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Vietnam Rose


If love is the answer, could you rephrase the question?
-- Lily Tomlin

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I like this quote. I read it in one blog, and I thought it fits with the picture I took of a flower in a school last summer.

I don't really know the real name of this flower, but I remember that we used to call it Vietnam Rose when we were in elementary. It really is lovely right? We call it rose, but I don't know if it's a real rose. It does not bloom from a shrub unlike the roses, it's a vine, actually. and you would really love seeing it grow on the ground.

You can plant it from a stem, it grows real fast. We used to put like a rose in the hair, and pretend we're Rosalindas, the flower-selling beauty which was Thalia, in a Mexican soap opera.

Do you believe in love?

Some say love is nothing but a fiction, a hope and trust that you cling to for security reasons, a solution for the social need to have someone.

At some points it is right. But it's just like saying that friendship is nothing but a social responsibility, and faith is a blind, illogical explanation of something unexplainable. If love is to be treated that way, and so are friendship and faith, then life is nothing but a dry existence, no purpose, no essence, not living at all. I don't want to see life that way. So I believe in love. It makes you appreciate the colors of a rainbow, instead of assessing the rainbow just as a bended light, a refraction, and nothing more.

Faith, trust, and a little pixie dust. Just like Tinkerbell's pixie dust, love can make you fly, as long as you believe in it.