MALE TALES Issue 1.083

Issue 1.083: Fabric of love....

There is a tale I wanna share with you...

Once upon a time, there was two young person who just met each other. As they are new to each other, they exchanged pleasantries. Soon they met again, and they exchanged conversation. And the meetings became more frequent, and one day, one of them asked the other, should we go for a date. And so they did, and from there more dates came to pass. All these times, they laughed and smiled at each other jokes, and never a harsh word was spoken. Both was kind and courteous to each other.

But you see the issue then was that the meetings took place only over a period of time, and its measured in hours, and after deducting the time spent on thinking, walking and the lapses of silences, the actual communication was only minutes. But it was those minutes which we cherished much, as it brought us joy and happiness.

Soon the two person decided to be a couple, ( and we have a noun now to use and less to type ). So the couple took on their relationship to a higher level, and they learned to see beyond the conversation, and physical being. They now indulge in the emotions and draft of the inner person. They see the person as one they can relate to, in terms of feelings and soon to come inner affection. They ignored the others and the surrounding and eventually see only themselves. Its a selfish relationship and was meant to be.

As the closeness became more apparent, they felt the need to co-exist in each other lives, so they took on the words of matrimonial vows; brief in words and weighted in beliefs. The couple now bethrothed were now as one, and the seams of the relationships gives way to show the hidden fabric of their life hidden or kept away before this day. For these couple, they need to embrace these new fabrics which is now untwinged from the seams. But sometimes, the fabric unfolded may not be all silky or well printed, but may had some snags and loose threads. But the couple now is in the realm of love now, and love can do wonders. It can heal the mind to see the best of anything, and so did the couple.

Soon the fabric of the individual life of each has expanded to its individual edges, and the mending of more weaker edges need to be stitched. And everyone who held the needle will know; it does prick at times when we do stitching. The pain it brings is best not to hidden from the other, for the comfort of the other is the best medicine for those prickly pains. But soon to be the fabric of the individual now joined by the edges through our stitching to become one all encompassing the couple as one, as it was meant to be when we become as one.

When it does, any new tears in the fabric represent a tear in the couple. To mend the tear, they must think like a couple, as that was what they wanted to be when they first got to know each other. If they hold onto that thought of love which they always had, no tear cannot be stitched at all. This new fabric is like love, just as the couple holds each other in close embrace snuggled within, the love they have will never allow any tear in that fabric. 

How is that ?

God made that fabric to be our love; forever binded to us at all times, and even we are apart in distance, the fabric of love will expand to hold us together. And no more prickly feeling of pains when we are in love.

My fabric is with Amy, we threw our needles away a long time ago, as we had no need of it.

Did you throw yours too?