eyes looked up at the ceiling.How l wished to hug him ! Sometimes the man seems desperate like a kid when he