Out of the frying pan and into the fire.

Well, well, well... its been 2 days since he left. It still hasn't really kicked in. I know he's gone but I guess I'm so used to him being at camp and only coming back during the weekends that I don't really miss him. But for those who don't already know, my youngest brother, Raj, left for Brisbane on Sunday. He's off to University of Queensland to study. He's be there for 4yrs studying law. Well, Raveen is in America studying, Raj is now in Australia studying and both my parents work. Well, I go to work too and I also go to University but I still am home alone a lot. I miss not having my brothers around. Its funny, when they were around i found them irritating and i didn't really want to talk to them, but when they are gone, I start missing them. Raveen has been away in the US for close to 14 months now. I have no idea when I will see him next. Raj just left and won't be back till the end of the year. Its going to be a lonely and quiet year ahead in my house. Anyway, till I see them again, I hope they take care of themselves and study hard.

What is Love...

Love Defined

What is love, but an emotion,
So strong and so pure,
That nurtured and shared with another
All tests it will endure?

What is love, but a force
To bring the mighty low,
With the strength to shame the mountains
And halt time’s ceaseless flow?

What is love, but a triumph,
A glorious goal attained,
The union of two souls, two hearts
A bond the angels have ordained?

What is love, but a champion,
To cast the tyrant from his throne,
And raise the flag of truth and peace,
And fear of death o’erthrow?

What is love, but a beacon,
To guide the wayward heart,
A blazing light upon the shoals
That dash cherished dreams apart?

And what is love, but forever,
Eternal and sincere,
A flame that through wax and wane
Will outlive life’s brief years?

So I’ll tell it on the mountaintops,
In all places high and low,
That love for you is my reason to be,
And will never break or bow.

- Matt Dubois –

Love is in the air

Everybody knows what day today is. Its Valentine's Day. A day when the price for roses goes up 10 times, regular dinners are double what it was yesterday, special couple promotions everywhere and of course today is all about love.
I am no word-smith nor am i any good at writing poems. So instead of attempting to write something and totally spoiling your appetites, here is something for everyone...

Love Is ...

Love is the greatest feeling,
Love is like a play,
Love is what I feel for you,
Each and every day,
Love is like a smile,
Love is like a song,
Love is a great emotion,
That keeps us going strong,
I love you with my heart,
My body and my soul,
I love the way I keep loving,
Like a love I can't control,
So remember when your eyes meet mine,
I love you with all my heart,
And I have poured my entire soul into you,
Right from the very start.

- Meghan –

Words from a broken man.

What does one do when he realizes that he has nothing left to look forward too? How could I have been so stupid? There she was, right in front of me and I did not seize the chance. I had her in my arms and I took her for granted. I thought that I could take my time in changing. Was it my pride? Was it ignorance? Just like the children's tale of how the boy cried wolf. I've cried wolf twice now. Both times she came, because she trusted me. I have betrayed that trust. My heart feels like lead. Thrown from the boat, I sink into the depths of the abyss. I don't believe that I am an evil man. I don't even think I am a bad man. Misguided, maybe. Irresponsible towards others feelings, maybe. To proud to admit my mistakes and seek help, yes. But I'm not a bad man. I don't intentionally do things to hurt others. Sometimes my actions hurt those closest to me. Believe me when I say, I never wanted it to be that way. Many times, I do things or say things without thinking how it might affect others. I do and say things at the spur of the moment. Reckless and stupid I may be, but I'm not an evil person. I never meant to hurt anyone. My life now hangs by a very thin thread. I cannot blame anyone but myself. It is my doing. My irresponsible actions that has lead me down this path. I know the word 'sorry' has no meaning to you. But some how it is the only thing I know how to say. Before you came along, I could never say the word sorry. My pride was too big. 'Real men' don't apologize. Or so I thought. But now, its the only word I can say. I don't want end up like the little boy in the story. I don't want to meet the real wolf and when i cry for help, there is no one there. For right now, the only words from a broken man is, SORRY.