lOvE biRds...

Two lonely cranes sail through the crimson light, In silhuoette And landed, More graceful than a ballerina's grace. He nudged her head affectionately, She kissed him. He slowly caresses her arm, She began exploring the gentle curve of his neck... trailing kisses... here... and there... He whispered a sweet melody into her ear, She bubbled with joyous laughter. Two bodies entwine before the glowing sunset. Driven by passions they began to call each other's name. Faster and faster, Sweating with rapid, heavy breathing, Both trying to match the desires for each other. And then a whirring object slice through the blood red sky. Silence. Dead silence. Seems like eternity. He fell to the ground with a heartbreaking thud. Looked into her dark lovely eyes now swimming in tears, So beautiful... With the last of his effort He gave her a sweet caw: I love you my love, You were the reason of my very existence. Until death do us apart. Fly my love, fly into the heavenly sky. One day, we shall meet again. And this time, not even death can do us apart. He smiled serenely, Fighting to keep his increasingly heavy eyelids open. And then a wail... Deep... Long... And scorching... As if something was dying of a heart wound. The sun is sinking in the horizon, Silently weeping as her life-giving arms retreats. She turned to the sky, And flew as her lover commanded. Oh my brave one... Flew higher And higher And higher And higher Her graceful arms never a moment faltering. Oh how peaceful it is up here... The stars are slowly twinkling away from their daylight shyness. And she swooped down. Flew lower And lower And lower And lower Suddenly into the rock beside her beloved. She gave him a sweet caw: Do not leave yet, my love I am coming too. She kissed him. The hunter slowly emerged from the forest, Bow in one hand and a rope in another. He kneel down in front of the lovers. Looks up into the bittersweet sky, and see Just as the sun's final rays descends into complete darkness. Just as the two lovers hurry to catch the chariot into perpetual happiness. He shook his head sadly As he tied both cranes. Tonight, his family won't starve

True Love Never Has An Ending

August 8, 2002- the day that he asked me to be his girlfriend. I remember it all so clearly as if it was just yesterday. I was only fifteen at the time and was about to enter the tenth grade at Hazzard High School. David was my first true love and hopefully my only. We met back in the third grade at a pie eating competition at the local community center. I had taken home the second place medal whereas him, the first. Our relationship progressed from childhood playmates, to high school lovers. Everyone considered us to be the high school sweeties. David was an amazing person. He was one of the smartest, brightest students at Hazzard High. He had a well rounded persona which made him all that easier to love. His smile was full of happiness and could light up anyone’s day better than the sun could. He was a strong type of guy who always gave his heart and mind to anything he set out to accomplish. David had a charming face and an outstanding body. His dark green eyes matched his perfectly chestnut brown hair. He was every girl’s dream man. To this day, I haven’t a single clue why he chose me in the first place. I had fairly light brown hair with emerald green eyes. Being a rather petite girl, I wasn’t sure how I came to look tall but it’s probably due to my fully developed complexions. Throughout my high school life, I had dorky glasses making me not legible for being a popular girl if you know what I mean. David and I have always had a strong connection. We knew each other’s feelings before it was said. He knew me inside out and I told him even more than I told my girlfriends. He was very easy to trust and he never broke that. I admit it. When I was younger, I dad have many fantasies about David and I being together. I dreamed that one day, I would become his princess and he would be my prince. Oh and of course, we would live happily ever after. David was a very deep person. Everything he said had more meaning than you could ever imagine. I remember his first gift for me. It was a silver box. It wasn’t just an ordinary box though. He told me that whenever he wasn’t there, and I needed someone to talk to, I could just open the box, say everything that’s on my mind into it, close it, and he would be able to hear it. It was my most precious gift. David always had a whole crowd of girls surrounding him wherever he went. He attracted them faster than he could get rid of them. I know his heart was mine and I was in no fear of losing that. That was, until the year of 2003. That was the year that my life turned from being the best, to upside down. I had never experienced pain like I did that year. August 8, 2003. It was a bright sunny day. I remember every little detail as if it was tattooed into my brain. That day I had worn my white shorts and blue tank top and walked to the park where David asked me to meet him. It was almost seven o’clock by ten but not even a bit cold outside. Every time I saw him, my heart skipped a beat. There he was, in jeans no matter how hot or cold the weather. He was just standing there, yet I knew something was wrong. The expression on his face scared me. When I reached him, he gave me a quick and urgent kiss. Then he said the four words I never hoped to hear. “We need to talk.” He said with a serious face. My heart raced like crazy and I started to shake. I was scared; terrified of what he would tell me. “OK…” I said with a shaky voice. He took my hand and led me to the grass. We sat down and he looked me straight in the eye. I couldn’t dare to look back-- afraid of what I would see so I merely looked down to the grass. “Fiona,” he said, “I have something to tell you. You might be upset with me but let me finish what I have to say before you come to conclusions. Last week, at a friend’s party, I met this girl. Her name is Ann.” He took a deep breath and all I could do was cry, silently. “After the party, I got to know her more and I’m in love with her. I know this is all so unfair to you but hey, sometimes, things happen that I can’t control.” I finally gathered the strength to look into his eyes. I put on a fake smile and asked him, “Are you happy with her?” What a stupid question I thought but that was all my brain could come up with. “Yes I am,” he replied, “It’s not that being with you doesn’t make me happy or anything but when I’m with Ann, it’s like a whole different world. Do you know what I mean?” “Yes I do…” I said with a heavy heart. “I understand.” On the outside, I was happy, smiling even. But on the inside, I was hurting. When he had said those four words, it felt as if he took my heart and ripped it to pieces in front of my face. With each word, the pain felt like a thousand knives stabbing at the remnants of my heart. “Promise me something okay? Promise me that you’ll completely forget about me, okay?” “Fiona... I can’t...” “Please? It would make me happy and it’s my final wish...” “Okay then... I promise you. You’ll always be my best friend. Good bye.” He gave me one brief kiss on the check and walked away… I sat on the grass, my heart heavy, my eyes swollen with tears. The world as I had known it has ceased to exist. I will never again know what it is like to laugh with my childish abandon because my childhood is behind me. Pain and sorrow will be my constant companions how that the love of my life is gone. I raised my eyes to watch him walk away forever into the crimson sunset. I don’t know how long I sat there. It could have been hours, or maybe just minutes. I wasn’t in a hurry to get home. I knew no one would be looking for me there. I couldn’t think. The next few months were a blur. I had dropped out of school, abandoned my friends, stopped eating, and ceased all communication to anyone. Day after day I sat there, filled with pain. It was unbearable the pain. I cried myself to sleep each night, thinking about David and what used to be. I thought about all the kisses, hugs, laughter, and happiness that we shared. I continuously wonder what I did wrong to make this wonderful love slip away. ----------------- January----------------- -----------------February----------------- -----------------March----------------- -----------------April----------------- -----------------May----------------- Before I knew it, summer 2004 had arrived. It’s been a year since he left me yet I still haven’t gotten over it. David and Ann were doing great. They were practically married now—unofficially I hope. I could tell that David was truly happy with her and he loved her deeply. The way that she made him happy, it drove me crazy. Sometimes I wished that he would be unhappy. I wish that he would become fed up with her and come to me instead. I was selfish and wanted everything that she has now; what should have been mine. I would occasionally bump into David and Ann from time to time. Every time, they were mislead by the way I seemed on the outside. No one knew me anymore. I had completely changed. I didn’t mind what people thought about me or how they looked down on me. No one could possible understand how I was feeling. People told me that if I prayed everything would be okay. I’ve said the words. Yet nothing has happened. The world is a field of never ending pain. The pain was a constant thing stabbing at my back, creeping to me one way or another. Almost every night, unconsciously, I would take out my silver box. I never opened it though. I was afraid of what would happen to me if I was introduced to his words once again. I clutched it close to my heart, or where it used to be, and just cried. If you collected my tears this past year, it would be enough to flood all of North America. I was I was exaggerating, but sadly, I’m not. I don’t understand how I can still have rears to cry. Sometimes at night, I feel David sitting beside me... but that only made it all the worse. The worse way to miss someone is when you’re right beside them, wanting to reach out and touch them, but you know you can’t have them. . . . April 15, 2008. The day that I decided to die. I just couldn’t take it any longer. My life had no meaning now that David was gone. I saw no reason to continue living. No one would care nor notice if I died... oh well... I’ve decided that August 8, 2008 would be the right date. Time crept by slowly, the hands of time hauntingly counting down the days of my life. Tick tock, tick tock. The months passed. May. June. July. Just one more month of pain, I thought. Then, it would all be over. I could finally be in a pain-free environment. What a happy thought that is, knowing that I can finally smile. I would miss him. I knew I would. But at least I know that I could watch him from above and smile at his successes and happiness in life. July passed with the usual pain and tears. I knew I was running out of time. But I couldn’t bring myself to tell David. I could not be so selfish and ruin his happy life with Ann. I see him everyday yet not once did he see me. I’ve memorized his schedules and followed him around just so I could see him more often. Why did I do that…? All that brought me was more pain and sorrow. But why? Why did I have to be so dumb? I guess it’s because I still haven’t let go of the love we used to have. I still love him more than anything in the world. No matter how he treated me. I know that somewhere, deep down, he loves me too… August 1, 2008. I could feel it. My time on earth was coming to an end. Today I watched with tears as David and Ann walked hand-in-hand to church. I should really be happy for him because he found the true love of his life. But somehow, after all these years, I couldn’t bring myself to smile for you. No one, but me, knew how I truly felt. I hated Ann for stealing him away. I hated what he did to me. I hated the fact that he chose her instead of me. I was angry. Very angry. But what would that do? It didn’t affect him at all… August 7, 2008. Tomorrow I would finally die. The date of my death had to be August 8. Just six years ago, on the very same day, David had asked me to be his. And it was just five years ago when he broke my heart. Everything happened on August 8th and so would my death. Earlier today, I consumed a large quantity of pills. I slowly waited for my life to end. I sat on the bed that evening, finishing this story. I suddenly felt really tired and I knew I only had hours left. I sat for a while, memories running in and out of my head. I thought about the happy year that I spent with David and the smiles on our faces. Our first kiss…hug… -everything. Automatically, I take out my silver box one last day. One by one, I recited every word of all his letters with tears in my eyes. I clutched them tightly to my heart, hoping the he’ll remember me even after today. His words filled my head until I could think of nothing else. I cried long that night, and I knew there was one last thing I had to do. Impulsively, I reached for my phone and dialled his number. He picked up on the first ring. “Hello?” his loud voice boomed. “I need to see you…” I said in the tiniest voice and hung up. I wasn’t sure if he’d make it in time. 11:30 PM read the clock. Only 21 minutes before my time was up. I heard a loud bang on my door followed by loud footsteps up to my room. As handsome as ever, David walked in. He rushed to my said and asked me what was wrong in a panicky voice. “Hey David. I can’t believe how long it’s been since we’ve last spoken to each other. Don’t worry. Nothing’s wrong,” I lied, “I have something to tell you but please stay calm. In 16 minutes, I am leaving, forever. I just needed to see you once last time before it was too late. That’s the reason why I called you here.” I touched his face. It was wet with tears. Somehow, he understood what I was talking about. “NO!” he yelled. “YOU’RE NOT LEAVING TO ANYWHERE. YOU CAN’T LEAVE ME HERE. REMEMBER WHAT YOU PROMISED ME?” I put on a faint smile and took his hand in mine. “Just like how you promised me forever and always?” I chuckled. “Anyways, after I leave, I want you to read this story and this letter and you’ll understand everything.” I said pointing to the diary. “Thank you for coming to see me one last time before I leave. I was so scared I would die alone. Ever since we broke up 5 years ago, no one has ever told me they loved me. No one said I was important. No one cared about me. But that’s okay... When I lost you, life lost all its meaning. I’m not loved, not cared for, and not important to anyone. I took so much effort to keep my heart going. I can’t do it any longer. I’m so sorry that I have to break my promise.” Tears of pain came rolling out of my eyes. “Don’t cry David. I want you to be happy with me for the last moments of my life. Oh how good it feels to finally smile and be happy.” I flashed him a weak smile. Although in tears, I felt happier than ever. “Fiona, I love you…” I heard the pain in his voice as he choked the words out. “Haha, I know you don’t mean it. You’re just saying that to make me feel better about my life. Even so, I want to thank you because that meant a lot to me. Now I can die knowing that my last wish came true. I can go now with a smile on my face because I know that at least one person on this earth loves me. Thank you.” I knew I only had 20 seconds left. I took my last and final breath and one last tear came out. “I love you David. Good-bye.” My eyes shut, never to be opened again. And just like that, I left, with David by my side. “I love you too… I truly do…” he whispered but it was already too late. I had already left earth. “NO!!!” he screamed, unable to accept everything that just happened. . . . I just lay there, beside the body of Fiona for a while, crying to myself. I read her story. Her letter went like this: Dear David, You are probably the last person I will talk to before I’ve decided to kill myself since like meant nothing more. I’m very sorry for breaking my promises. There’s a lot that happened to me that you don’t know about. I didn’t want to ruin your perfect life with Ann. Ever since that day at the park, 5 years ago, my life had turned into a living hell. As you told me that you wanted to leave me, I was in so much pain. There are no words to explain the way I was feeling. It was pain like no other. Every breath I took hurt because I knew you would never be mine. I left everything happy about my life and isolated myself from everyone else. I was in a deep depression. I had no one to talk to. No one to share my feelings with. So that was how I lived the past 5 years-- without a heart. I had only one reason to keep my heart beating: I still loved you. But it hurts too much. I can’t do it any longer... There wasn’t one day that I lived without sadness. I would seriously give anything and everything to feel loved like I did, 6 years ago, just for a day. I would give anything in the world to be the Ann in your life. I would lay in my bed every night, crying to myself. I would often fantasize about what our future together could have been-- how happy we should have been. Nothing killed me more than seeing you with Ann. But if you think that you belong with her, then promise me you won’t let anyone hurt you. When you walked away that day, it was the hardest thing I ever had to do but all I wanted was to set your heart free. When you left that day, you took my heart with you, and a huge part of me died. There’s so much pain in my chest, blacking out, heart attack. Life is hard; death is easier. I’ve always wondered what afterlife would be like. I guess I can find out soon. I hope you live a long and happy life before joining me. I guess I’ve finally learned to forgive you for what you did and I learned to live with the fact that you didn’t choose me. I don’t blame you for anything. If you’re wondering why I kept everything that was inside that silver box, I can tell you. I kept it all because every time I saw it, every time I read it, I feel a little bit happier. I kept it because it was the only part of you that was still mine. It was the only thing I had left of you. It reminded me that true love does exist in this world. David, I just want to let you know that I don’t mind dying here and right now. I’ve lived life to the best of my ability. I have none but one regret: letting you go... So I had to pretend that I wasn’t going to miss you; and had to pretend that this is what I wanted to do. Haha, funny thing is though, if it weren’t for me, you wouldn’t have this happy ending... oh well... I just have to take what live gave me. I’m so sorry David for making you read this... you shouldn’t have to suffer with me. I was so scared that I’d die alone...with no one to share this with... David, thank-you for showing me what true love means. And as long as you’re happy, I’ll be okay. Can you please take this silver box and treasure it for me and to finish my story. Thank-you! My time is almost up so I might as well finish this letter. As for my will, I would like to have my heart separated from the rest of my body and cremated separately. I would like the ashes of my heart to go to you and the rest disposed of nicely. That way you’ll know that my broken, fragile heart never stopped and never will stop loving you. Take care of my heart David... From the bottom of my heart, I wish you and Ann a happy, tear-free life! Remember to keep on smiling! Love, Ann P.S. I love you David. I always have and I always will. It killed me to see how much pain I had brought her yet I had never realized it. What an idiot, I thought to myself. How could I have left her like that? I cried and wished that we hadn’t left. I wish that I didn’t leave her. She never broke her promise. She never stopped loving me. But what have I done? I broke her heart. I smashed her whole world into a billion pieces. Then I saw her silver box. It touched me so much to see how she never gave up loving me. I wish I had done the same for her too. I knew she was still there. I could still sense her presence. I knew that no matter where she was physically, she will always live forever in my heart—where she belongs. I knew that as long as I live, there would NOT be a day where I don’t regret leaving her. I’ve made a decision to leave Ann. Fiona never stopped loving me and I won’t stop loving her. I love her more than anything in this world. People say you only fall in love, really in love, once in a life time. So once you’ve found true love, NEVER let go. P.S. There is no ending to this story. Fairytales are all wrong when they say “And they lived happily ever after’. True love never has an ending...

Let Me Love You

Once upon a time, there was once a guy who was very much in love with this girl. This romantic guy folded 1,000 pieces of paper cranes as a gift to his girl. Although, at that time he was just a small executive in his company, his future doesn't seemed too bright, they were very happy together. Until one day, his girl told him she was going to Paris and will never come back. She also told him that she cannot visualize any future for the both of them, so let's go their own ways there and then... heartbroken, the guy agreed. When he regained his confidence, he worked hard day and night, slogging his body and mind just to make something out of himself. Finally with all these hard work and with the help of friends, this guy had set up his own company... "You never fail until you stop trying." he always told himself. "I must make it in life!" One rainy day, while this guy was driving, he saw an elderly couple sharing an umbrella in the rain walking to some destination. Even with the umbrella, they were still drenched. It didn't take him long to realize those were his ex-girlfriend's parents. With a heart in getting back at them, he drove slowly beside the couple, wanting them to spot him in his luxury sedan. He wanted them to know that he wasn't the same anymore. He had his own company, car, condo, etc. He had made it in life! Before the guy can realize, the couple was walking towards a cemetery, and he got out of his car and followed them...and he saw his ex-girlfriend, a photograph of her smiling sweetly as ever at him from her tombstone... and he saw his precious paper cranes in a bottle placed beside her tomb. Her parents saw him. He walked over and asked them why this had happened. They explained, she did not leave for France at all. She was stricken ill with cancer. In her heart, she had believed that he will make it someday, but she did not want her illness to be his obstacle ... therefore she had chosen to leave him. She had wanted her parents to put his paper cranes beside her, because, if the day comes when fate brings him to her again he can take some of those back with him. The guy just wept ...the worst way to miss someone is to be sitting right beside them but knowing you can't have them and will never see them again.

Fate Brought Us Together

One weekend I was home alone and I was feeling down because I just had a fight with my first son's father. When my best friend called me up and asked me if I wanted to go out with her to a dance club. Not really wanting to go, I accepted the invitation anyway and told her the only way we would go is if we take the initiative at the dance club and take the men out to dance. Well to my surprise we go to the dance club and as we are walking to the back of the dance club, I spotted a tall handsome man dancing. I just knew it in my heart that he was the one for me. My best friend at the time notices that I was eyeing him, she goes in front of his friend and starts dancing with him so the guy that I had my eye on turns around and we started to dance. When we were finished dancing we talked for awhile and exchanged numbers. That same night he called me and we spoke to each other until dawn. There was only one catch to this man. He lived in Virginia and I lived in NY. After speaking with him some more on the phone, he met me at my house before he left to Virginia and as we spent the day together, I started falling in love with him. He decided to stay in NY and spend a whole week with me. We fell in love and I moved to Virginia. Now we are happily married for 4 years and have one child together and raising my first son together. Fate brought us together !!!

A Beautiful Rose That Has Withered Away

She was sitting there. in the front row of the classroom.. She was the hyperactive chatty gal that I would love to loathe... At first sight, there was simply nothing extraordinary about her. I was annoyed at her seemingly uncontrollable mischievous personality. But then again, I looked beyond that and recognized her warm and mature personality... And that her large brown eyes enthralled me....Captivating me with her sweet and jovial smile... I fell in love with her........ There was only one thing I can... and must... do... I gotta let her know how I feel.. I did, and that's the start of a wonderful, forever lasting love... or at least that's what I thought. Those were the happiest times of my life. I would call her numerous times a day..... Life for me was heavenly. I had always dreamt of loving my other significant half to the max, even when I was a young child. This was a dream come true for me. She was almost the perfect girl I had dreamt about before. She loved me as much as I love her (I still do...). I would embrace her tightly to feel her warmth and kiss softly on her forehead. I long to be with her forever. Words alone could not describe the blissful times I had with her. Her distinctive voice would just banish my blues away. We never squabbled before. Life is truly a heaven to experience such a true love. For me, true love is always 0.1% lust, 0.9% attraction and 99.0% appreciation. I had always appreciated her and so did she. Those times went on for 2 years. But then, the inevitable happened. She became aloof, unresponsive and her cheerful disposition had diminished. "What happened to her"? I asked myself...Gradually, she lessen her phone calls to me. I tried coaxing her to talk to me but to no avail. Then, after weeks of coaxing, she finally told me that she had changed (she didn't know why, it just came all of a sudden). She told me that our characters do not match and sad to say that we should not continue the relationship. She implied that I'm a person who does not care much about the world around me (which is quite true as I don't trust friends and I'm quite a loner) She also said that there are small little things that also add up to her unhappiness. I was devastated... I didn't know that she felt that way all this time... Well, I knew about my weaknesses but I thought that she accepted them. I cried and pleaded her to stay on with me but to no avail as it was only the most sensible thing for a matured person (such as herself) to do. She said that its better for us to separate rather than go deeper into an unhappy relationship than is doomed to failure (which is, sad to say, true). I am still in a deep depressed state. Its been 4 months since she broke up with me... How I hope to be with her again. Its actually not her fault. She was doing the only sensible thing (to break up before we go any deeper). Sometimes, I feel like life's fragile..... A beautiful thing like love can be ended abruptly Feels like a precious thing had been taken away from me... Just like a beautiful rose that withered away....

Bodyguard(2011) Sallu bhai's Movie Review

Power, but no Punch
Bodyguard
Director: Siddique
Starring: Salman Khan n Bebo
Rating:   





There are three movies struggling to emerge from Salman Khan'sPopeye-like biceps. A cheeky, live-my-life movie where a bodyguard who travels by local train gets to share space with a princess who lives in a palace in the fictional Jaisinghpur. A sexy, physical romance where Khan's pectorals are in conversation with Kareena Kapoor's aesthetically curved belly, bared in a sari that stays up through sheer will power. And a social drama which pits a feudal sarkar-raj mindset with a modern urge to choose love.

Unfortunately all three sub plots are crushed under the mighty weight of the Khan star machine. It is relentless. Khan invents dance steps which will no doubt be immediately cloned in wedding parties across India, flexing his biceps and twisting his calves. He finds everyday elements to beat his opponents, from tree trunks to shovels, and doesn't think twice about using the latter as a back-scratching device. He also makes jokes in rhyme (I'm not a fool/You think I'm in nursery school?). When a local train is going in the wrong direction, he simply flies through the air using cables to get to his destination.

Anyone who has watched Khan's recent movies will recognise the signs -- a killer dialogue which will be remembered till the next blockbuster is manufactured, a signature ring tone, and a pre-fight ritual-in this case, it is taking off his watch. The familiarity is somewhat comforting. The fort where the climactic action scene is staged, with Aditya Pancholi as a worthy opponent, has appeared in Wanted. The shirt flying off and revealing Khan's taut torso is achieved with a jet of water and not wind as in Dabbangg, though the effect is the same. And Khan, as bodyguard Lovely Singh, is as enterprising with his fights asReady's Prem.

The viewer is not enthralled but bhaijaan has done the best that his comic strip straitjacket could allow him. It helps that Kareena Kapoor doesn't break into giggles when he plays the tentative lover.