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What The Modern Woman Wants…
October 30th, 2009 by ilabuzz, under Hug. 2 Comments
Was reading this just now… Thanks to Rick for the sharing. Thoughts of a 15 year old girl!
What the Modern Woman Wants by Amanda Chong Wei-Zhen
The old woman sat in the backseat of the magenta convertible as it careened down the highway, clutching tightly to the plastic bag on her lap, afraid it may be kidnapped by the wind. She was not used to such speed, with trembling hands she pulled the seat belt tighter but was careful not to touch the patent leather seats with her callused fingers, her daughter had warned her not to dirty it, ‘Fingerprints show very clearly on white, Ma.’
Her daughter, Bee Choo, was driving and talking on her sleek silver mobile phone using big words the old woman could barely understand. ‘Finance’, ‘Liquidation’, ‘Assets’, ‘Investments’… Her voice was crisp and important and had an unfamiliar lilt to it.
Her Bee Choo sounded like one of those foreign girls on television. She was speaking in an American accent. The old lady clucked her tongue in disapproval…… ‘I absolutely cannot have this. We have to sell!’ Her daughter exclaimed agitatedly as she stepped on the accelerator; her perfectly manicured fingernails gripping onto the steering wheel in irritation.
‘I can’t DEAL with this anymore!’ she yelled as she clicked the phone shut and hurled it angrily toward the backseat.. The mobile phone hit the old woman on the forehead and nestled soundlessly into her lap. She calmly picked it up and handed it to her daughter..
‘Sorry, Ma,’ she said, losing the American pretence and switching to Mandarin. ‘I have a big client in America . There have been a lot of problems.’
The old lady nodded knowingly. Her daughter was big and important.
Bee Choo stared at her mother from the rear view window, wondering what she was thinking. Her mother’s wrinkled countenance always carried the same cryptic look. The phone began to ring again, an artificially cheerful digital tune, which broke the awkward silence.
‘Hello, Beatrice! Yes, this is Elaine.’ Elaine. The old woman cringed. I didn’t name her Elaine. She remembered her daughter telling her, how an English name was very important for ‘networking’, Chinese ones being easily forgotten.
‘Oh no, I can’t see you for lunch today. I have to take the ancient relic to the temple for her weird daily prayer ritual.’ Ancient Relic. The old woman understood perfectly it was referring to her. Her daughter always assumed that her mother’s silence meant she did not comprehend.
‘Yes, I know! My car seats will be reeking of joss sticks!’ The old woman pursed her lips tightly, her hands gripping her plastic bag in defence.
The car curved smoothly into the temple courtyard. It looked almost garish next to the dull sheen of the ageing temple’s roof. The old woman got out of the back seat, and made her unhurried way to the main hall. Her daughter stepped out of the car in her business suit and stilettos and reapplied her lipstick as she made her brisk way to her mother’s side.
‘Ma, I’ll wait outside.. I have an important phone call to make,’ she said, not bothering to hide her disgust at the pungent fumes of incense. The old lady hobbled into the temple hall and lit a joss stick, she knelt down solemnly and whispered her now familiar daily prayer to the Gods. Thank you God of the Sky, you have given my daughter luck all these years. Everything I prayed for, you have given her. She has everything a young woman in this world could possibly want. She has a big house with a swimming pool, a maid to help her, as she is too clumsy to sew or cook. Her love life has been blessed; she is engaged to a rich and handsome angmoh man. Her company is now the top financial firm and even men listen to what she says… She lives the perfect life. You have given her everything except happiness. I ask that the gods be merciful to her even if she has lost her roots while reaping the harvest of success.
What you see is not true, she is a filial daughter to me. She gives me a room in her big house and provides well for me. She is rude to me only because I affect her happiness.. A young woman does not want to be hindered by her old mother. It is my fault.
The old lady prayed so hard that tears welled up in her eyes. Finally, with her head bowed in reverence she planted the half-burnt joss stick into an urn of smoldering ashes.
She bowed once more. The old woman had been praying for her daughter for thirty-two years. When her stomach was round like a melon, she came to the temple and prayed that it was a son. Then the time was ripe and the baby slipped out of her womb, bawling and adorable with fat thighs and pink cheeks, but unmistakably, a girl. Her husband had ticked and punched her for producing a useless baby who could not work or carry the family name.
Still, the woman returned to the temple with her new-born girl tied to her waist in a sarong and prayed that her daughter would grow up and have everything she ever wanted.
Her husband left her and she prayed that her daughter would never have to depend on a man. She prayed every day that her daughter would be a great woman, the woman that she, meek and uneducated, could never become. A woman with nengkan; the ability to do anything she set her mind to. A woman who commanded respect in the hearts of men. When she opened her mouth to speak, precious pearls would fall out and men would listen. She will not be like me, the woman prayed as she watched her daughter grow up and drift away from her, speaking a language she scarcely understood.
She watched her daughter transform from a quiet girl to one who openly defied her, calling her laotu, old fashioned…. She wanted her mother to be ‘modern’, a word so new there was no Chinese word for it. Now her daughter was too clever for her and the old woman wondered why she had prayed like that. The Gods had been faithful to her persistent prayer, but the wealth and success that poured forth so richly had buried the girl’s roots and now she stood faceless with no identity, bound to the soil of her ancestors by only a string of origami banknotes.
Her daughter had forgotten her mother’s value. Her wants were so ephemeral, that of a modern woman. Power, wealth, access to the best fashion boutiques and yet her daughter had not found true happiness. The old woman knew that you could find happiness with much less. When her daughter left the earth, everything she had would count for nothing. People would look to her legacy and say that she was a great woman but she would be forgotten once the wind blows over, like the ashes of burnt paper convertibles and mansions.
The old woman wished she could go back and erase all her big hopes and prayers for her daughter now that she had looked out of the temple gates. She saw her daughter speaking on the phone, her brow furrowed with anger and worry. Being at the top is not good, the woman thought, there is only one way to go from there – down.
The old woman carefully unfolded the plastic bag and spread out a packet of beehoon in front of the altar. Her daughter often mocked her for worshipping porcelain Gods. How could she pray to them so faithfully and expect pieces of ceramic to fly to her aid? But her daughter had her own gods too, idols of wealth, success and power that she enslaved to and worshipped every day of her life.
Every day was a quest for the idols, and the idols she worshipped counted for nothing in eternity. All the wants her daughter had would slowly suck the life out of her and leave her, an empty souless shell at the altar. The old woman watched the joss stick. The dull heat had left a teetering grey stem that was on the danger of collapsing.
Modern woman nowadays, the old lady signed in resignation, as she bowed to the east bone final time to end her ritual. Modern woman nowadays want so much that they lose their souls and wonder whey they cannot find it. Her joss stick disintegrated into a soft grey powder. She met her daughter outside the temple, the same look of worry and frustration was etched on her daughter’s face.
An empty expression, as if she was ploughing through the soil of her wants looking for the one thing that would sown the seeds of happiness. They climbed into the convertible in silence and her daughter drove along the highway, this time not to fast as she had done before. `Ma,’ Bee Choo finally said. “I don’t know how to put this. Mark and I have been talking about it and we plan to move out of the big house. The property market is good now, and we managed to get a buyer willing to pay us seven million for it. We decided we’d prefer a cosier penthouse apartment instead. We found a perfect one in Orchard Road .. Once we move into our apartment, we plan to get rid of the maid, so we can have more space to ourselves…..”
The old woman nodded knowingly. Bee Choo swallowed hard. “We’d get someone to come in to do the housework and we can eat out – but once the maid is gone, there won’t be anyone to look after you. You will be awfully lonely at home and, besides that the apartment is rather small. There won’t be space. We thought about it for a long time, and we decided the best thing for you is if you moved to a Home. There’s one near Hougang – it’s a Christian home and a very nice one.”
The old woman did not raise an eyebrow. I”ve been there, the matron is willing to take you in. It’s beautiful with gardens and lots of old people to keep you company! Hardly have time for you, you’d be happier there.” “You’d be happier there, really.” her daughter repeated as if to affirm herself.
This time the old woman had no plastic bag of food offering to cling tightly to, she bit her lip and fastened her seat belt, as if it would protect her from a daughter who did not want her anymore. She sunk deep into the leather seat, letting her shoulders sag and her fingers trace the white seat.
Ma, her daughter asked, searching the rear view window for her mother. “Is everything okay?
What had to be done, had to be done. “Yes” she said firmly, louder than she intended, ‘if it will make you happy,’ she added more quietly.
`It’s for you, Ma! You will be happier there. You can move there tomorrow, I already got the maid to pack your things.’ Elaine said triumphantly, mentally ticking yet another item off her agenda. ‘I knew everything would be fine.’ Elaine smiled widely; she felt liberated. Perhaps getting rid of her mother would make her happier… She had thought about it. It seemed the only hindrance in her pursuit of happiness. She was happy now. She had everything a modern woman ever wanted; money, status, career, love, power and now freedom without her mother and her old-fashioned ways to weigh her down……
Yes she was free. Her phone butted urgently, she picked it up and read the message, still beaming from ear to ear. “Stock 10% increase.” Yes, things were definitely beginning to look up for her and while searching for the meaning of life in the luminance of her hand phone screen, the old woman in the backseat became invisible and she did not see her in tears.
P/S: Good haah? Have a blessed weekend everyone!
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Great Man Great Woman? INDEED!
October 28th, 2009 by ilabuzz, under Hug, Kiss, Love. No Comments
Was enjoying my dinner yesterday at Brisik Restaurant. Very cozy and quiet – plus a WiFi too. Naa I didnt need a WiFi… on unlimited Celcom 3G… 
The waiter complained that the crowd was not so good around the area, from 5ish pm to 7ish pm only 2 tables were taken. Actually, the food was not that bad, served Indonesia cuisine. I enjoyed it much. Going back to what I want to share for today, I always believe if a man wants to be successful he needs woman besides him. I will laugh to my stomach if man says he doesn’t need a woman in his life to be successful! This is not about sharing Great Man Great Woman in bed OK. I am being intellectually concern for today’s sharing Enjoy!
What I really want to put to you though, is what do men really want in this regard? The reading goes…
People say that men look for women who can be mother, daughter and partner – mother to comfort him and provide a safe haven for when he needs it, daughter to spoil and protect (for the sake of his masculinity), and partner to share his thoughts and life with, to support him and to take on the role of his closest confident. We didn’t hear much about being “daughter”, at least around our culture. Let it continues…
It’s easy to play the role of ‘daughter’, offer him the sweet side and let him take control – think traditional Japanese wife (stereotyping I know but they do have a reputation for being soft and obedient to an extent). It is however, the other 2 roles I want to focus on – especially in the context of difficult times – of stress, of pain – how do men want to be supported? There are fine lines between being supportive, patronising, and melodramatic in such times. I can be very dramatic at times and most women use it as a weapon.
Supposed he is under tremendous pressure at work, what is he really looking to receive from his wife? This is not the time to be the ‘daughter’ – whose demand for constant attention is more a concern than a comfort when he has other things on his mind. Is it time for the ‘mother’ role? Maybe not (sometimes I tend to do that), when he’s stressed and tired, does he really want his woman to be flustering around him and making a fuss – even if it’s stemmed from concern for him and a desire to make him more comfortable. Perhaps the partner and friend is what most men need at such a time – someone who’ll listen without passing judgment, someone who is calm and will remind him of the support he has and that he does not have to carry all the weight on his own shoulders.
Then again, when a man is truly under a high degree of pressure or has a worry that is taking over, he often won’t mention it. Speaking about it causes too much grief, he’d prefer to just keep it to himself for as long as he can get away with it. But we women cant be blame for not being cared. Under such circumstances, when she knows that something is wrong but he is keeping a tight-lip, what would be the best approach? If he really does not want to talk, forcing it out of him will have little benefit and can only darken his mood further, trying to coerce it out of him by over-smothering him is patronising and makes him feel trapped.
But sitting back and waiting for him to talk would drive her crazy, at least to me. Normally I want to know WHY? Do men want women to take things in her stride and exert the calming influence that they themselves cannot muster – best is to just make a cup of tea, let him know she’s there for him and go about the daily routine as normal. Call it the maternal instinct but women want to comfort men and let them know how much they love them, men however, sometimes just want to be left to their own devices and will push her away. Perhaps it’s a sign of a weak relationship, he does not trust her enough to share his problems and offload some of the weight, perhaps he is trying to protect her in not wanting her to worry, perhaps he just wants to deal with things alone with some time to himself.
P/S: But when men are so troubled, how is she to respond at a time when he is so sensitive and she feels so helpless? This really reminds me of some men’s sensitivity. After spending so much time with “MSA”, I just realized that “MSA” has managed it very well and me basically knew what was going on in times of his stress and pressure.
My special thanks to MistyS
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Tips For Men – Lessons to learn for guys
October 26th, 2009 by marcell, under Hug, Kiss, Love. No Comments
Lesson to learn
Hello guy. I received a good tips from anonymous person. Wah, the tips are so great. So, guy. You better read it
- When a girl says she’s sad, but she isn’t crying, it means she’s crying in her heart.
- When she ignores you after you’ve done something wrong, it’s best to give her some time to cool down before touching her heart with an apology
- A girl can’t find anything to hate about the guy she loves (which is why it is so hard for her to ‘get over him’after the relationship’s over.)
- If a girl loves a guy, he will always be on her mind every minute of the day, even though she flirts with other guys.
- When the guy she likes smiles and stares deep into her eyes, she will melt.
- A girl likes to hear compliments, but usually is not sure how to react to them.
- When a particular guy flirts with a girl very often, a girl would start thinking the guy likes her. So if you treat a girl just as a friend, go easy on the smiles and stare ok?
- If you don’t like a girl who likes you, break it to her gently.
- If a girl starts avoiding you after you reject her, leave her alone for a while. If you still treat her as a friend, talk to her.
- Girls enjoy talking about what they feel. Music, poetry, drawings and writing are ways of expressing themselves (which explains why most girls like writing journals).
- Never tell a girl that she is useless in any way.
- Being too serious can turn a girl off.
- When the guy she likes calls her for the first time, the girl may act uninterested during the call. But as soon as the phone is back on the hook, she will whoop with joy and immediately start telephoning her friends to spread the news.
- A smile means a lot to a girl.
- If you like a girl, try making friends with her first. Let her get to know you.
- If a girl says she can’t go out with you because she has to study, leave.
- But if she still calls you or expect a call from you, stay.
- Don’t try to guess a girl’s feelings. Ask her.
- Hearing the words “I love you” is a great reassurance to a girl that she is beautiful.
- After a girl falls in love with a guy, she’ll wonder why she never noticed him before.
- If you need tips on how to flirt with a girl,read romance stories.
- When class pictures come out, a girl would first check who is standing next to her crush before actually looking at herself.
- A girl’s ex-crush will always be in her memory, but the guy she loves now stays in her heart.
- Girls love having fun!
- A simple ‘Hi’ can brighten a girl’s day.
- A girl’s best friends usually know best what she is feeling and going through.
- Girls hate it when a guy pays attention to them just to get close to their ‘prettier’ friend.
- Love means devotion, caring and happiness to a girl, in that order.
- Some girls care about looks, some care about brains, but ALL girls want a guy who will love and care for them.
- Girls want nothing more than to feel loved
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EmPTiNesS…
October 23rd, 2009 by ilabuzz, under Hate. No Comments
Slipping into emptiness
Was thinking and thinking on what to share for the day. Saw a few of statuses in the facebook last couple of days as feeling of emptiness…
EMPTY / BLANK / LONELY bla bla bla…
Today receive an Inbox message a poem without a tittle. Thus, let me give it a title : EmPTiNesS
Love has once again betrayed me and
The stars come crashing from the sky shattered.
And another piece of my lonely hearts cast among the ashes
Crumpled and decayed in the cold dust.
Moments of love between ions of stillness
My shadow stalked by madness.
Crying emptiness brushes my soul land
Uncontrollable longings scream deep within my spirit
Chill dawn winds eddy around me like gray soulless wolves.
A deadly silence fills my empty dreams
Stalking about the room like shadows chased from the fire
A touch on my arm draws me out of my restlessness.
Fragments of promising eyes drift across my soul
And a crystal glitter of stars flung across a darkened sky
Igniting my passions once again.
My hunger unshielded
I must eternally dance to this cruel game.
STOP!
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Here I am…
October 21st, 2009 by ilabuzz, under Love. No Comments
As my friend told me…
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I was looking into some sms text last night on my handphone. Out of the sudden, his sms came in and I read it.
Gosh, I have tried many times to go into the website but I can’t accessed. Hmm… he never gave up and he never failed to convince me to try again and again. Ok I’ll try this time for the one last time.
I surfed thru my mobile. Wow! awesome, nice, brilliant and beautiful. I am speechless.
I love photography. Maybe I got that interest thru my papa’s hobby last time. Any event at the office, my dad would be the one who’s in charge of photo taking. That was in late 70’s. But these days everything is different, you will have photoshop to help you editing your photos and many more tools to its perfection.
Coming back to our little stories…. 
We never a good friend last time. I mean never a close friend. I always ask him whether he used to admire me last time and he said NO! Love to see me because he said I am pretty… Ya I used to be a pretty girl next class room but now not anymore. Too old to get that title.
Our friendship remains as it is. He is a good friend but to be frank to everyone here I’ve not seen him for at least 18 years now. Not sure how he looks like. Both of us are getting older with age but wiser with smile so to speak.
These are some of his art work and you may login to http://www.flickr.com/photos/shaffarullah
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P/S: Sometimes good friend is all you need in life. No hurt feelings, No commitment: Nothing to be worried about Till then enjoy your lovely life with your good friends!
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Reflection, Relationship – The Value of Our Loved Ones
October 19th, 2009 by marcell, under Hug, Kiss, Love. No Comments
I received a very interesting write up from my fellow friend. So, I’d like to share it with you
We have the tendency to take things for granted. And this includes people around us and even people we love. We take it for granted that the people around us will be around forever.
Relationship
We delay or conveniently forget our obligations and promises until it is too late to fulfill or to make amends. Such incidents happen too many times and to many people. Have you ever heard people commenting that they had been too busy to visit their loved ones on their deathbed until it’s too late? Or you hear people saying that they had been wanting to meet so and so, but kept postponing until one fine day, the so and so is gone forever and they regret it. These are all the late words.
I was pondering over the weekend how can we determine the value of people around us? One way, I thought, is to check how you would feel when the person in question is dead. This may not be easy for people who had not encountered loss of a loved one as you need to understand the agony and anguish.
So, after you have done the check and it tells you that you will feel absolutely miserable if this person is gone, then pal, it’s time to do something NOW before it is too late.
Don’t live to regret. Ok, see you in the next chapter
P.S: Cheerish every moment with your partner or spouse.
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Office Wife? Office Husband?
October 16th, 2009 by ilabuzz, under Hug. No Comments
I always see them very close to each other. Are they having an office affairs?
Hmmm… She will tie his tie?
He will always go inside her room early morning and spend time for half hour without fail DAILY?
She will say see you tomorrow without fail daily before going back?
They will smoke together? They are having lunch together? I even saw them together watching movies after office hours? DANG!
By the way, these are not all happening to same people but different ones… And the incidents are increasing? Why?
Let me just give you some insights on this.
By definition of this Office Wife or Office Husband, they are called WORK SPOUSE. Work spouse is a co-worker (usually of the opposite sex) with whom one shares a special relationship, having bonds similar to those of a marriage – such as (listen carefully on this definition) special confidences, loyalties, shared jokes and experiences, and an unusual degree of honesty or openness.
The work spouse is a potentially key relationship when one’s actual spouse or boy/girlfriend is not able to understand the nuances of the workplace. As people work more and more and spend less and less time at home, these hybrid relationships have begun to spawn more and more. While it is not unusual for the relationship to contain elements of flirtation (see I told you!), this relationship can be threatened rather than enhanced if it becomes sexual.
So folks the definition itself has tell its tale? I even heard someone went to the office and attacked someone because of this Office Wife and Office Husband! Then the definition continues…
With so many of the quality hours of a day spent at work, having someone there who has an intuitive understanding of the pressures, personalities, interactions, and underlying narratives of the workplace society can add safety and comfort to what can otherwise be an alienating environment.
The work spouse relationship appears to be fostered by some sort of effects and contain thoughts and feelings associated with the term of understanding and caring. This new social relationship is unique to the social milieu of the late 20th and early 21st century; and as a result the sociological and psychological implications this new social relationship poses to Western Society’s traditional notions of love, marriage and friendship have not yet been fully explored. But now it’s not only happening in the Western Countries folks, even in Malaysia, it is increasing. I also heard a lot coming from government departments as well.
So if you are one fo them, you should know your limitations as you dont want to hurt anyone thruout your relationship ecology system with the society. This is not harrassment as both parties just love the accompany of one another. One person even told me that she feels empty and lonely if her office husband goes on long business trip.
P/S: I dont have one and I hope I will not cling on ANY! Have a lovely weekend…
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Dating Criteria?
October 14th, 2009 by ilabuzz, under Hug. No Comments
Actually I want to write about Heaven and Hell. But… gosh I can’t concentrate well.
This message comes into my mail box today. Was talking to a friend last night that we, women should put in a criteria when we go out and find our date. A criteria? I thought it’s a free world! But apparently she got her points.
Of course you want to dating a better man than you. You dont want to F off your own money on the first date right, being a woman. Education wise you want your man to be better than you, right. So that when we do the talking, we know exactly where we are headed to. But I told many of my girlfriends that these certain criteria in hands just for guidance. And it can change at later stage once you know the person by heart. Funny is some of my girlfriends always ask for birthdate of the guy before going out dating. She just so into Numbers that she wont go out with certain Astrology Numbers on a guy. Gosh that is too detailed a criteria. Dont you think so?
And this is what exactly happened when you have such rigidity in dating scheme….haha
Have fun reading it Folks!
THE BOTTLE OF MERLOT.
Drink, you'll be easier
A man asked a waiter to take a bottle of Merlot to an unusually attractive woman sitting alone at a table in a cozy little restaurant.
So, the waiter took the Merlot to the woman and said, “This is from the gentleman who is seated over there.”….
and indicated the sender with a nod of his head.
She stared at the wine coolly for a few seconds, not looking at the man, then decided to send a reply to him by a note.
The waiter, who was lingering nearby for a response, took the note from her and conveyed it to the gentleman.
The note read: “For me to accept this bottle, you need to have a Mercedes in your garage, a million dollars in the bank
and ‘7′ inches in your pants.”
After reading the note, the man decided to compose one of his own in return.
He folded the note, handed it to the waiter and instructed him to deliver it to the lady.
It read:
“Just to let you know things aren’t always what they appear to be;
I have a Ferrari Maranello, BMW Z8, Mercedes CL600, and a Porsche Turbo in my several garages;
I have beautiful homes in Aspen and Miami, and a 10,000 acre ranch in Louisiana.
There is over twenty million dollars in my bank account and portfolio.
But, not even for a woman as beautiful as you are, would I cut off three inches. Just send the bottle back’.
P/S: Dont be too rigid to find our other HALF!
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A Recommendations For a Successful Relationship
October 12th, 2009 by marcell, under Hug, Kiss, Love. No Comments
My friend from Indonesia sent me an interesting article that he found in one of the leading news paper in Dubai.
The article not for married couples only but also important for those dating couples.
Here’s 10 recommendations Family Guidance and Reformation Department at the Dubai Courts gives to newly married couples.
Recommendations to wives :
- Men are different from women
- Men are not talkative, so don’t nag
- Men like to be the focus of a woman’s attention so don’t ignore them or make them feel unwanted
- Men like to talk about their work, so don’t expect them to talk about everything you like
- Men may have a hard time expressing their feelings, so don’t force them to say something they don’t want to say
- Men by nature hate failure, so try not to criticize them
- Men like to be alone when they get angry, so don’t intrude on their solitude
- Men are capable of solving problems, so don’t impose your thoughts on them
- Men don’t shop that much and they like a contented woman, so don’t be too demanding
- Men like a woman who can satisfy their desires, so shower them with love and care as well as appreciation
Recommendations to husbands
- Women are different from men :
- Women are more sensitive and emotional and expect your support all the time
- Women like a man who flirts with them and satisfies them sexually
- Women like to talk about themselves, so don’t criticise them
- Women like shopping and spending money, so don’t be a miser. Try to offer her gifts and invite her to go out frequently
- Women like to feel loved and cared for
- Don’t think of committing adultery because it is very harsh on a woman’s feelings
- Women like to be heard or listened to, so don’t stay away from your wife
- Women’s moods and attitudes change during pregnancy and menstruation so take this into consideration
- Women need a man to trust and rely on, so don’t disappoint her
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True Friends…
October 9th, 2009 by ilabuzz, under Hug, Kiss, Love. 2 Comments
This message has come to my Inbox today.
I love it and would like to share with all of you about TRUE FRIENDS…
They love you,
but they are not your lover
They care for you,
but they are not from your family
They are ready to share your pain,
but they are not your blood relation.
They are……..FRIENDS! !!!!
True friend…… ..
Scolds like a DAD..
Cares like a MOM..
Teases like a SISTER..
Irritates like a BROTHER..
And finally loves U more than a LOVER.
P/S: Can we still find true friends these days? Yes, we can!
