Power comes in everything

The passengers watched sympathetically as the young woman with the white stick made her way carefully up the steps of the bus.She paid the driver and used her hands to feel for a seat.Then,she sat down with the stick resting against her leg.


It had been a year since Misha,thirty-four,became blind.Because of a medical problem,she was suddenly thrown into a world of darkness.Misha,who was once an independent woman,felt condemned to be a burden on everyone around her.All she had to cling to was her husband,Malik,an army officer who loved her dearly.


When Misha first lost her sight,she sank into despair,but Mailik was determined to help her become independent again.After a few months,she was finally ready to return to her job.She used to take the bus,but was now too frightened to get around the city by herself.So,how would she get there?Malik volunteered to driver her to work each day,even though they worked at the opposite end of the city.


Af first,this comforted Misha and fulfilled Malik's need to protect her wife,who had lost confidence in doing even the simplest task.Soon,however this transport arrangement was becoming too tiring for him.He realised that she would have to start taking the bus again,but just the thought of mentioning this to her upset him.She was stil so fragile,so angry.How would she react?


Just as Malik had expected,Misha was horrified with the idea of taking the bus again.Her heart was full of anger."how can you do this to me?I am blind!"she responded bitterly."how am I supposed to know where I am going?I feel as if you are abandoning me.Don't you love me anymore?"


Malik's heart broke when he heard those harsh words.But he knew what he had to do.He promised her that,each morning and evening,he would ride the bus with her.For as long as it took for her to get used to it.And that was exactly what happened.For two whole weeks,Malik,in full military uniform,accompanied Misha to and from work each day.He taught her how to rely on her other senses,especially her hearing,and how to adapt to her new situation.


Malik helped her to make friends with the bus drivers,who would watch out for her.They even saved her a seat.Malik made her laugh,even on those bad days when she tripped as she left the bus or dropped her briefcase.Each morning,te made the journey together and Malik would take a taxi back to his office.Although this routine is even more expensive and more tiring that the previous one,he knew it was just a matter of time before she would be able to ride the bus on her own.He believed in her,in the Misha he used to know,who was not afraid of any challenges and who would never,ever quit.


Indeed,she soon became confident enough to start travelling on her own.One day,as she was about to get off the bus,the driver said."Madam,I really envy you.It must feel so good to be taken care of and protected like you are."


Misha had no idea what the driver was talking about and asked"What do you mean?"


The driver answered,"you know,every morning,a gentleman in a military uniform stands on the other side of the road watching you as you leave the bus.He makes sure you cross the road safely and he watches you until you enter your office building.The he blows you a kiss and walks away.You are a fortune woman."


Tears of happiness flowed down her cheeks.Although she could not see her husband,she had always felt his presence.Misha was lucky,so lucky for he had given her a gift more powerful that sight,agift she did not need to see to believe-a gift of love that can bring light where there has been darkness

The Moment When We Are Staring At Each Other

I never knew what life was until she came into my life.My harsh words pushed people away.My days were spent talking of life as if it were some boring thing that interested me in only most abstract way.And my heart was filled with lies.I could believe I wasn't lonely.I didn't need love.But a few years later,I just realize that there was a girl which was really pretty in both sides of physical and attitude.

She looked deep into my eyes.Not with a look of love or caring but with guilt.She asked me "Hey,do you still loving someone outside there?"
For that moment,I keep silent and trying to hold back my anger and secret."Yes,she is just around me"."Some girl that you wouldn't know her".
Then I tried to look at her,But all she had done was trying to focus on the top and hope that the tears welling up in her eyes don't start pouring down.I can feel she was trying to escape.Then I quickly stop her action and hold her hands.But unfortunately she just left.
Everything will not be okay,time past so quick and We hadn't met for a long period.I want to scream at her and tell her how much I care for her.
Until the day when God gave me the bravery,I went to a coffee house where we used to go.I called her for a tea(Just wanted to tell her and confess with her.)
But when the time I called her at the phone,her mother answered it and said."Oh dear,She just passed away."
My heart was just stunned and my tears fall.I can't believe it.Her mother added,"She got something for you,please come and I will show you my dear."
At the time when I receive the gift from her,the seconds just melt into hours and the situation was completely deserted.I opened the box and read the letter inside it.


"Hey crush is me,do you still remember the time I asked you the question?I knew that it will be the last time i meet with you.In that time,I was trying to tell you that how much I appreciate and love you.But unlucky,your heart is filled with another girl that I wouldn't know.Even though the truth is hard to bear,I still choose the way to love you silently.Please don't feel sad just because I'm dead,I will always be with you.I love you"
I was tongue-tied and feel regret with what I had done in that time.
The thoughts of the moment when we are staring at each other suddenly come toward me and it  will always keep vividly in my mind.I love her,indeed I love her.

The way to love anything is to realize that it might be lost one time.

Understanding something

If you really love her,don't make her cry,cry yourself.

Life?

It's not about money,friends or family that make your life appealing,it's about how you feel and the efforts that you had spent and put on.My teacher once told me that don't ever use 'In my Life' this three words in our essay as we are just too young to use it.But I'm totally disagree with what she said because everyone owns their own distinctive life .Even if we have just live on this planet for not so long,we have also past through some moments that not all of the people have experienced before.Am I right???

Why Im the one who suffer in this terrible pain?Why?

We come with nothing,go with nothing.

That's what we called Freedom and happiness

The pictures remind me how pretty you are.

You always did baby,you always did.

I miss you