Every afternoon when the man in the bed by the window could sit up, he would pass the time by describing to his roommate all the things he could see outside the window. The man in the other bed began to live for those one-hour periods where his world would be broadened and enlivened by all the activity and color of the world outside.

The window overlooked a park with a lovely lake. Ducks and swans played on the water while children sailed their model boats. Young lovers walked arm in arm amidst flowers of every color and a fine view of the city skyline could be seen in the distance. As the man by the window described all this in exquisite detail, the man on the other side of the room would close his eyes and imagine the picturesque scene.

One warm afternoon the man by the window described a parade passing by. Although the other man couldn't hear the band - he could see it. In his mind's eye as the gentleman by the window portrayed it with descriptive words.

Days and weeks passed. One morning, the day nurse arrived to bring water for their baths only to find the lifeless body of the man by the window, who had died peacefully in his sleep. She was saddened and called the hospital attendants to take the body away.

As soon as it seemed appropriate, the other man asked if he could be moved next to the window. The nurse was happy to make the switch, and after making sure he was comfortable, she left him alone.

Slowly, painfully, he propped himself up on one elbow to take his first look at the real world outside. He strained to slowly turn to look out the window beside the bed. It faced a blank wall. The man asked the nurse what could have compelled his deceased roommate who had described such wonderful things outside this window. The nurse responded that the man was blind and could not even see the wall. She said, "Perhaps he just wanted to encourage you."

Come here and sit on my sofas
enjoy all thing here, to you i offer
see and gaze at my sky that's vast
it shows my friendship for you i hope forever lasts

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven...
not wooden stool, floor board or basement...
not bad, not ugly, not lonely, not empty ones
come here and you just see the heaven

Come here and don't say only" Sofa"
sofas are always here and you are the owner
i dedicate to you ,no matter the number of floor
come here and you will know sofa always yours

My sofas are designed not to catch your cry
they only want and hold your beautiful smile
come here and lift your gentle feet
special sofa for you, that's i always promise.

A long time ago, before the world was created and humans could set foot on it, virtues and vices floated around, not quiet knowing what to do. One day, all of them were gathered together, and feeling more bored than ever.

Suddenly, Ingenious came up with an idea: “Let’s play hide and seek!” Everyone liked the idea and immediately, Madness shouted: “ I want to count, I want to count!”

Since nobody was crazy enough to want to seek Madness, all the others agreed. Madness leaned against a tree and started counting, “ One, two, three…”

As Madness counted, the vices and virtues ran off to look for places in which to hide.

Tenderness hung itself on the horn of the moon, while Treason hid in a pile of garbage.

Fondness curled up between the clouds and Passion went to the centre of the earth.

Lie said that it would hide under a stone, but hid at the bottom of the lake instead, whilst Avarice entered a sack that he ended up breaking.

Madness continued to shout out: “… 79,80,81…” By then, all the vices and virtues were all hidden, except for love. Fickle as Love is, he could not decide where to hide. And this should not surprise us, because we all know how difficult it is to hide Love.

Madness counted, “…95, 96,97…” Just when he got to 100, Love jumped into a rose bush. Madness turned around and shouted: “I’m coming, I’m coming!”

Laziness was the first to be found, because he did not have the energy to hide. Then Madness spotted Tenderness in the horn of the moon, Lie at the bottom of the lake and Passion at the centre of the earth.

One by one, Madness found them all, except for Love. He was getting desperate. Envious of Love, Envy whispered to Madness, “ He is in the rose bush.”

Madness grabbed a wooden pitch fork and stabbed wildly at the bush. He jabbed and stabbed until a heartbreaking cry made him stop.

Love appeared from the bush, with both hands covering his face. Blood oozed from his eyes and trickled down his fingers. Madness had stabbed out Love’s eyes with his pitch fork.

“What I’ve done? What I’ve done?” Madness screamed. “ I have blinded you! How can I repair the damage?”

Love answered: “you cannot repair my eyes. But if you really want to do something for me, you can be my guide.”

And so it came about that from that day on, Love is blind and is always accompanied by Madness.

A boy liked some girls and said love to one of them. This girl was very happy. Everything seemed to be too colorful, too rosy to her. They both were dreaming of future to be tgether. Seemed that it would be, it should be, right? but something bad happened. The girl got an accident and lost connection with this boy. They just knew about each other after then some months. Seemed everything would go on like before. But there were some changes. One of them is from girl. After accident, she got less strong and more weak, about health and mind, she wondered could she make him happy? She was too weak to think about that but she was so scared to lose him. She sometimes wanted to end this story but she simply understood she couldn't be the first who did it. She still dreamt of future with him, whom she loved so much. But she realized he didn't treat her like before. Seemed something broken here, a hidden one that she just felt by her sensitive heart. And finally her fear went to real. She was so shocked, so upset, so sad, so sorrow, so painful, so hurting, so angry, so despair. The pain of the shock numbed her. All this happened when she had to leave her family to treat her sickness in a strange country. Her dad took her with him, but he was too busy to care for her often. She had to learn how to live alone , do everything by herself with wounded legs and with pain in her heart that was so cruel to her so that sometimes she wanted to die not to feel it. Many times, these pain writhed her and stole her sleep. She didn't want to believe in truth that in front of her that seemed to laugh and sneer at her. She wondered thoudsand times what was wrong of her so that she couldn't be given a clear reason or explaination....and how should she do to get love back? the pain wrecked her body, seeped out her heart and destroyed her soul. But her mind, no more than everyone but proud enough not to give up. She thought she never had this boy, may be he never loved her, so how could she let him go? it's laughable. So, she has chosen to stand up tall and proud, and smile regardless how everything treats her. She has learnt from the lowest of her life, no love, no health, no study. She has to rise from this. And now, she has done.

Because she is a big fan of life. She loves living so well and meaningfully, as a real human, a good girl, a good daughter, a good friend. She loves to make everyone happy, she loves to see smile shine on everyone face that gives her smile back. She loves to touch everyone by her heart and happy to see them will be happier for that. She thanks everyone have come into her life and have given her footprint and she has been more and more mature everyday. She loves to see the beautiful morning everyday that promises a happy day for her and everyone . She loves imagining proudly and reach the stars that brighten her hopes and dreams , she wants to leave her own footprint in this world , not too special, but with kindness, goodness, caring and loving sentiments. She loves drawing her life with all colors, even the black, because she knows she still can find the light even in darkest thing. She loves doing that. It's like her life now, it can be trampled, be mistreated, be depressed sometimes but it can't lose itself.

So, she has still been here, with her pride and belief. She doesn't feel alone because lots of her good friends here. Everyday, her strength has risen in her mind with health in her body. Doctors said that her recovery is like a miracle that some months ago, nobody could make sure about that. She has smiled and known that she should be happy, must be happy and have to be happy from now on. Nobody can change that, nobody can steal that. This love just like a passing season in her life. Now, spring will come and stay alway in her soul and heart...and she known, there is eternity.

These day i have seen on TV and read news about disaster in your country. The number of victim has grown everyday, every hour and aftermatch from this so cruel. What's a terrible things that i don't want to happen to any country and to anybody. It can't be expressed how much loss, how much sadness, how much destruction,how much fear and pain. We live in different countries but we all are human. Loss and pain, always are loss and pain, everywhere. I believe the best help for this is support and helpful hands of whole comunity. And i can see what the chinese army is doing is really a great work, i hope they will prove that the experts were wrong, and there are a lot of miracles. As a human , i have been touched by it deeply.

I   pray for every people who are dead , may your soul be calm and rest at peace...you will be in our heart forever.

I pray for every people who are suffering aftermatch, may you be safe and get better with trength and bravity to face reality and not to suffer pain any more.

I pray for miracles that happens more and more with finding survivors under rubbles.

I pray for something that will help your country with new starts.

I pray for such bad thing won't happen to anyone, in anywhere in the world.

May be i can't help anything...but let me be with you with my understanding heart and heartfelt prayers, as a HuMAn, as a Friend of Yours.

what if...life just had smile and not tears...it would be very tasteless...if i just saw the smiles, i just would think that all people are very friendly and fondly each other...i wouldn't know that sometimes pain hurts them so much that they haven't force enough to cry, they will smile...and sometimes, they cry for happiness...and sometimes they just pretend...

what if...life just had hectic things but not calm moments...i would never grow up...cause i would be swept by such things and i hadn't moments to think...how to look back and look forward my way ahead...

what if...i just enjoyed life with my friends, i would never know how much fearful feeling of loneliness is...and there are time i would make that feeling for my friends, although i didn't want that...i am very glad that sometimes, i touch it...

what if...life just had   success and not failure...i would never know that sometime, failure is more important than success, more treasured than success...if i got just success, i would never get exepriences to make that result better... and most importance thing is that failure brings me strength and determination than temporary success...life brings me much, sometimes i felt it's not enough...but now i am learning how to love and treasure what i had , have and will have...

i will thank people who bring me sadness , who make me understand about lonely feeling, who leave me when i am in troubles and tears, when i have to fight to survive, exist and be alive...they make me more mature and grow up, make me believe more in myself, and now i can live my life by myself , not by depending on others...

and more than all that, i am very grateful and thankful to people who always treat me by kindness and goodness, who always who always believe me, support and encourage me , who give me more strength, power, belief for i can stand up steadily in this life that's full of challenges...thank you , thank you all for that...

i have my own life, as every people have their one

i am going on my way, as every people are going on their one

i have my own dreams, my ambitions, as every people have their ones

who understand me?

who are at my side?

who still remember that i ever appeared in they lives? glided or left an impressive ?

i am wandering in this life with my determined way...

For lonely people: love is butterfly...the more you want to catch, the more it leaves you far...but if you let it fly far, it will return to you in time you don't expect yet.

love brings much joy but sadness also, love is just wonderful when you give it for person who derseves it...take time to make a right decision.

For unlonely people: love doesn't make you perfect but helps you find a person who will make you become the best   person you can.

For unsincere people: never say "i love you" if you really don't care...never say about the feeling if you haven't it there...never elbow into a someone's life if just for bringing sadness...never look into someone's eyes if all you do is fake...so ruthless if you make someone love you but you just play with it.

For married people: love is not when you say" your fault", but " i am sorry"...not " where are you? ", but " i am here"...not " what can you do?" but " i understand"...not " i want you to be..." but " thanks for you are..."... measure of harmomy is not counted by living years together, but how you both live for each other.

For people who lose love: the more you are hurtful, the more you want it to illtreat and trample you...it's your challenges...importance is that not surviving after pain, but it's what you learned from it.

For innocent people: you always ask yourself " how to love and be loved?"...passionate in love , consistent but not persistent, caring but not deceitful, thoughtful but not askful, can be sad but not despair...

For possessive people: very painful to see person you love happy with other but it will be more painful to see person you love unhappy with you.

For people who don't dare to say love: love makes you sad when you make other sad...but extremely sad if person you love donesn't know how you think of him/her.

For people who want to turn love back: an unfortune thing in your life is you meet someone and love him/her but finally you realize it's meaningless and you wasted your time for an unworthy person...if he/she doesn't derseve now , it means they will be such person after 1 or 10 years...leave them and go on your way...

For all my dear friends: my wish is you have a true love, sincere, strong, deep, mature, and never change and be changed no matter time is passing by...

i wish i were a cloud, soft and tender, sometimes falls a sorrowful drops...i wish i were a wild flower in front of cold that opens on top of mountain...fragile but free to play with wind...dream follow dream...i don't want to wake up...

give me a right tune to open all my sadnesses...don't make my heart more painful...see, wind is blowing over ocean...i don't want to be catched by big waves...i don't want to shed tear by melancholic moon, dim and wan...i don't want to recollect pieces of sad memories falling...just wish there will be someone that can find so many springs on peaceful mountain top...bring me a face passing depressed days for delightful smiles like pearls...

look forward...still streets in front of my eyes...big trees are standing with pride , always straight and raising head...birds are singing with pure and fresh...no ripple of sorrow...nature is open-minded, open-hearted...let my heart refuse sadness to catch sweet wind, to catch bright sun, to catch glistening rain...let my eyes sing and my hair glide...let tender spring and vitality wake up and thrill...

i will be wind in a sunless day, call peace to return on shoulders, soft and genlte...i will be sun in a green day, call love to make eyes deep and intense... i am me, just will be me, fragile and puzzled...but always look forward the sun...little girl...with a sky of longing, waiting and hoping...

pink...most beautiful and wonderful for life...how? soft, romantic, dreamy, warm, loving...a world is filled with love , there is just goodness and and kindness, there the bad can't exist...beautiful, too beautiful...people that think their life is pink must be very happy...but, such a life can exist? a world that is filled just by love??

green...someone told me that said green is color of jealous, it shows bad inside people...but i feel it's very peaceful...is it very gentle and light, isn't it? is it ver easy when you are covered by calm green of leaves and grass, isn't it?
to me, life of green is very still, tender, and fresh...
but it can make sure that leaves and grass are always peaceful and not stirred with rhymth of hectic life?

blue...colof of sky, colof of sea...blue is very wonderful...beautiful, clear, and noble like its name...
a life is soft like a water, free like clouds, pure like sky...but sometime, why i feel it is so melancholy?

yellow...merry, exciting...colof of sun...always cheerful, bright ...always gleeful...why it is always impartial, always lively ...? no break...but such a color...there will be a time you feel tired...

violet...color of loyalty...forever love for someone...that makes people admire...but anyone can make sure this can be exist in this world that is changing very very fastly? beside that, you can be sure this love won't make partners hurtful and painful?

brown...color of land, of wood...it's simple but familiar and warm...but sometimes, seems it's too plain?

red...color of hot and flame...blaze and indulge...it shows charm and power...seems it's very perfect...but it's a color of blood also...

orange...splendid, glorious and young...a perfect marriage with red and yellow, a perfect color for optimist...but everything can be optimistic always?

black...darkness, mystery, sin...sadness, loneliness...but you still can find light in even darkest things...

white...i love white, a color of purity, only unique one can mix every color fully and completely...white of life may be involves an other meaning...no worriment, no pondering...live is life, live just for living...a life passes by itself calmly...but such a life must be very empty...
so, i love white color in connect and blend with all colors...
my life is white in origin...sometimes it is pressed by other colorful papers...but it is always taken away and everything is ok as usual...it return to itself, pure white...
someones has given me pink
someones has given me blue
someones has given me orange...
.....
other colors come into my life but sometimes they don't mix but stand independently...depending on time, mood, they appear and paint my life bold or light...i remember pink and black most, may be pink expresses happiest moments in my life...when i was falling in love, my mind, my soul, my heart filled and swallowing in bright light of this kind of feeling...black shows darkest days when i thoughts i drowned in pain and despair, heart full of disappointment...but as i said, you still can find light in even darkest things...so i am still here, smile and turn my life back to its original color...

too many colors and finally life will be back to white...

where has a clear tune to unwind all sorrows in me? sweet season had passed away...there were ablaze sun on lips when i bathed in light of love and rain in eyes when i were drowned in cruel reality... when i realized i am not strong and brave enough to trust and spread my heart once again...all these are a melody that is in wrong tune, that i can't hear because it's not for me...

we are strangers at where we were waiting for each other...every afternoon, i am sitting to look there...sun is there, leaves are falling there,and you are there...are you looking at me?

there are evenings i look at thousands cold stars in the sky, wish to see moon light to be nearer to you...in the same space...i was thinking of our tomorrow, we would go together on every road, go through sun, rain, wind, high mountains, big waves...for us when we pass all challenges to see our love on our shoulders, full and complete...

where and who shall send me a sweet dream?in which flowers are opening at top of high mountain, wind's arm is long enough to append a gorgeous wings for me to fly , higher and further...to touch my dreams...

where shall i go ? who shall warm me? i was wishing a warm hand to hold my hand,sweet in winter cold...i was dreaming, dreaming and dreaming...but my belief and truth have been broken in pieces of my heart that were dropping behind us...i gave up...and you didn't see off on me, even though a short message...

i was happy having you, but now i know it's only an illusion...truth became lies...everything dissapeared like a dream...i will keep it in my heart although it makes me writhe in pain every night...today i will smile , a smile that never fades away, although every sweet memories leave me, i will keep smiling...i don't give up on life, i just give up all things i can't get...although love is lost, there is future that is on my way ahead...

at other side of road...there are my tears...tired, depressed, disapointed....for me, for you...it's sleepless night of pain in body and heart...because i feel i am not strong enough to pass all these sadness...they are ones that i can't cry to lighten...there , they are waiting for me to come, pass and keep in my heart...

at other side of road...there is a mirror...a mirror that i can look at and see myself...to find passing
things and get strength to meet my challenges...for me to know how am i strong and brave to pass the long road alone to find myself...

at other side of road...there is a person...gentle and warm, sincere and sweet, hold my hand and we go along this road together...may be it will be longer, but it will be spacious enough for both of us, right? who is holding an umbrella for me on hard rainy road..who is strong and truthful enough to wipe and dry my tears, in fear and loneliness...may be it's you...i was hoping that, was dreaming that..at the end of road, you are waiting for me...or may be other...when passing all the road, we will realize we are born not for each other...

at other side of road...there is my smile, your smile...happy days...they are days that i haven't to
think what i want to think...only joy...only love and warmth fill my heart...there i know those moments that are wait for me to come and hold for myself...

at other side of road...there are always hopes and belief...there are will be rainbow and radiant
suinshine to sweep winter darkness and cold away...no matter how dark the winter seems, spring will come with a burst of sunshine and new life...

at other side of road...there is my life, our life...there is past we was spending, present we are holding and future we are looking forward...it's easy to be negative about past mistakes and unhappiness...but it's much more healing to look at ourselves and our past in the light of experience, acceptance, and growth...we went through exactly the experiences we need to, to become who we are today. ..each step of the road, we progress...