If you could read my mind, love.
What a tale my thoughts could tell.
Just like an old time movie about a ghost from a wishing well.
Wednesday, September 26, 2012
Girls Don't Cry (The Lonely Shepherdess)
Eleanor Roosevelt once said:
"A woman is like a tea bag; you never know how strong it is until it's in hot water."
25 years of being raised and nurtured as man of
honor, for me, women will always be the other half of sky for men. But
somehow somewhere in this world, there is still exist a place, a hell on
earth where women is treated like a slave. Where is the love? Despite
efforts to improve their lives, girls in Afghanistan continue to suffer
untold violence and discrimination.
While a young girl was going home from school,
she noticed a tall man with a long beard walking behind her. The next
day, when the same man followed her, she became suspicious of him. Why
was he staring at her as if she had done something wrong? On the third
day, he walked toward her and stopped. Her body was shaking with fear.
He said, “I will kill you if I see you going to
school and leaving your home without a burqa.” She couldn’t say even
one word to him. He ran away and disappeared into a side street. She
was shocked by his warning and weeping when she got home.
The girls studying in Afghanistan schools didn’t
believe they should complete their education; they believed by the age
of 8, they should get married and be a slave for their in-laws. They
got these ideas from their families.
I found myself in a totally different world. I
didn’t see any women with burqas or men with long beards in Malaysia
and yet there is still lots of ungrateful people who demand total
freedom in harsh way. I do know that life is beautiful and smiling when
we have the freedom to live on our own.
According to Islam, getting an education is a
basic right for every man and woman. Unfortunately, it is a fact of
life that mostly Afghan women are not allowed to get an education, and
the control of our lives is often in the hands of men. I wonder why
women bow in front of all this stupidity in male-dominated countries
Perhaps a groovy kind of love is there for them one day, someday.
To you whom I have met, will you believe if I say that love
is a symbol of eternity where it wipes out all sense, destroying all
memory of a beginning and all fear of the end? That's the love that I
had found in you.
It's amazing, the love that I shared with you here, seems
stronger day by day. For me, to find someone who will love me for no
reason, and to shower that person with reasons, is the ultimate
happiness that I'm pursuing all my life. A hundred hearts would be too
few to carry all my love for you.
Until then, put in your heart the fact that I had fallen in
love with you way before we knew each other. 368 love letters is the
evidence that perhaps a groovy kind of love that we shared one day,
will be sweeter than gravity.
Will you love me in October as you do in May,
Will you love me in the good old fashioned way?
When my hair has all turned gray,
Will you kiss me then and say,
That you love me in October as you do in May