Just b-e-l-i-e-v-e!

On 31st night … when everybody is celebrating … when phone lines are busy … when a flood comes of sms… Jeanie is sitting alone on the terrace with her vine and cakes and guitar … she looked at the Full Moon … how beautiful he looks but he is alone too… (she laughs … but her eyes can not deceive her heart … a tear falls… ) Jeanie plays her favorite song – puri umra hum mar mar ke jee diye , ek pal to ab hame jeene do .. je lene do…ohhooo … Gimme sunshine , gimme some rain , gimme another chance I wanna grow up once again.. Jeanie is silent… not peaceful … but she loves being alone and doing what she likes .. this should be her best 31st… but no she feels as if something is missing.. and what’s that? Friends !!!! those who love her and she loves… she is missing them terribly… She wanted to spend this night with someone special… She sips her coffee… its almost 1.am … but she is not feeling sleepy… she thinks about Vish.. she picks up her mobile.. no Msg , no Miss call… She won’t initiate....

A song for you :) Let me read "the story of your eyes", Let me read your heart, I know I don’t understand you now, But I want to and don’t know how? Let me drown into you, Let me wipe off the scars and fears, I know I hurt you a lot, May be because I am afraid or confused, Or I am selfish (as you said) But you know , don’t you? That I am mad. Let me not think beyond this point, Let me have some good memories – Dusk of sharing, Night of love, And dawn with His white Dove, I know this scheme is not funny, But I really want to spend some time (with you) honey. Let me sit beside you with hand in hand, Let me watch this tempestuous calm sea, Let me dance with you in rain, Let me have some wild fantasy I know and I have heard – "Life is not easy", But don’t we like adventures and being frizzy? Let us explore the world and ourselves, Let us take a new birth each moment, I know and I have heard – "Everything is possible", Then let us enjoy !! who cares if we are n...

The most funniest thing of the end of the year--- We are “home alone”!!!…celebrating , enjoying n doing everything which can’t be done in mom dad’s presence . Well but I am the eldest one at home so I have to cook too. Today I had to cook only for my granddad so I made only chapatti and vegetable. Actually I would admit that I am not a good cook I have just learnt cooking by chance . … well what happened is – that I covered the bowl of vegetable by plate and I was doing some other work. I let that vegetable burn on the gas ….. and the result was – it was burnt !!!! But I didn’t lose my hope… I took out some vegetable which was on the top and didn’t burn … and served it to my granddad … the moment was very difficult for me as I had to hide my anxiety and show as if nothing is wrong with the vegetable. Well I was really very much afraid – firstly, because of this incident vegetable had become less in quantity and secondly , because my granddad is very particular about food.. he can poin...

I may not be the brightest star, Or a rarest gem, But my love! Will you love me for what I am? What is life n what is love? I don't know these names, I am none n I am zero in this game, But my love! Will you love me for what I am? Call me sunshine , call me a silly dame, Or call me with any name, But my love! Will you love me for what I am? I am ripped apart into two, One is me , one is you, But I haven't lost my track, am still sane, Will you love me for what I am? Say my love, say once in my name, Will you love me for what I am? Love me... for... what I am... Because I may not be the brightest star, Or the rarest gem, But I am what I am.

(Today , I watched “The Reader” , I cried ; not for the movie because nothing made us cry except something which lies inside us, I don’t exactly have words which could define what I am feeling now but I can say I am deeply touched . And pardon me for I am going to write my views , which are very personal , on a very delicate topic, and if you are not agree with this, I would respect your disagreement too.) I don’t know about every person but there are few people … people who have a secret space in their hearts . A space where no one entered before and no one is known to it. This secret chamber is never closed for the person himself and he can always feel its air. We ask what is love? For me, Love is the eyes which have seen this chamber of the beloved, the heart which knows its darkness , the breathe which is blended in its air … And the Lover is – one who is standing at its door , one who knows the person as well as his secret chamber. And I believe , only those people can feel love w...

Hey Vish how are you? I am great darling . How about you? I am good. What’s up? Nothing . I was just having a little booze party with my best friend. Who? Shanky? Yeah ! Who else could be? Wao ! What’s wao in this? No , I mean its good you are with Shanky. Now you will introduce me to him. Right! Shut up! Please Vish … let me once speak to him.. I like him. Why ? What have you seen in him ? Nothing , just his name is nice and I think he would not be lunatic like you… What? Lunatic ! Oh ! Great… listen Jeanie don’t take his name otherwise … What otherwise? Common you are a friend and you behave as if I am your girlfriend. … ok Fine! Go … talk to him. No… leave it now! ( After a brief pause) Jeanie! Yeah! ……… ( A long silence creeps in) Say Vish! Nothing. Vish! I want to tell you something. I made a blunder. What Jeanie? Vish … I got involved in s** with somebody …. Someone who is married… ohh… but not physically it was something … mental s**… I don’t know how to explain everything.. You...

The road on which I walk Say - Stop ,stop! to my wandering thoughts, And demand again - Look at me! with tranquil pose. I do look and wonder Oh! why did i never look before? What a scene! Oh! look at this rose. Lush green trees and velvety grass, Sun is down too and wind blows fast Lets sit here and bunk the class. Why! my stray thoughts need a break, And I need a healthy space. Why not I bask in the sun and feel the grass? Ah! what tranquility my mind feels, And like some soft balm It cures me and heals I cry not - not a tear falls In fact a smile plays on my lips I talk to myself and deal. Now all my problems have been solved, My mind is calm again, Almost without any thought. Goodbye! friendly trees Goodbye! sweet sun and breeze Now I walk again on that road As my tranquility is again restored.

I am perhaps like a butterfly Not in beauty But in nature Who is never satisfy. One flower is not enough, Beauty enchants me, And I like to fly. I like to explore, That is why, I wander from one to another door. And its not I fed up easily, Or my love fades away soon, But I am like that night, Which always loves its moon. My heart wears color like a butterfly, Each flower adds different shade, And it shines like a starry sky. I am perhaps like a butterfly Not in beauty But in nature Who is never satisfy.

Hiee Jeanie Hello Vish! How do you do? I am ok. Just ok? Why what happened? Nothing … as such… I am fine. No , you are not . Tell me what happened? Oh Jeanie! …I … I watched a strange dream today. Oh Dream? What was that Vish? Jeanie .. I saw myself as a poor little boy who is very sad deep in his heart but he doesn’t tell anybody. He was sad because he had no one to play with…. One day he was lingering outside his house… and suddenly rain started … he thought he heard someone crying …he looked here and there and then he looked up … and he saw a beautiful angel who was crying.. he couldn’t stop himself from asking her what happened… before she could reply her mother angel called her up and she went away without looking at him…. This was the dream. I didn’t see further. But when I woke up something more strange happened. As I went to open the window I found it was raining outside.. for a moment I felt the presence of that angel… Jeanie I can not forget her… It sounds stupid but I … I am...

O weep no more , weep no more! You have lost nothing- Not which was ever yours You own nothing - nothing in this world Then why this fear? For whom this tear? O weep no more , no more my dear! Weep no more! Because you aren't alone, You have a power that meets none, Time and Nature heals everything You own nothing - nothing in this world Then why this fear? For whom this tear? O weep no more , no more my dear! Weep no more, Because you have been cheated Or you have lost a dear one, Some leaves you , some fills every gap, You own nothing - nothing in this world Then why this fear? For whom this tear? O weep no more , weep no more my dear!

I am going to see one more Christmas of my life. I will be alone. I don’t regret it. But I miss somebody. People who don’t belong to this earth. Those who are preciously and secretly kept in your heart and memory. The pictures of those days float in my mind… I can see myself as a young pretty woman who is very excited as Christmas is coming. She is excited to meet her family whom she has not seen for whole year. She would buy presents for all those near and dears. She has learnt a new recipe for cake also. But suddenly a picture pops in – a little girl appears… wearing a pretty frock and laces with a cute red cap… what an earthly angel she is!… before Christmas night when she is about to sleep.. she looks out of her window secretly … search for the moon… her mind starts running as what to think .. how to imagine… how to make this night wonderful … yeah! She got an idea… first she looks at the sky…night is lovely it has covered all the worries and sins of the evil world…the stars look e...

This world is a madhouse , isn't it? I tell you about a girl's experience. There is a girl who at one time spoke with different men , of different age , of different location , of different fields. And while she spoke with everyone she opened her heart and showed her real self. Everyone was charmed by her beautiful and sweet heart so they also opened their heart to some extents. After a short period , she saw that everyone was utter lonely in their hearts and they all needed only one thing Love which has different synonymns like - comfort , healing, care etc... But their approach was different from one another. Everyone of them wanted to fulfill their biological needs and they covered it under the goodly shield of love. While no one actually loved her , they only appreciated and liked her. Even the girl didn't love anyone. She wanted love together with sex but she thought thinking about sex is a sin. Slowly she realised that everyone thinks about sex and perhaps when they ...

27.11.2009 8.00 am Life is slow here…so slow that you can stop for a moment and hear your heartbeats… so slow that you can even visualize your past , present and future… but sorry I am not at all interested in this scale of time …I want to meet time without its limitations… I want to feel the vastness of each second as it passes…. Right now I am on the terrace … my back is towards the morning’s sun and I am looking at my old school …. Between my house and my school we have a little pond sort of thing … And I am looking into it… the water is shallow…I hear the chirping of birds… I look up… the sky is full of small birds… Its pretty morning! I have just filled up two bowls with water for birds… I dunno whether they will drink from it or no but I have done my duty… oh ! nooo again I am being philosophical॥ I hate my this mood। :) ….. Time is still … not its not I am aware.. its only my illusion but its nice to feel that time is still… have you ever felt this way?? Have you ever heard a bi...

“Brother , give me the romote”, shouted Mary in her brother’s ears and he shouted back , “Go to the another tv।” She replied that the channel she wanted to watch is not coming in that tv. Her brother didn’t bother to reply . Mary again pleaded, “ Brother please let me watch my movie.” Her brother , William asked , “Which movie?” Mary replied , “Ella Enchanted”. “Oh ! you and your stupid fairy tales ... go away with them.” said brother. Mary had a tear in her eyes . She said nothing and went away. Mary was a soft - hearted girl. It was really not her fault that she believed in all these "stupid fairy tales". When her classmates would date with their boyfriends she would busy herself in her own world, she goes up to the terrace , watch the moon and the stars and imagines about a different kind of universe - she had her own magic world in which she believed immensly. Mary's brother didn't let her watch her story's end. Poor Mary! she felt terribly bad. As she went up...

Its about me and my best friend. She wrote this in her blog so I thought why not display it on my blog too. So here it is - http://sheenagupta.blogspot.com/2009/11/ojasimah-best-frnd-hi-guys.html#comments

Yesterday me and my sister discussed 3 hours about some topic and the topic was - What affects our life Destiny or Free will? Our life is ruled by our destiny or our own actions? Her view was that everything happens because of our destiny. Our destiny is already written and no one can change it . Wahi hoga jo hona hai . Our destiny is pre-decided. Then she added free will works where we talk of our behaviour. Its up to us how we behave at certain moment and it affects us somewhere. She believes in - Leni deni ... jisse leni deni likhi hoti hai ussi se hamara rishta judta hai. She believes in past life's karma which affects us in our present life. In conclusion , she means that whatever we do its because it is written in our destiny and we are helpless in a way. While my point was that destiny is certainly there but for example we are given two choices for two destinies and now its our decision which decides our destiny. At some moments in our life our decision changes our destiny. ...

I am … Wrestling with my soul Trying to coax her, Catch her, Bring her back, Lock her behind the bars. They said once, “She is not for this world” And my soul went away She left my adobe, My misanthropy world, My guilt-ridden heart, My mortal body. And now she lives in Fanciful forests, She drinks from Eternal brook, I look! I envy! I too pine for such ecstasy. So, Here again, I am … Wrestling with my soul Trying to coax her, Catch her, Bring her back, Lock her behind the bars.

Healing I am crushed ,down and broken. What do I do now? Where to go ? Whom to ask? I live in Mumbai and here if you want to find answers go to the “mother sea” . She is vast , deep , infinite ,healer, mystic and like. So, I have come to the “mother sea” to get healed. As soon as I saw people with their families, kins , friends , lovers I suddenly felt a tide in my heart. .. and tears started rolling down my cheeks. I did not stop myself… I cried my heart out… after all it is the first step of Healing . I am calmed down and looking at the sea. How wonderful it is! My mind starts reflecting the whole thing again. I am a “loser” or perhaps I am the most insignificant thing in this world. I have lost my boy friend (Why the hell did I believe him when he said he loved me?) I have lost my best friend , I have nobody ‘special’ in my life or rather I am not special in anybody’s life. So , I decided to break off from everyone because I really am not in mood to commit suicide nor do I want to f...

It is not worthy in your eyes I know --- but these occurred in my heart once and thus they carry my heart’s one portion with them ….. To, Unknown to me yet! You were nothing But Little grains of sand In my hand And As I tried to clutch you tightly I started to lose you slowly You slipped from my hands. With you it seemed Whole ocean was in my hand Now! I see myself scattered on the sand. Yours only, ------

My Gdad visited my blog for which I am really thankful to him. In one comment he said this line which I loved very much that is why I am writing it here . --Anybody can do their best, but we are helped by the Spirit of God to do better than our best. CATHERINE BOOTH Gdad , please keep inspiring us like this .

Still it is like a dream …. I can not believe I had a terrible accident on 14th Oct. when we were going Udaipur by car. Our car hit the rock and turned upside down…. Oh my God!!! It was my first experience of car accident –but it was superb llolzz.. For a fraction of second I felt everything is going to end …I remembered my all friends and started wondering how they will react if they get to know that I am dead..llolzz.. But after 10 mins I was very normal … same easy going…clicking photos … cracking jokes at such a time Can’t help it ! And after some hours I just forgot everything that happened… All seemed like a bad dream! Whenever we think of that moment we realize that what could happen with us but Thanks to God we all are safe .It is just by God’s grace that me and my whole family is alive --- No doubt it is our Second Birth. Jai Shree Krishna !

She could look straight into the sun’s eyes because she thought that she loved sun and trusted her so he won’t harm her, how stupid she was. From her eyes everything seems full of love , energy and life. She was my best friend so I knew her (at least I thought so) but my other classmates found her as mysterious as the pyramids of Egypt or as a Chirag of Aladin. Really! Sometimes even I found her very enigmatic. She seems like a labyrinth --- a dark , mysterious maze … you go into it … searching for something… but you are trapped .. you are lost…. She was like a puzzle … and I tried to solve it many times but I could only find two or three dark holes of this puzzle. The dark side of Meera was too dark … and was totally unacceptable for me initially…I even started hating her. The dark side was – her heart’s one part which was convinced that she was doing something terribly wrong especially with her life and especially in relationship’s matters. How could one understand such cynicism but ...

Some words are like water in spoon while some contains whole ocean in them. Home is such a word – so vast and so deep is its meaning. When you look up in dictionary for this word , you will only find direct and exact meaning – ‘residence or native place’ but in literature as well as in life Home word has different connotations . Home , the word instantly gives the feelings of comfort , ease , warmth , affection ,care , love etc. etc. What is a Home? Where is it found? One should better ask these questions to those who are living away from their homes. If we don’t talk about the general characteristics or significance of Home , like home made food … obviously its so delicious and yummy that one can not forget it even though if he lives on five start hotel’s food , but there is something more about Home. When I wander here and there , go for shopping , walk in parks and when I am on way to home – just the sight of my colony brings in homely feelings with it… I feel safer ,secure , happy ...

“…Sheetoshna Sukhdukheshu samah sangvivarjitah” It is a sholka of Bhagwad Gita. It says God likes those people who are same in Ushna(hot whether) Sheetoshna ( Cold ) , Sukh (happiness) and Dukh (Dissappointments) . How true and meaningful it is , though I did not realize it earlier. I even used to wonder why to be equal in both sukh and dukh? Why it is necessary? Although it is good that you are calm and composed in your hard times but why not to be excited when you are really happy? The answer which I found to these questions was that being equal in both phases suggests that you are balanced in your life and this balance naturally brings peace with it. Change is an essential quality of human life as well as nature’s. And learn to be composed in both your triumphs and failures suggest that you are aware of this change. Because it’s a cycle – you are happy today but remember tomorrow might not be your day. When some one is aware of this change he will neither be too excited nor two dep...

4.10.9 Wake up Sid ! Good morning to those whose eyes have been opened by this movie. Good morning to those who just woke up from a long slumber and realized what they have lost and what now they can achieve. Good morning to those who came to know what their dreams are and what will give them happiness. A very good morning to all of those who know what they are and not only their eyes but their heart has opened as well. Today is Sunday and we celebrated it by watching Wake up Sid . I carefully used the word celebrated because that is what I really mean. I would like to thank Bollywood and Karan Johar for in last few months perhaps it was the only worthy movie to waste your money on. There are two schools in literature both in Hindi as well as in English literature – one is “Art’s for Art’s sake” and other is “Art’s for Society’s sake”. Those who belonged to the first school they believed that Art’s only aim is to provide pleasure and it should be treated only as arts and nothing else...

29.9.9 Sounds of Footsteps I hear footsteps at my door … I wait… I pray… But no one comes in. Two pairs of shoes Slip inside the room Forget to bolt the door A touch shivers my body I turn back Thinking my prayers are heard at last But – What! No one Was it a dream then? Again The sounds of footsteps I hear I fear… Two pairs of shoes Slip inside the room Only to vanish again somewhere I open my eyes with a sigh But I don’t bolt the door… I wait… I pray… They come And go But… Still I hope I believe In the sounds of footsteps.

27.9.9 (Laying on a double-bed … both Casper and Jeanie are looking at the ceiling … both experiencing The Golden Silence between them… they should better call it Crazy Silence because sometimes they practice their crazy ideas like in silence they try to imagine what other is thinking about and later they share what they felt between some those crazy silent moments… ) Casper! Did you say anything? No, you are just imagining things. Oh.. yeah might be. (Again puts her energy on guessing what Casper might be thinking) Hey Jeanie! Yeah say! Would you like to be … a … a mother?? Yeah of course ! I know it’s a painful job but its wonderful too and I want to experience it someday. Jeanie! Hmm.. Would you like to have a .. a baby from me? What?... (He says nothing… he can feel terror and excitement in his heart as well as in hers) Are you crazy?? (Opposite to what he expected she laughs at this seemingly joke) I am not kidding Jeanie ! I am serious. Hmm the idea is good butut we are not marr...

27.9.9 (Jeanie is talking to herself in a low and gloomy voice) What am I doing??... I know the path is painful but still I am progressing on it… its going to cost me a lot… I have never suffered like this .. perhaps because I was the one who walked out of each relationship but this time… ohh… its even painful to think about this.. no I will stop talking to him… but its not a solution, is it?? Then what I am supposed to do… I can’t bear to see him marrying someone else…but why ? I don’t love him nor does he… is he more wiser and honest than me just because he knows what he wants and what he doesn’t … Am I so stupid to take everything so seriously? … Didn’t I know everything when it started? Know… but what?? .. that we are no match??? No, we are a match. Then what?… know that we are not in love? Yes I knew this and also that we can never be together because our worlds are very different… ohh… why do I think a lot but I don’t want to… I am not thinking … I think it is what they call in l...

Just Believe! It is always hard to choose a title for webpage or even title for your posts. How do you decide it? Well when you read a title of someone’s page it makes a certain effect upon you… it also tells something about the person – his psychology and his intellect. When I chose this title for my blog – Just believe I was not sure whether I will keep it for a long time because at that time I could only come up with this two word phrase – short and sweet and magical too. Short and sweet is fine but what magic is to do with it?? Well These two words are really magical and I myself have experienced magic and then I realized how perfect they are for my blog. I said your page’s title shows your psychology and philosophy of life so it is true in my case. I am a believer! I believed in things – general or impossible both. I believe in miracles that’s why they happen to me. I believe in omens or hints given by god that’s why I am able to perceive them , I believe in the power of dreams a...

Just Being Happy … I was not well so I took holiday on 25th as well , along with three days holidays but you can imagine a life of a girl who is all packed in a small room with her philosophic and psychological novels and laptop ,which does not even has net connection, and no one to talk to or hang around with.. oh I am so sorry for myself. No I was sorry for myself but gradually I realized I should make most of the each moment , live it , enjoy it , by any means. I thought I had many reasons to be happy while few for being sad so I shall look for those reasons , find out them and be happy. I realized that I shall be grateful to God because I am living and that too in a good condition. But Loneliness is a devil it takes you towards darkness and force you to be unhappy , makes you frustrated and depressed. Now I know why people who are balanced they become depressed when they are lonely because human beings can not live in isolation they form groups and communities so they can share...

Hey hiee hru? .. I am good.. ohh yeah I am little sad but its okay I feel good when I talk to you.. yeah its rather chill today soo… u slept well in the day?? Ohh so you were watching me whole night hmmm but I did not get your dream.. you should have come in my dreams I needed you… (After listening for a while Casper intrudes…Jeanie startles) Hey Jeanie! Baby ! With whom you are talking? Oh! ..aahh.. ( little embarrassed) well I was talking to Larry. I often do that and he replies me back too.. Ohh okay so you mean to say that you talk to that star? ( he laughs loudly) Shut up Casper! Don’t make my fun. Its not a joke . We really talk to each other. Nonsense! Don’t talk crap. (furiously) Oh Casper! You don’t believe me and you said you love me… I hate you! Hey Jeanie…my darling ! Im sorry I didn’t mean to hurt you. Okay I believe it! Now happy? So what’s his name? Larry?? Nice name. hmm.. What are you thinking? Are you lonely? What? When I am not with you , you feel terrible… lonely??...

You receive so many mails in a day that you hardly remember any later on. But one mail is haunting me since I have read that. Its so applied and so relevant so true that one can not forget it and would always apply in his situation. It was a mail like – When you are a kid and student you have – Time + Energy – Money When you are working and youth you have – Energy + Money – Time When you are retired and old you have – Money + Time – Energy J How true it is naa.. I always dream what if I had money??? I would do this , buy that , Go here , Talk to friends , would have given so many gifts to my parents and siblings .. ohmigod.. life would have been wonderful.. but when my reasonable mind starts working I realize that its of no use… when I will be earning I wont be having time and infact I don’t think so I can do any damn job except teaching llolz…. Well don’t laugh I am serious J No seriously when you see me you would perceive that I have virtues of being a good teacher. Well well I was j...

16.9.9 Pata nahi mujhe kya ho gaya hai. Ek pal khush hoti hoon toh dusre pal hi aankhe chal chala jaati hain. Yeh kya ho raha hai? Kya mein sach mein khush hoon ya… pata nahi. Shayad mein apne dil ki baat accept nahi kar rahi hoon. Jab bhi khushi ke bare mein sochti hoon toh sabse pehle Casper(name changed ;) ) yaad aata hai. Usse baat karte waqt mein kitni khush rehti hoon. J well.. I know I am not in love but still there are some unknown feelings.Only God knows what is it. Mujhey akela rehna bilkul nahi pasand.. kissey pasand hai?? Well… kabhi kabhi sochti hoon shaadi kar leti hoon saari tensions khatam ho jayengi.. saara kaam apne hubby se karaongi but …. Ohhh shaadi ke saath kitni jimmedariyan judi hain… abhi mein wo jimmedariyan nahi sambhal sakti. Phir kabhi sochti hoon.. kaash mein mar jaon .. meri taklifein toh khatam ho hi jayengi saath hi mom dad ke kitne saarey rupay bach jayenge. :0 Jo mujhe jaante hain wo kehte hain ki mein kitna sochti hoon aur mein unhe kehti hoon ki mei...

The Pencil Maker took the pencil aside, just before putting him into the box. "There are 5 things you need to know," he told the pencil, "Before I send you out into the world. Always remember them and never forget, and you will become the best pencil you can be. ""One: You will be able to do many great things, but only if you allow yourself to be held in Someone's hand. ""Two: You will experience a painful sharpening from time to time, but you'll need it to become a better pencil. ""Three: You will be able to correct any mistakes you might make. ""Four: The most important part of you will always be what's inside. ""And Five: On every surface you are used on, you must leave your mark. No matter what the condition, you must continue to write. "The pencil understood and promised to remember, and went into the box with purpose in its heart.Now replacing the place of the pencil with you. Always remember them a...

A certain man planted a rose and watered it faithfully and before it blossomed, he examined it. He saw the bud that would soon blossom, but noticed thorns upon the stem and he thought, "How can any beautiful flower come from a plant burdened with so many sharp thorns? Saddened by this thought, he neglected to water the rose, and just before it was ready to bloom... it died. So it is with many people. Within every soul there is a rose. The God-like qualities planted in us at birth, grow amid the thorns of our faults. Many of us look at ourselves and see only the thorns, the defects. We despair, thinking that nothing good can possibly come from us. We neglect to water the good within us, and eventually it dies. We never realize our potential. Some people do not see the rose within themselves; someone else must show it to them. One of the greatest gifts a person can possess is to be able to reach past the thorns of another, and find the rose within them. This is one of the characteri...

Casper , Why I am like this? Because you are very sweet and helpless .. poor baby. {smiles} No Casper.. you don't know me... I am ... I am very selfish. hmm.. and what makes you think like this? Oh Casper! we won't meet again.. I don't want to see you anymore.. I .. I can not bear this pain.. Casper. Jeanie ! my darling ! am I giving youpain? Do you really want me to go away from you? Oh no Casper! you don't understand me. Not at all. I dont want you to go anywhere . And yes you give me pain but its more sweeter than any pleasure. Believe me! Oh its too strange. You are an angel. A craeture who doesn't belong to this earth . No aim a human being ,too mean and selfish. Come, come here, give me your hands I want to kiss them. ( he kisses her hands) Hey Jeanie ! See what a splendid view it is , Sun over the horizon , crimson light, scattered clouds creating unique shapes .. ah ..a heavenly view ... isn't it? Yes Its so beautiful! ( she becomes a little uneasy) What...