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Wednesday, December 08, 2004
[[meaningful]]


There was once this guy who is very much in love with His girl. This romantic guy folded 1,000 pieces of Paper-cranes as a gift to his girl. Although, at that time he was just a small fry in his company, his future doesn't seemed too bright, they were very happy Together. Until one day, his girl told him she was going to Paris and will never come back. She also told him that she cannot visualize any future for the both of them, so let's go their own ways there and then ... Heartbroken, the guy agreed. But when he regains his confidence, he worked hard day and night, slogging his body and mind just to make something out of himself. Finally with all these handwork and the help of friends, this guy had set up his own company. You never fail until you stop trying One rainy day, while this guy was driving, he saw an elderly couple sharing an umbrella the rain walking to some destination. Even with the umbrella, they were still drenched. It didn't take him long to realize those were his girl's parents. With a heart in getting back at them, he drived slowly beside the couple, wanting them to spot him in his luxury sedan. He wanted them to know that he wasn't the same anymore; he had his own company, car, comfort He made it! Before the guy can realize, the couple was walking towards a cemetery, and he got out of his car and Followed ....and he saw his girl, a photograph of her Smiling sweetly as ever at him from her tombstone... And he saw his paper cranes beside her. Find time to realize that there is one person who means so much to you, for you might wake up one morning losing that Person who you thought meant nothing to you her parents saw him. He ask them why had this Happened. They explained, she did not leave for France At all. She was ill with cancer. She had believed that he will make it someday, but she did not want to be his obstacle ... therefore she had Choose to leave him... Just because someone doesn't love you the way you want them to, doesn't mean they don't love you with all they have. She had wanted her parents to put his paper cranes beside her, because, if the day comes when fate brings Him to her again..... He can take some of those back with him ... Once you have loved, you will always Love. For what's in your mind may escape but what's in your heart will remain forever. The guy just wept... The worst way to miss someone is to be sitting right beside them knowing you can't have them

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