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A girl in love asked her boyfriend: “Tell me, who do you love most in this world?”
“You, of course!”
“In your heart, what am I to you?”
The boy thought for a moment and looked
intently in her eyes and said, “You are my rib. In the Holy Book, it was
said that God saw that Adam was lonely. During his sleep, God took one
of Adam’s rib and created Eve. Every man has been searching for his
missing rib. Only when you find the woman of your life will you no
longer feel the lingering ache in your heart.”
After their wedding, the couple had a
sweet and happy life for a while. However, the youthful couple began to
drift apart due to the busy schedule of life and the never-ending
worries of daily problems. Their life became mundane. All the challenges
posed by the harsh realities of life began to gnaw away at their dreams
and love for each other. The couple began to have more quarrels, and
each quarrel became more heated.
One day, after a quarrel, the girl ran
out of the house. At the opposite side of the road, she shouted, “You
don’t love me!” The boy hated her childishness, and out of impulse
retorted, “Maybe it was a mistake for us to be together! You were never
my missing rib!”
Suddenly, she turned quiet and stood
there for a long while. He regretted what he said, but words spoken are
like thrown away water — you can never take them back. With tears, she
went home to pack her things and was determined on breaking up.
Before she left the house, the girl
said, “If I’m really not your missing rib, then please let me go.” She
continued, “It is less painful this way. Let us go on our separate ways
and search for our own partners.”
Five years went by. He never remarried
but he had tried to find out about her life indirectly. She had left the
country and came back. She had married a foreigner and divorced. He
felt anguished that she never waited for him. In the dark and lonely
night, he lit his cigarette and felt the lingering ache in his heart. He
couldn’t bring himself to admit that he was missing her.
One day they finally met — at the
airport — a place where there were many reunions and good-byes. He was
going away on a business trip. She was standing there alone, with just
the security door separating them. She smiled at him gently.
(b): “How are you?”
(g): “I’m fine. How about you. Have you found your missing rib?”
(b): “No.”
(g): “I’ll be flying to New York on the next flight.”
(b): “I’ll be back in 2 weeks time.”
(g): “Give me a call when you get back. You know my number. Nothing
has changed.” With a smile, she turned around and waved good-bye.
One week later, he heard of her death. She had perished in New York — in the event that shocked the world.
Midnight. Once again, he lit his
cigarette. And like before, he felt the lingering ache in his heart. He
finally knew that she was the missing rib that he had so carelessly
broken.
- AUTHOR UNKNOWN -
Sometimes people say things out of
moments of fury. Most often than not, the outcome could be disastrous
and detrimental. We vent our frustrations 99% at our loved ones. And
even though we know that we ought to “think twice and act wisely,” it’s
often easier said than done.
Things happen each day, many of which
are beyond our control. Let us treasure every moment and everyone in our
lives. Tomorrow may never come. Give and accept what you have today.
“Men stumble over pebbles, never over mountains.” – Emilie Cady
Sumber : http://www.nusahati.com/2012/08/the-missing-rib/
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