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Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket So I grope in one direction and another, as best I can. In the end, I'm sure to get certain more important detials all wrong. But here you'll have to forgive me. My friend never explained anything. Perhaps he thought I was like himself. But I, unfortunately, cannot see a sheep through the sides of a crate. I may be a little like the grown-ups. I must have grown old.

And he confided further, "In those days, I didn't understand anything. I should have judged her according to her actions, not her words. She perfumed my planet and lit up my life. I should never have run away! I ought to have realised the tenderness underlying her silly pretensions. Flowers are so contradictory! But I was too young to know how to love her."

On the morning of his departure, he felt like crying.
"Goodbye" he said to the flower.
But she did not answer him.
"Goodbye," he repeated.
The flower coughed. But not because she had a cold.
"I've been silly," she told him at last. "I ask your forgiveness. Try to be happy."
He failed to understand this calm sweetness.
"Of course I love you," the flower told him. "It was my fault you never knew. It doesn't matter. But you were just as silly as I was. Try to be happy..."
Then she added. "Don't hang around like this; it's irritating. You made up your mind to leave. Now go"
For she didn't want him to see her crying. She was such a proud flower...

Antoine De Saint-Exupery
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many a times, i fail to realise how different people can. perhaps, i should be more explicit by saying that i fail to realise how different you can be. vice versa, how different i am from you. sadly, i hardly explain anything to anyone nowdays. so i shouldn't blame anyone if the difference causes a conflict.
flowers ARE contradictory. and so am i.
the little prince has never fail to leave me in awe. everytime i read it, i'll get a different feel, different inferences, and different intepretations. this time round, i feel it speaking to me so, that how different, full of irony this world can be, and how things are never meant to be explained. because if you get it, you'll get it. but if you don't, then you'll never get it.
sounds familiar to you?
but it doesn't matter as the flower said.
because you don't need to know anyway.