A girl in love asked her boyfriend.

(G): Tell me… who do you love most in this world?
(B): You, of course!
(G): In your heart, what am I to you?
(B): The boy thought for a moment and looked intently in her eyes and said, “You are my rib.”

In the Bible, it was said that God saw that Adam was lonely, during his sleep; God took one of Adam’s rib and created Eve. Every man has been searching for his missing rib, only when you find the woman of your life; you’ll no longer feel the lingering ache in your heart.

After their wedding, the couple had a sweet and happy life for long while. However, the youthful couple, due to busy schedules of modern life, the never ending worries of daily problems, began to drift apart and their life became mundane.

All the challenges posed by the harsh realities of life began to gnaw away their dreams and love for each other. The couple began to have more quarrels and each quarrel became more heated.

One day, after the quarrel, the girl ran out of the house. At the opposite side of the road, she shouted, “You don’t love me!” The boy hated her childishness and out of impulse, retorted, “Maybe, it was a mistake for us to be together! You were never my missing rib!”

Suddenly, she turned quiet and stood there for a long while. He regretted what he said but words spoken are like thrown away water, you can never take it back. With tears, she went home to pack her things and was determined in breaking-up.

Before she left the house, “If I’m really not your missing rib, please let me go.” She continued, “It is less painful this way. let us go on our separate ways and search for our own partners.”

Five years have since gone by. He had never remarried but he had tried to find out about her life indirectly. She had left the country and back. She had married a foreigner and divorced. He felt anguished that she never waited for him.

On one dark and lonely night, he lit his cigarette and felt the lingering ache in his heart. He couldn’t bring himself to admit that he was missing her.

One day, they finally met. At the airport, a place where there were many
reunions and good-byes. He was going away on a business trip. She was
standing there alone, with just the security door separating them. She smiled at
him gently.

(B): How are you?
(G): I’m fine. How about you? Have you found your missing rib?
(B): No.
(G): I’ll be flying to New York in the next flight.
(B): I’ll be back in 2 weeks time. Give me a call when you are back. You know my number… nothing has changed.

With a smile, she turned around and waved goodbye. Goodbye, is it forever not meeting each other again? One week later, he heard of her death. She had perished in New York, in the event that shocked the world. Midnight. Once again, he lit his cigarette. And like before, he felt the lingering ache in his heart. He finally knew, she was his missing rib that he had carelessly broken.

“You yearn for what you fantasize than to realize who you should treasure.”