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Forever will be our destination. I will wait for you, On the other side of the river Of memories, of life and yet not of regrets. I will remember our time together As the golden springs long past; A silence that became music which turned still once more, A passionate embrace frozen in time. Then, we will meet again on the other side of the river, And we will resume our dance once more, now and forever. ©asamvav111

No, It doesn't. It is just a dumb stereotyping. Nothing more to add.

Congratulations to the winners.

I wish. but, not plausible.

My condolences!

He sleeps beneath the blossoming bows of jasmine in this breezy summer night. The call of the flowers fills the hearts of lonely travelers afar. Flowing from vale to vale, its fragrance beckon to the weary legs, Like the sirens who had once enticed the returning Greeks. And as they arrive what do they behold! A solitary bed, Nestled under the Jasmine and Elder grooves, Requiem for a love long lost. Angels sigh in the wind As sweet petals descend upon the grave of my beloved. The silver of the moon cradle my sweet in blissful repose. ©asamvav111

I believe me, W_L, Celethiel, we are all destined for something better. And we should not feel down that we are alone.

hmm... I just wish if I could have a date...

See things do get better! Hugs Unc!

Big bear hug! I will pray for you. Believe me this day too will pass. Things gonna be fine.

Not passing judgement until you post it.

You don't know how much I agree with you Rob. When I started reading GA, I was a lurker like a lot of others. And Nephylim draw me in finally making me register. Then, I found Comicfan, Comicality, Cia. And Man I was in heaven. Can you get literary hyperglycemia? I did. And read so many more as time passed. My 2012's greatest discovery was Sidlove and SeanHalford. If I was a bard I would have roamed the land singing their praise. Both of them are novice writers, innocent in the world of authorship and glamour, and yet create masterpieces like elderly maestros. They just know how to tug at your heart strings and play them well. Duncan Rider was another cutie who God knows why has disappeared from GA. And reading each and every one of them, I kept feeling so so many emotions, it is hard to describe them in words. The three Cs and Nephy, they are all consummate writers, as is KC and Renne. But, to see such wonders as Sean and Sid and Duncan at work, it is truly a spectacle to behold. And between you and me, I do get a tiny pinch of jealousy every now and then, thinking why can't I write like them. But, literaturewise GA has so much more to deliver. And the reading list keeps on piling. I am kinda very busy at the moment with my life, so my reading is on hold. But, Michael and Stellar and Cassie are next in-line. I wish Viv and Lugh will write again soon. Not getting enough of Dolores Esteban too. Let's see what surprises 2013 holds for us readers. Hugs and Chocolates.

I can add nothing new. Just take care of your friend and yourself. And report this Basterd, even if anonymously. If a sexual offender is not punished in the first time, he will repeat this act again. May be not now, not even in the next twenty years, but he will. Rilbur, Graeme, Yettie have all pointed out important factors. Keep those in mind. FYI in the UK a mere touch to the vulva by penis constitutes rape and the establishment can also be charged as accomplishes since they did not intervene even after seeing the act via CCTV. Your lawyer will explain more. It will be difficult to prove rape physically as more time passes by, for obvious reasons. So, if she intends to bring it up in court, she will need to get the physical examination ASAP. Lastly, the whole situation is taking a toll on her mind as well as yours, as Rilbur and Yettie both most eloquently put out. Don't ignore your own trauma. Get help. I am very disappointed learning about her family, but hardly surprised. The attitude regarding woman and their safety seem to be very same all over the world. If your friend intends to take it to court, remind her it is going to be a dirty affair and the opposition lawyer will not be merciful. It will be like getting raped again. I know, harsh words, but that's the truth. I will just repeat an old med school dictum and I ask you to keep it in mind, "Rape is an offense easy to make, hard to prove and harder to disprove." I personally want that scoundrel to suffer through the rest of his life. May God be with you. And may that abomination gets pay back soon. I am here for both of you. Drop me a line if you need to talk.

I agree with Cia and Poddy wholeheartedly. Yes, it takes a tremendous courage to do something like that. And moreover it sends a message and that's what is most important. I don't know a single human being who has not been nervous, edgy before a great performance or a recital or public speaking. And from my personal experience coming out even to the friendliest of people, needs guts and this kid did it on a public platform in front of parents, peers, teachers, authority figures. Hats off to him. I could never have done that at his age in his position. What I am not getting is how can you say stuff like that, Tim and Methodistwriter85. I mean we are all LGBT here and at one point or the other, we all had to face the discrimination, the ridicule, the ostracization of being not "normal"! How can a person after going through all that pushes the same shit to another? IDK. Ashi and Chase have both touched a very touchy subject. Yes! It has officially become fashionable to come out as LGBT for a sizable population of teens. And that is worrying. This is bad news for those who did not choose to be gay, 'cause this will give the bigots a big point to talk about, how homosexuality is a choice! And being Gay but not attractive (read socially accepted runway material) can be quite a pain. If you are gay, you have to be the hottest guys alive, the most talented and cute. Like God has a special pool of brain and brawns for us! What's wrong with being the average joe and gay at the same time? If this type of prejudice keeps coming from our own community, we don't need others to put us down. I am disappointed to see this in GA!

Doctors hate Lyme Disease. Extremely unpredictable and there isn't much to do.

Happy Birthday! God bless! May the coming year be filled with love, happiness and prosperity! Hugs and Chocolates!

Reviewing is an extremely sensitive issue. If you do it, you are overly critical; if you don't do it, then you don't care for the writer. Whatever you say can and will be held against you. At times, some overzealous fan will start bashing your head with a biblical hammer of slurs. I mean if I am going to be just sweet and patronizing then what is the point of reviewing. I tend to be quite passionate when I write a review and here it is more of a feedback than a review, 'cause as far as I remember I did learn to write a proper literary criticism and it is hard work. You will need to discuss from grammar to style to content to structure to balance. And lastly you will have to compare the piece under scrutiny with the previous works of the same author and other contemporary writers as well. In short, it is a lot of work and best done with a finished product, rather than a story under construction. I am yet to see such a detailed review here. A few reviews I have found contains some semblance of a proper piece. I personally support the five star system, since it is a more logical, easy to administer and a bird's eye view assessment system. But, as you pointed out clearly, the positioning is wrong. And the 'like' system is a failure as far as reviewing is concerned, even with the number restriction which I guess is there to restrain mindless bestowal. I tend to use up my likes faster than I can spell the word. Besides, there is no way of tracing the source of a "like". As an active user, I demand a more detailed and specific reviewing system as well as a simple feedback/discussion platform rather than running to the forum everytime.

Glad to hear you're having fun! Obama's inaugural address indeed brings a lot of good news. Hugs and Chocolates!

Colours of Love Paint the whole city blue and red, In Colours they come and in Colours they fade. My Colourman comes in a haunting snow, Pristine white when everything glow. He comes silently by my broken window, Softly sauntering like a sad old shadow. Glimpses by my broken window pane And lo what he sees, the old me again. Stuck in my bed in perpetual illness, Waiting in line for my turn with patience, Bereft of all but skin and bones, Sadist as always I am a sight to behold. Yet unlike most that come by my death-bed, I’ve failed so far to scare him to dread. He waits unerringly through the frozen night, And flees just as swiftly as the sun comes in sight. Yet he never utters a single word, Yet his eyes ever speak nothing but love. He colours the leaves and the petals and the pool, He colours distant meadows sheltered and cool, He colours my soul just as he colours the nature, As if I, too am an important creature. But, I know in spring when he’ll come by my window, The bed will be empty and I, one of those shadows. Then shall I be finally one with my love? Together we’ll colour the Heavens above. So here I ask you to do this small favour. Consider this as an affectionate endeavour. Please colour the city Blue and Red, So swiftly my lover finds my desolate bed. And we’ll bring colour to your life in dark shade, For in Colours they come and in Colours they fade! 18/01/2013 ©asamvav111

Hope things are cold now! People just like blaming others for their own "mischief". Ignore those! Hugs and Chocolates!

I feel weird about writing this post. And embarrassed as hell. I don't know how many of you have faced this in real life. So, it is quite a sensitive issue as well. A couple of nights before, I enjoyed this wonderful open air concert put together by the British Council and Bengal Foundation in a joint venture. It was a folk music fest, where musicians from both Bangladesh and UK performed traditional folk numbers from each their respective cultures. It was an exciting and sonorous jam up session. I totally loved it. Now, this was an open to all sort of program. So, people from diverging classes, social backgrounds and educational qualifications were there. Amongst that mixed crowd, there was a big rowdy congregation that kept throwing racial and other dirty slurs towards the visiting musicians and their kin. Nobody gave much notice. They were speaking in plain Bangla and most of the Caucasians present did not understand a word of it. At some point, a good number of the white folk came towards my end of the area and tried to join in with the general crowd and enjoy the show together. At this moment, these hooligans started saying the same stuff in a much more amicable way on their face and started making fun of their inability to understand the crude language. After a while, they took the cue from the body language of those bastards and went back to their part of the area. The foul slurs continued nonetheless. Most of these hooligans were uneducated manual workers from lower socioeconomic classes. And probably weren't there for the music. But, anyway a couple of educated people were also in that crowd. And then, there were people like us, educated middle and high class men, who understood both sides of the coin, the animosity and the public humiliation, yet, alas, refrained from taking any action against it. We could have stopped those idiots from besmirching our cultural name globally. But, none of us did. I know what most were thinking; "we shouldn't get involved", "these low-life good-for-nothings are a headache. They are everywhere", "see after 200 years of subjugation, you get paid in your own coins" and sorts. May be some really wanted to help, like a couple standing next to me, who tried to intervene and got harassed for it. But, mostly nobody did anything. I know, I should have done something myself, but, I was afraid that if things went out of hand they would hurt me. So, I kept mum. I regret it now. I want to tell you all, if you ever end up in a situation like that in Indian Subcontinent, please, don't take that as our universal policy. I apologize on behalf of these uncultured bigots who bring shame to our hospitality. And word of advice, if someone keeps attacking you zealously in his mother tongue here, he is most likely to be calling you God-awful names in that unintelligible language of his. Ignore these twats. They are mostly harmless bastards. In anyway, try to get away from these idiots as soon as possible lest they harm you. If someone really wants to talk to you, he will most likely speak English. And trust me when I say almost 100% of Subcontinent population understands and speaks English, haltingly may be, but, they do nonetheless. If they say they are not getting you, then mostly it's because of the accent not the language. And the shopkeepers act coy just to get more money out of the deal. My vegetable seller in the bazaar, from whom my mom mostly buys, has a B.Sc. in Chemistry, just saying.

Cancer samples here I come!

The trees are silent... for now.

Nature Silence disconnected, Wrath unleashed. Beneath your playful surface, I fear I sense a dead man, who wants to be alive once more; To feel the passion, the anger, the greed and the lust; All that connects one to life. Silence disconnected, Wrath unleashed. Create a world of meaningful challenges; One, who creates all, hadn’t been true to his soul when he created our world. We need a new world; a world of peace and silence. Silence disconnected, Wrath unleashed. Why create another world full of challenges? So, thus we return to the source, the bottomless cup of ambrosia, That supplies us all that we need most and may be some that we detest; Yet we cannot forgive them, who had once destroyed. In silence we shall await their destruction. Silence disconnected, Wrath unleashed. 2008 ©asamvav111