But....life is about whom you love and who you hurt. It is about how you fill yourself. It's about standing up for your friends and replacing inner hate with love. It's about trust, happiness and companionship. Life is about avoiding jealously....overcoming ignorance and building confidence. Its about what you say and what you mean. Its about what you do for your nativity. Its about seeing people for what they are and not what they have. Most of all it's about choosing to use your life to touch someone else's in a way that could never have achieved fun otherwise. These choices are what ''LIFE'' is about.

Then I looked out for you

But you were not there.

I went to college for you, I classed for you

And then searched for you

But you were not there.

I was depressed; I went to the lake for you.

And then I sang for you

But you were not there.

I cried for you, I asked for you

And I waited for you

But still you were not there.

The last thing I did was dying for you

And, I waited at my funeral for you

But still you were not there.

From deep inside the earth, came a thought of you

I had done nothing to find you

And you started coming there.

I knew where hidden were you

I hadn't looked there for you

Inside my own self were you

And I had done nothing to explore you

Now I can do nothing to have you

Sorry my own self, sorry my conscience

Now I knew you were there

Right inside me when I thought

You were there.

Lonely as ever,

Waithing for happiness to strike

- My soul

Dry as deserts,

Longing for the water of life

To have mercy.

In my world

The trees are white

The earth black

Humans red and sky in flames.

It would change?

Gods to Gods unaware

My moon is burning

For that was mine

Never shared or either betrayed

As pure as always been

Unable to protect it

For its far away

Out of my reach

Only to be felt, never to be
touched

I know nothing will change

I have to live with truth.

Accept it until is too late.

Life may have been

Born in deserts

And shall die there too or

You wish the forgoing arms

Of ice bergs

To ring the bell?

Your life is summer or

It is autumn

One is burning and

The other, chilling.

Not other way round.

Find your life

I them both

You ll see,

Its pretty too,

Enjoy it ...

Before its too late

And

Gets dark for you to

Reach home.

''Nobody should teach us how to express love''
''Someone'' while
reiterating his opposition to 'V' day celebration, ''nobody should teach us how
not to express love'' could will be the response of the young & young at
heart who like to do their own things on Valentines day. According to me there
is nothing wrong if sections of Indian youth express their mutual love through
greeting cards or at parties. Infact youth may well argue that printing of lakhs greetings
cards could even generate jobs. Someone said that v' day is alien to Indian
culture, counter argument could well be that chanting of Hare Rama Hare Krishna
by English & American youth subscribing to ''ISKCON'' is alien to western culture.
Both are motivated by love, whether of physical or spiritual kind. Someone once
prescribed,'' who can give law to lovers? Love is greater law onto himself''.
In '' The Communication'' John Donne said, ''for God sake, hold your tounge,
let me love''. Thomas hardy said, '' When shall the softer, saner politics,
whom of we dream, have play in each proud land''

We are gifted with the power of words, with which we can
express ourselves, our feelings, joys and sorrows to others. But words are not
only the source of our knowledge about others and their personality. If we care
for and love someone, words may not be necessary. A kindness, a noble deed,
speaks volume of our love. I still remember the days when I was in school. I
hadn't made any special friends. Suddenly I fell ill and couldn't go to school
for some days. I just sat at my bed room window and felt lonely. Yet many a
times I wanted someone to talk to. I was feeling bored one afternoon, when
someone knocked at my door. There stood a girl, my classmate. She handed me a
lovely rosebud with a note attached to it,'' GET WELL SOON''. Tears welled up
in my eyes. I was so happy I become aware that someone cared for me and missed
me. From that day onwards she has been my best friend. So you see it she hadn't
come up to me and told me that she really loved me, how could I have know?
Frankly one is quite ignorant or confuse about the thoughts in another person's
mind. If you really cares for someone, do tell then you may give them hope and
much encouragement to live in this world of strangers. Don't just hide yourself
behind the mystery caricature of selfishness & ego.

Tell them that you care!

How will they know unless you tell them?