Love & Friendship

This title has nothing in common Love & Friendship by Jane Austen. Though the theme is the same. I watched the film and Sir James is very amusing. I Iaughed. Very unexpected ending indeed. 

Love is a commitment. Love is big. As for Greek, there is 5 types of love.

Friendship is built on trust. We might friend with them. It built for years.  We get a wrong concept when involved with different gender. And if a different gender friend, they will fall on love. As it for me, love is one and we cannot love equally with a lot of people. Friendship is you care even he is married already. I will not dive in furthermore because this cause strained with wife and jealousy and confusion. As female which rule with emotion, you cannot control with it and be wise. We have genuine feeling but sometimes misunderstood by others. And that we pray.

Talk like friend. Talk has feeling? What is this? There are sometimes we like to talk with male friend and sometimes female friend. Small talk is exhausting. We need serious talk. We talk what we like in common. We talk about our interest. Why waste the time talking unnecessary. Just remember to talk about lecturer and the pattern and the behaviour. We talk and we forgot time until we remind that is our time. Just remember we talk about tiring and still want to do the hiking. It is a relief really. We thanked for that. 

Care and sacrifice, we sometimes blindly understand it. Understand is a big word. Just remember, took take the parents and little brother who had high fever. It is tiring to do all things alone. Now I know. What it feel like a mother, a woman which lesser strength than a man be able to all things. Work in days and later at night, work as housewife. Do multiple things non stop. I just realised that. Wow, what a powerful human being. Did it to do all this things has to talk in doing it. Take your time. Think. Unwise? Lazy? Feelingless. I don’t know if is called love. You let all this things at one side. Didn’t it occurred in your mind? Maybe we are not exposed enough. Adventure feed our soul. 

Maybe we did not understand enough. If not understand, seek and ask. 

We are define by our action, not words. 

I always write when cannot sleep and in bleak phase with the music on, which is right Shadow On the Run by Black Rebel Motorcycle Club