tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16654567832506351352012-02-16T01:15:33.006-08:00Rahulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15805325899518100781noreply@blogger.comBlogger51100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665456783250635135.post-58416384781168718442009-02-08T12:59:00.001-08:002009-02-08T13:22:15.721-08:00I had convinced myself that I'd be brave as I closed my eyes last night. <br />But the consolation did not last long. I am wanting to get away from here as soon as I can, as far as I can go from the loving sight of this intimate relationship they share. I am beginning to break down. Acceptance is HARD !!!<br /><br />These tears are that of a child who has been waiting, hoping and dreaming all this while, creating and living in a world of his own, where an ocean of infinite love, intimacy and warmth flows. Opening my eyes this morning I see that the child is standing alone on the shore of that ocean unable to swim, tears clouding his vision of a lonely present and a scary future. He wants to express his agony, cry out aloud and even as he does that he know very well there is no one to understand the pain, wipe his tears, tell him 'you'll be fine'. 'Will there ever be one?', he asks. I do not have the answer.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665456783250635135-5841638478116871844?l=spurtsofemotion.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rahulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15805325899518100781noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665456783250635135.post-31249588037820075092009-02-08T05:06:00.000-08:002009-02-08T05:21:56.453-08:0036 hours after my first accident I can I am glad that it happened. Things may have been different if we had made that trip to Lake Tahoe; or may be not. Who can say? <br />I guess Time has given me the answer you see in my opening statement.<br /><br />Not thinking or talking about it is the best thing to do. And so I will end this post here without any reason, any justification. <br /><br />In closing, I pray for them and honestly hope they have a good life together or otherwise. As for me, I have to continue to wait and learn more may be. What I will do is take the time that I have to. And so I go to bed now. <br /><br />Goodnight Rahul !!!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665456783250635135-3124958803782007509?l=spurtsofemotion.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rahulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15805325899518100781noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665456783250635135.post-72763972528218385862009-01-28T21:39:00.000-08:002009-01-28T21:53:54.591-08:00The look in his eyes tell me something that she will not tell me, something she is unwilling to accept herself, the thing she does not know that I know. I saw this come much earlier and forgot about it, but it comes back to me in a strange way at a time when I am not liking it for some reason which, if I probe any further, will make this night a very long one. All I know is I can sense that familiar craving for alcohol to numb my senses and forget it while I sleep in this dark night's lap.<br /><br />17 days hence, she will stand at a point where she will think hard about awhat will probably be one of the most important decision of her life. She will do what is right and this I already know. This whole prediction deal seems crazy for anyone who is not me and while one part of me is hoping it turns false the other part in me cannot understand why I shouldn't be happy for her instead; it tells me to pray for her. And so I do that too.<br /><br />I have done my job by leaving an evidence of what is to come before it does. Only Time will tell if my fears and prayers are true. <br /><br />God bless you. God bless us all.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665456783250635135-7276397252821838586?l=spurtsofemotion.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rahulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15805325899518100781noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665456783250635135.post-43120051939947135262008-10-17T08:47:00.001-07:002008-10-17T08:50:02.734-07:00Rincy, am missing u like hell... desperately searching for you on Google. <br />Where are you ???!!!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665456783250635135-4312005193994713526?l=spurtsofemotion.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rahulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15805325899518100781noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1665456783250635135.post-1388742138708832982008-07-20T08:47:00.000-07:002008-07-20T08:48:58.561-07:00Wish I could for ever drift in music, not having to know everything else about this life... <br />http://code.google.com/creative/radiohead/<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1665456783250635135-138874213870883298?l=spurtsofemotion.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rahulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15805325899518100781noreply@blogger.com0