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If Marriage Is Not For Me

This was meant to come out yesterday but I did not make it. Too many things to do =P

First of all, Salam 1435Hijrah to all my Muslim brothers and sisters! Happy holiday to all Malaysians. Hope y'all make full use of this one day break in the middle of the week.

As for me, I am planning to go to a friend's wedding reception which is not that far from here..I guess? Gonna hit the gym later in the evening (today is biceps and triceps day!) and follow up with clients. Do some reading. I can live my life like this for 3 years and you will not hear me complaining about it. It has become a habit. A habit I thought I had thrown out and would never able to commit after a year of indiscipline, stuffing junk foods into my body and no exercise.

Anyway, this morning I came across this story shared by Half Our Deen on facebook. It's a good one really, about marriage. And it further confirms this, sort of, theory I have that love is not a word. It is a verb. It is an act of continuous, non-stop giving, expecting nothing in return from the person you love.

To all who are reading this article—married, almost married, single, or even the sworn bachelor or bachelorette—I want you to know that marriage isn’t for you. No true relationship of love is for you. Love is about the person you love.
And, paradoxically, the more you truly love that person, the more love you receive. And not just from your significant other, but from their friends and their family and thousands of others you never would have met had your love remained self-centered.
Truly, love and marriage isn’t for you. It’s for others. - Seth Adam Smith

The true act of love for us humans should be the act of giving. Afterall, to live is to give. The more you give, the more you become aware of this worldly life that none of the things we think we have actually does not belong to us. So, why must I be afraid to give to my family, friends, friends, or even other strangers?

Macam Adib B cakap, paling teruk dalam hidup ni, mati je.


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