The Oscar Wilde Collection..
by konge on Fri 12 May 2006 06:22 PM MMT
'You have rightly chosen,' said God, 'for in my garden of Paradise this little bird shall sing for evermore, and in my city of gold the Happy Prince(Konge) shall praise me.'
The Happy Prince *** The Young King * The Birthday of the Infanta
The Fisherman and His Soul**The Nightingale and the Rose***
The Selfish Giant ***The Devoted Friend***The Remarkable RocketThe Star-Child
Saturday, September 09, 2006
konge
Konge Vs Konge
by konge on Fri 12 May 2006 06:32 PM MMT
Dear ,
There are no words to express how I feel about you. I constantly search for the words, and they all seem less than I truly feel. You are my life, my heart, and my soul. You are my best fried. You are my one true love. I still remember the day we first met. I knew that you were the one I was meant to be with forever.
As the years went by and we drifted apart, I still held onto the memory of you. I thought of you everyday, and dreamed of you each night. Just when I thought you had forgotten me, you would call and make all my dreams seem real. The sound of your voice on the line was the sweetest sound I would ever find. Then one day you gave me a call, and told me I might have a chance to rectify it all. My heart was beating hard within my chest. My hand was shaking and I could barely breathe. Then you came out to see me and I knew it was meant to be. Those were the sweetest days, of memories of the past. It went so quickly, I wanted it to last. The day you left, I wanted to die. You called me again, your voice on the line. I had to be near you, lying on your chest. I need to show you, that you were the best. So I made the decision to tell you how I feel. When you said you felt the same, I felt it was a dream. I packed up my stuff and altered my life. I never looked back, now you will make me your . I am on a cloud, living in a dream, and a few days from now, it will really feel real. I wrote this letter for you to keep, and when you need a reminder of how I feel. I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again, words cannot express how you make me feel. I make this promise to you my dear, to love you the way that you love me. I now look to the future and forget the past, your life is mine and we will make it last. I love you more today than I did yesterday, and I’ll love you more tomorrow than I do today.With all my heart I am forever yours.
Love Always and Forever,
Konge.
by konge on Fri 12 May 2006 06:32 PM MMT
Dear ,
There are no words to express how I feel about you. I constantly search for the words, and they all seem less than I truly feel. You are my life, my heart, and my soul. You are my best fried. You are my one true love. I still remember the day we first met. I knew that you were the one I was meant to be with forever.
As the years went by and we drifted apart, I still held onto the memory of you. I thought of you everyday, and dreamed of you each night. Just when I thought you had forgotten me, you would call and make all my dreams seem real. The sound of your voice on the line was the sweetest sound I would ever find. Then one day you gave me a call, and told me I might have a chance to rectify it all. My heart was beating hard within my chest. My hand was shaking and I could barely breathe. Then you came out to see me and I knew it was meant to be. Those were the sweetest days, of memories of the past. It went so quickly, I wanted it to last. The day you left, I wanted to die. You called me again, your voice on the line. I had to be near you, lying on your chest. I need to show you, that you were the best. So I made the decision to tell you how I feel. When you said you felt the same, I felt it was a dream. I packed up my stuff and altered my life. I never looked back, now you will make me your . I am on a cloud, living in a dream, and a few days from now, it will really feel real. I wrote this letter for you to keep, and when you need a reminder of how I feel. I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again, words cannot express how you make me feel. I make this promise to you my dear, to love you the way that you love me. I now look to the future and forget the past, your life is mine and we will make it last. I love you more today than I did yesterday, and I’ll love you more tomorrow than I do today.With all my heart I am forever yours.
Love Always and Forever,
Konge.
Saturday, September 02, 2006
Tuesday, July 11, 2006
You are not alone in this time.
My dear friend,
Saw Saw Htut..
I was very much saddened to learn of your bro' death.
My heart goes out to you at this time.
Please know that you are not alone in this sad hours.
I'll call your phone on you in a few days time.
Meanwhile keep your spirits up!
Keep on.^^^^^
Keep in good luck Dr Htut....forever.
Saw Saw Htut..
I was very much saddened to learn of your bro' death.
My heart goes out to you at this time.
Please know that you are not alone in this sad hours.
I'll call your phone on you in a few days time.
Meanwhile keep your spirits up!
Keep on.^^^^^
Keep in good luck Dr Htut....forever.
Monday, July 10, 2006
During Surgery
A List of Things You Don't Want to Hear During Surgery:
Oops!
Has anyone seen my watch? Come back with that! Bad Dog!Wait a minute, if this is his spleen, then what's that?Hand me that...uh...that uh.....thingyWhat do you mean he wasn't in for a sex change!Damn, there go the lights again...Everybody stand back! I lost my contact lens!Well folks, this will be an experiment for all of us.What do you mean, he's not insured?
Let's hurry, I don't want to miss "Bay Watch"What do you mean "You want a divorce"
!FIRE! FIRE!
Everyone get out!
Oops!
Has anyone seen my watch? Come back with that! Bad Dog!Wait a minute, if this is his spleen, then what's that?Hand me that...uh...that uh.....thingyWhat do you mean he wasn't in for a sex change!Damn, there go the lights again...Everybody stand back! I lost my contact lens!Well folks, this will be an experiment for all of us.What do you mean, he's not insured?
Let's hurry, I don't want to miss "Bay Watch"What do you mean "You want a divorce"
!FIRE! FIRE!
Everyone get out!
Sunday, July 09, 2006
Thursday, July 06, 2006
Wednesday, July 05, 2006
I Missed Me
I Missed Me .
Last night was the worst night of my life no doubt 'cause while I stayed at home someone else took you out I cried 'cause I love you with all of my might. And I missed me, how I missed me at your house last night
I missed holding hands, walking out on your lawn I missed the sweet kiss that was mine for so long Were you happy with new arms wrapped around you so tight Did you miss me, like I missed me at your house last night
Did the neighbors say they noticedanything strange, like a diff'rent carparked in your drive for a changeDid they watch as he kissed youbeneath the porch lightdid they miss me like I missed me at your house last night
Tuesday, July 04, 2006
I got this one from my old patient.
I got this one from my old patient.Thax Uncle Sam.Dear son...
The day that you see me old and I am already not, have patience and try to understand me …
If I get dirty when eating… if I can not dress… have patience. Remember the hours I spent teaching it to you.
If, when I speak to you, I repeat the same things thousand and one times… do not interrupt me… listen to me.
When you were small, I had to read to you thousand and one times the same story until you gets to sleep…
When I do not want to have a shower, neither shame me nor scold me…
Remember when I had to chase you with thousand excuses I invented, in order that you wanted to bath…
When you see my ignorance on new technologies… give me the necessary time and not look at me with your mocking smile…
I taught you how to do so many things… to eat well, to dress well… to confront life…
When at some moment I lose the memory or the thread of our conversation… let me have the necessary time to remember… and if I cannot do it, do not become nervous… as the most important thing is not my conversation but surely to be with you and to have you listening to me…
If ever I do not want to eat, do not force me. I know well when I need to and when not.
When my tired legs do not allow me walk...
Give me your hand… the same way I did when you gave your first steps.
And when someday I say to you that I do not want to live any more… that I want to die… do not get angry… some day you will understand…
Try to understand that my age is not lived but survived.
Some day you will discover that, despite my mistakes, I always wanted the best thing for you and that I tried to prepare the way for you..
You must not feel sad, angry or impotent for seeing me near you. You must be next to me, try to understand me and to help me as I did it when you started living.
Help me to walk… help me to end my way with love and patience. I will pay you by a smile and by the immense love I have had always for you.
I love you son…
Your father
Monday, July 03, 2006
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