Update on Book of Love Publishing

Hi all, I've decide to self-publish my 'Book of Love' after giving a long thought about it. It would not be a huge publication though, just a small amount.

Updates
1) Rearranging my chapters and going to print out for proof-reading.
2) Sourcing for printing companies for quotes.
3) There will be a 'Hidden' Chapter for the book, this is solely found in the book only and not online. (Ok.. marketing gimmick not!) Just want to ensure if people really fork out money must get something different.

Saturday, October 20, 2007

Book of Love 爱神の书



Chapter 33 - Final Chapter 最终回



Our journey of seeking love starts the very moment we felt the tingling feeling in our hearts. The happiness and sorrows that we felt across every chapter of love.

We fell, we cried and we learned. For love is something that has no beginning and no end. We may start love each day and the love may end by night.

We will meet many people throughout our life. Some of those whom we think we love them more than our previous relationships, some of those who loved us more than theirs.

Are there those whom we’ll love the most?
Are there those whom will love us the most?

What is the most?
Is there a measurement anywhere in the world that can measure love?

I doubt so.
There’s no one that I loved the most.
Each relationship is different from one another and we can’t really compare about more or less.

What matter most is that I love her each and everyday and cared for her. I let her literally beat me and let her behaved at her most wildly side in front of me. I’ll her do whatever she wants and hopefully can do whatever she likes. I’ll change whatever she dislikes, my habits, my behavior, my work schedule and sometimes myself.

I try to make her happy everyday despite whatever problems that stirred within me.

Is all this love?
That makes me go through all these?

I don’t know.

I only know that it hurts me real bad when I see her cry and my heart is contented when I see her cheerfully smiling at me.

Maybe there are no such things as ‘I loved you more than my ex girlfriend’.

There are only the undying three words that we tell each day. Those three simple words of simple truth and vast meaning.

‘I Love You’

Anything else doesn’t matter, does it?



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Mark’s eyes stared at the book as he flips.

“Chapter 16 - The person that loved you the most.”

Sometimes the greatest pain that one could suffer in love is one that is kept within her without the possibility of blossom.

You know each other yet never really understand how each felt. Her liking for you started on the first day that she met you. That feeling increase as time goes by as there were more interactions.

It’s strange that no matter how hard she tried, she just couldn’t bring herself to let you know the truth. All the loneliness passed her each night as she cuddled herself to bed with her tears-wet pillow.

Her emotions were transferred into her work as she strived to reach for higher peak. Though she is considered a successful woman to some, her heart was never content.

Maybe it was her lack of love.
Maybe it was her lack of courage to let you know how much she had loved you.

If there was ever a game played by the heavens, this would certainly be one no one would have expected.

The game of hide & seek that the gods had hide her so well away from you since the very beginning, to this day as both of you met eye to eye.

You would have never guessed or never realized that this person was the girl you’ve met in the beginning when you first experience love in you life.

So cherish her; romance is seeking truth in never-ending evolution.
Through this person may bring you the feeling of Cheery, Happiness, Rejoice, Imaginative, Shyness, Terrific, Invaluable, Nostalgia and Enjoyment in your life.

This is Love, something which you’ll never know or understand.”


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Mark woke up by the sound of the alarm; he didn’t realize that he had fallen asleep. The book was still in his hands. He then got up and kept the book beneath his pillow before heading for the showers.

The morning crowd gathered upon the oncoming train. Mark wasn’t his usual self as he stood by the corner. Jade won’t be around tilled two weeks later due to a summit she had to attend in Hong Kong.

Questions flashes through the windows of the moving train.

“What was the last chapter talking about? Who is this person?”

He simply had no answer to anything.

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Shaun arrived early in office today and was already guiding the two new comers when Mark arrived.

“Wow… morning… I’m the last to reach today… Breakfast on me then!”
Mark said to the group to reward their efforts.

After breakfast, Jervoise and Faith had to attend an orientation briefing for all new comers. Mark and Shaun walked back to the office.

“So… This Friday is your last day bro... Where do you want to go for dinner? I’ll treat...”

Shaun lighted a cigarette as they walked.

“It’s ok... Save the trouble…”

“Hey come on man… you deserve it..! Will get Mr. Lee along too and your Finance buddies!”
Mark tried to lift up the conversation.

“Oh… anything lah… You decide.”
Shaun puffed away.

“Great!”

“Oh... By the way, send my regards to Chris if you see her again.”

“HMmm… ok”

Both of them continued walking as the conversation ends.

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As the night became quieter, Mark would read through the last chapter over and over again.

Mark literally gave up and flipped on.

“The Book of Love is a book which relates all the love experiences you have gain in your life. Although this book knows everything about you, it does not know who the person that should be sharing your life. Only from the bottom of your heart lies the truth.”

Mark was half-hearted with the content as he placed the book beneath his pillow once more. There was nothing he could do except figuring out who was the person in the last chapter.

If there was someone who really loved him as much as the book had said, he would surely want to know the person. How she met him, how she knew him and whether they are friends or school mate.

What makes him so special to her?

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A week had past them rather quick; Shaun was at the airport on Monday morning with his family and Sharon.


“Take care of yourself, big guy.”
Sharon hugged him.

A figure walked close to them.

“Hey man”

Shaun was rather surprise to see Mark.

“How did you know?”

Shaun looked at Sharon while she tries to hide the fact that she was the one who told Mark.

“Take care of yourself ok? You are a great bro, always be”
Mark extended his hand for a handshake.

“You too man!”
Shaun shook firmly.

“You got a pen?”
Shaun asked Mark.

“Yeah”
Mark handed to him.

Shaun then scribbled something on the paper and pass back to him.

“Go take a look when you are free”

“Ok…”
Mark took the paper and kept it in his pocket.

Shaun then hugged his family one more time as he walked towards the immigration departure hall.

“Thanks…”
Mark whispered to her as they waved to Shaun.

“They were never together.”
Sharon replied.

“What? Who?”
Sharon looked at him and sticks out her tongue.

“Don’t tell you…”

Mark just frowned back before he offered to send Sharon and Shaun’s family home from the airport.

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As he reached home, Mark took out the piece of paper which Shaun gave him.

‘www.catchchris.blogspot.com; pass - catchchris’

“Whose blog is this? Chris?”

The curiosity of his took over as he sat down by his laptop and key in the web address. There was a security check and Mark keyed in the password that was on his paper.

The website revealed a nice blog with pretty skin with an imprint of ‘Catch Chris if you can!’ theme with a picture of a young girl running.

Mark lowered the blog and soon saw the latest entry.

“Hi all,

Today is my last entry for this blog. I would like to thank all those people who’ve accompanied me through these wonderful years of my blog, my journal and my dairy.

I started this blog because of him and will end this blog of him too.

I’m starting a new life in a foreign country. Maybe I will meet someone better, maybe I won’t but all these may not necessary make me forget how great this person is.

To me, Love is the thing that hurts me the most. If I’ve never met him, I would have never fallen in love with him. If I’ve never fallen in love with him, I would never be hurt.

Guess everyone would experience it in their lifetime.

I’m trying very hard to fight the tears from coming out as I type this entry. Maybe it is the fact that he would never know about this place, maybe it is the fact that we might never see each other again.

I’ve lost, those tears came out again.

To all my friends, I love you all.

Mark... You’ll never know how much I’ll miss you…

I want to be caught for once… by you…

Christine…. ”


It had been a long time since Mark stared at the screen of his computer. The last time that made him did that was the tag from Psyche.

Mark just didn’t know what to react next as he scrolled to read all her entries right from the beginning.

All her entries, all her memories and all that she had ever wanted to say to Mark appeared right before his very eyes.

“It’s him!!…. I kept thinking about it for quite some time already. Today HR requested all of us had to bring a picture of our childhood for one of our annual D&D games.

I was shocked when I saw his photo. He was the boy whom I used to play with when I was young. I confirmed that when I asked him where he used to stay.

I guess he couldn’t remember me after he saw my photo.

Is this, what people call Fate?”

It took him close to five hours to finish reading and it was almost dawn when he finished.

“How can this be? Why I never realize that?”
Mark asked himself in agony as he thought back the times they shared.

“Where can I find her now?”

This was not the question… question is…”How can I find her now?”

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Mark was late the next day but he didn’t care less as he approached his boss.

“Mr. Lee… can spare me a moment?”

His boss was surprised by his action.

“Sure Mark... take a seat. What’s wrong?”

“When Christine resigned, did you ask her which company she going to?”

“She only told me that she is going to France and it’s a French Multi-national company I suppose.”

“Then you got any business network that can trace her? I need to know where she is”
Mark was getting impatient.

“Hmm… I don’t think so”
Mr. Lee reluctantly replied.

Mark walked out of his office and spent the rest of his day surfing the net for all the possible companies in France. He then sent out emails to all their human resource hoping that someone would reply him.

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Two months had past; all efforts of locating Christine had ended in vain. There was nothing Mark could do, even if he could.

“What would I say to her?”
Thoughts appeared on his face as he ate his dinner.

“Recently very stress with work?”
Jade asked.

“Yeah… kinda… Sorry”

“It’s ok, really.”

“So did Don look for you lately?”
Mark tried to divert the question away.

“He did, he tried to talk but I guess there was nothing that I can do now…”

“Why?”
Mark was surprised by her reply.

“Because I’m in love with another person…. ”
Jade lowered her head as Mark looked at her.

Their eyes locked as Jade lifted her head and their hearts exchanged.
The dime lights of the restaurant had hid their blushes.

Is this Love?

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The river was all quiet as Mark walked along Clark Quay. The Book of Love in his hands as he strolled on.

“What is Love?”

Mark sat down and flipped to the page…

“Memories are the closest thing to reality that a person can get as he rekindles the lost time. Sometimes things happen so quickly that we can’t react to the consequences, all the remains will only be memories buried deep inside.Memories are kept inside the heart and not the brain. What your brain remembers are logical lessons that you’ve learned each day, what your heart remembers are the emotional experience that you’ve gathered each day. The book of love governs one’s love experience and memories.

You can erase any part of your love experience. Simply tore the whole chapter out from the book. All the memories within this chapter will be gone for you and the opposite party. Two of you will live your life without even the least bit of impression.So if you can erase a love chapter of your life, which would it be? "

“Can this book really erase my memories?”
Mark pondered for a moment before he grabbed a few pages from the book and tore out.

“Thank you… for showing me what is love…”

The pages scattered through the cold air and fell onto the Singapore River.

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No matter how happy or sad we may feel. Time will not wait for us. The world will always turn, the clock will always tick, and this is the element of life…

“Mark, are you sure about this?”
Mr. Lee looked at the paper in his hands.

“Yes Sir, I’m very grateful for the opportunities that you’ve given me”
Mark replied.

“It’s a pity that I’ve lost three of my very best in the space of a year. Overseas market has greater opportunities; I believe you can do well there with your potential.”
Mr. Lee stood up and offer for a handshake.

“Thank you Sir…”
Mark shook his hands firmly.

“Anyone you can’t leave behind?”
Mr. Lee suddenly asked as they walked out from his office.

Mark just smile and shook his head…

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“Last Call for passengers boarding QX337 for Frankfurt, Please proceed to Boarding Gate 45”

“What are you looking at dear?”
A man asked his companion as they pushed the trolley along the departure hall.

“Oh… nothing just thought that he looked like a secondary school or primary school friend.”
His companion replied.

“Want to go over and say hi?”

“Nah, it’s ok, we have a plane to catch…”

Both of them then walked away from the group.

“Take care of yourself ok?”
Mark’s mother hugged him as she shed a few tears of reluctant.

“You are all grown up…”
His father then pats him on his head.

Mark then hugged both of them and walked towards the immigration departure hall.

The plane took off its wing from Singapore on a lonely Saturday night. The destination was something which no one would have predicted.

When we are lost, we’ll try to escape. We’ll run and hide and hope that everything will be better when we looked at it again.

What have we lost?
What have we gained?

What we have lost will be covered by those we’ve gain. We may have lost tears and heartache but we may gain experience and memories.

Love is a never-ending journey to which everyone will experience.
I cannot tell you what Love is, but you will know what is love when you’ve experience it.

This is Love….


The book of love is a book that records all the memories and experience in you life. Not many had seen it before as only those who’s destined enough will be able to experience it.

Where is the book now? I don't know....

If you ask me, everyone has a book of love inside their hearts.
It is only waiting for you to open it….


{ THE END }

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**Knock … knock**

The sound of door knocking rang along the streets.
It seems that no one would be answering till the door finally opened.


“Voulez jouer le crochet ?”
(“Want to play catch?”)

They smiled to each other.
So
Cherish Her; Romance Is Seeking Truth In Never-ending Evolution.
Through this person may bring you the feeling of
Cheery, Happiness, Rejoice, Imaginative, Shyness, Terrific, Invaluable, Nostalgia and Enjoyment in your life.


{ Another New Beginning }

10 comments:

Aswhy. said...

Heart-warming bits of your story made me smile. Poignant parts of em tugged my heartstrings. I love your story.

ruki said...

I love your story alot.. many times when reading it, I felt that I was a part of the story. Seems like I have learnt so much from this fiction itself.

Anonymous said...

Thanks for othe story.
I cried while I was reading it.
It made me think about my past.
There are just so many guys in my life, I wish I had the Book of Love too.
I know at my age, the thin line between infatuation and love is still blurred, but I really want to know who is my Mr. Right.
You write the best love stories!
Thank you!

Anonymous said...

Excellent story..
really left a smile on my face even at this unearthly hour.
Just had to finish the story before bed..
Really makes you think about love, even though I have never been a real relationship before.

Anonymous said...

Hi, just wanna say thanx for the story, I really enjoyed it. U write very well! =)

Esther said...

love your story ♥ u are a great writer
thank youuu!

Phin said...

Nice Story!
Seriously dunoe when's the last time I have finish a story. haha.

Anonymous said...

Thank you so much for your stories. It really touched me. Pls continue your good work.

Cosmo said...

Great story! Makes one think what love is really about..

Kaeley said...

Excellent and heart-warming story! Can't believe I just sat in front of my computer for few hours just to finish the 33 chapters.

I love that way that you make the story flows. Looking forward to more =)