Monday, 5 March 2012

Why Women Cry..

Sometime ago, i read a post online and I loved it. It was my first time reading any post from that site, but it made me yearn for more. So, I decided to share it with ya'll. Who knows, it might help someone like it did the lil boy in this context. Feel free to share this article either by copying, emailing, or jst sharing the link to this blog.

A little boy asked his mother,  “Why are you crying?”

“Because I need to”  she said.

“I don’t understand,” he  said.

His Mom just hugged him and said,  “And you never will.”

Later the little boy asked his father,  “Why does mother seem to cry for no reason?”

“All women cry for no reason,”  his dad answered carelessly.

The little boy, still wondering why women cry, finally asked the old wise shaikh (scholar).  “He surely knows the answer”, he thought. “Ya Shaikh! Why do women cry so  easily?”

The Shaikh answered:

“When Allah made the woman she had to be made so special. He made her shoulders strong enough to carry the weight of the world, yet gentle enough to give comfort. He gave her an inner strength to endure childbirth and the rejection that comes from her children. He gave her a hardness that allows her to keep going when everyone else gives up, and take care of her family through sickness and fatigue without complaining. He gave her the sensitivity to love her children under any and all circumstances, even when her child hurts her very badly. He gave her strength to carry her husband through his faults, and fashioned her from his rib to protect his heart. He gave her wisdom to know that a good husband never hurts his wife, but sometimes tests her strengths and her resolve to stand beside him unfalteringly. And lastly, He gave her a tear.

This is hers and only hers exclusively to use  whenever she needs it. She needs no reason, no explanation, its hers.”

“You see my son, the beauty of a  woman is not in the clothes she wears, the beauty of her face, or the way she combs her hair.  The beauty of a woman must be seen in her eyes, because that is the doorway to her heart – the place where love resides.”

The little boy got the answer and never asked the question again.

Courtesy; Editor. January 11th, 2012

So, I've decided to cry @ every oppurtunity afterall, it's mine to use as I please.

LadyAries, always proud to be a woman!

Con amor

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