Lost Princess

The lost Princess

"Pure hearts can never be put under a spell!!"

Once upon a time, in a far off land, there lived a very simple but very cute girl who had very big dreams. She always dreamed of marrying a prince charming, living in a big castle and being adored by everyone.

One day while walking through the market her eyes fell on a very simple, honest and down to earth boy, a soul so kind hearted that an aura lit his face. She felt a tug at her heart but kept quiet as she walked past him, peeping through the edge of her eyes. The boy smelt the daisies that were dangling in her hair and looked up. There it was, the love at first sight.

Many days went by and the two started to go to the market everyday to take a look at each other for once but neither accepted their own feelings nor conveyed them to each other. But then love was not the only thing on the mind of the girl. She also wanted a rich prince charming. She always visualized him as a man dressed to the toe, with a shining crown on his head and being driven around in a gold plated carriage, seeking her hand for betrothal.

Then one day a flamboyant witch came to the town and cast a charm spell on everyone. She loved what belonged to other women and her magic easily controlled the hearts of one and all making them do whatever she wished to and getting from them whatever she wanted. Her eyes too fell on the boy. But to her surprise, her spells didn’t work on him. He respected her for being a woman alright but her charm or her spell couldn’t get her what she really wanted from him, his love in complete. His heart was pure and hence unaffected by her magic and charm. The witch seethed with rage and burned in frustration.

Then one day the witch noticed the sparks in the eyes of the two lovers and it didn’t take her more than a second to realize what the real story was. She realized the only way to get his love and affection was to create a divide between him and his love, and then shower him with her own love. So she decided to strike the weak side. It was easy to cast a spell and control the girl as her heart was full of desires and wants. And cast a spell is what the witch did.

The witch asked the girl what she has always dreamed to have and promised to give her all at once. The girl told the witch her three wishes. She wanted beauty, prince and adoration. The witch seized the opportunity and immediately agreed to provide her all of the three, but the only problem was, the girl was supposed to leave her own land and was supposed to travel to another land to get all the three. And also, she could only go alone.

The girl was caught in a web of desire. On one hand was a simple man she loved and on the other was everything she had ever dreamed off. The girl made the hard choice and decided to leave her love behind, after all she was going to get a prince charming anyway. The witch was ecstatic.

The witch immediately weaved her magic wand and transformed the girl into a beautiful looking lady and then transported her across the sea to another land. The moment the girl reached the other side everybody who saw her was bowled over by her beauty and she was immediately accepted into their society. The news of her beauty and charm spread like wild fire and soon everybody in the town started pouring in to visit the girl and be charmed by her beauty. Amongst the people was one very handsome prince. On seeing the beauty of the girl he immediately knelt down and asked her hand in marriage. Everything happened so quickly that she completely forgot about the boy she loved and agreed to the match. The town was engulfed by joyous celebrations as people decked it up and readied it for the royal wedding. The girl was happy.

The poor boy on the other hand, who had no other wants except the love of his life, the one who couldn’t be won over by any charm of the witch, when he found the girl missing was engulfed in despair. He searched her everywhere, asked about her to everyone but she was nowhere to be found. He searched for her for days but couldn’t find her. Meanwhile the witch tried every trick up her sleeve to win over his affections and get him in her arms. But he was the least interested. All he wanted was the girl he loved.

One day he was sitting by the sea and crying when a seagull came flying from across the sea and landed right next to him. The seagull was carrying the old ring the girl used to wear in her mouth. The girl had just discarded the ring into the sea to make space for the engagement ring given to her by the new prince in her life. The boy immediately recognized the ring and took it in his hands. He looked at the ring and started to cry inconsolably. The seagull flapped its’ wings and pecked the boy with its’ beak. The boy stopped crying and asked the seagull if it knew where the girl was. The seagull picked up the ring from his hand as if signaling it knew where it brought the ring from.

The boy immediately tore of his shirt, cut his finger and wrote a letter for the girl on it. He tied the cloth to the seagull’s foot and let it off in the air so that it could fly across the sea and get his message across to the girl that he is coming to rescue her.

Meanwhile the girl was busy shopping for her wedding as the prince had opened the door of his riches to her and she was free to buy what she wanted and how much she wanted. Only problem was, nobody knew what she spoke and she didn’t knew what anybody else spoke. But the thought of marrying a prince and being the cynosure of all eyes made her overlook the fact while her beauty was enough to keep the prince interested and the people charmed.

However, the boy was unaware of all this. So he sent the seagull hoping it would relay his letter to the girl that no matter how but he will come and save her. In his heart the boy was furious at the witch as he knew it was only she who could have committed such a heartless sin. But he was too kind to punish her or confront her.

The witch however was cruel and powerful. The moment she realized that the boy has sent a seagull towards the girl, she set her hawks after the seagull.

The boy meanwhile went to the sailors and asked for assistance. The witch used magic to poison their minds and they asked him for money. The boy was poor but he had a house and a few animals. He immediately sold off his animals to get the money and with the money he went to the sailors again. But because the minds of the sailors were poisoned and controlled by the witch they refused to help him by saying the money is not enough and that it was a long journey and they cannot risk it for him.

The boy didn’t loose hope and instead bought bricks and mortar to build a bridge on his own. The evil witch used her magic to cause a huge wave in the sea that destroyed the bridge he was building fast. Having lost most of his money and all the material he had bought for building the bridge. The boy sold his house to buy wood and started building a boat.

The witch poisoned the minds of the port officials who destroyed his boat and confiscated his wood saying he didn’t have the permission to build a boat.

Left with no other way to save his love the boy jumped into the sea and started swimming towards the far off land. When nothing seemed to deter the boy from trying to get back to his love and he refused to fall for the evil witch, the witch became furious and decided to kill the boy at the sea.

Meanwhile the witch’s hawks caught up with the seagull and attacked it just as it was about to reach the land on the other side. The seagull fought valiantly but was killed. The seagull’s body fell into the sea and the piece of cloth tied to its’ legs got untied and floated away towards the shore.

At the other side, the things had changed for the girl. The people had got over the charm of her beauty as they had become used to seeing her around every day. The prince was also getting disenchanted as he couldn’t have a meaningful conversation with her. Then came another girl from a nearby town of the same land, lesser in beauty but very charming in manners and the one who spoke the same language as the prince and his people. The prince lost interest in the first girl and called off the engagement. The prince started wooing the new girl and the town was abuzz once again in anticipation of the royal wedding. Everybody forgot about the first girl.

The girl saddened by the turn of events went to the sea and sat there for hours in sun. The sun burnt her skin and her skin started to peel. Everybody who saw her turned their faces away in disgust as to how horrible she looked.

The girl’s heart broke and she ran to the sea crying. She wadded deep into the water and was about to drown herself when a please of cloth covered her face. She immediately removed it.

It was the piece of cloth from the boy’s shirt. She immediately recognized it and kissed it. All that she had forgotten came back to her mind. She realized for the first time, how much she loves him and how she cannot live without him. The sea water might have washed each and every word the boy had written in his blood for her but the feel of the cloth was enough to give her the touch of his love. She was overwhelmed by emotions and slowly waded her way back to the shore, sitting there, crying with the piece of his shirt in her hand.

The boy on the other hand valiantly swam the vast sea. He was losing his strength to cross the water and was on the brink of collapsing because of fatigue and die when the witch using her magic created a big storm to drown him. That was the last straw that was needed to break his strength. The boy fell unconscious and started to drown. The witch laughed heartily at her victory. If she cannot have him, she won’t let anyone else have him too.

Just as everything felt to have been lost, a dolphin leaped out of the water and back into it. The dolphin swam underneath the drowning and unconscious boy and lifted him on its’ back and brought him above the surface. She started to swim furiously towards the shore where the girl was. This enraged the witch who immediately dispatched her dragon to kill the dolphin and the boy.

The dragon flew thick and fast to reach the dolphin and the boy in no time.

The dolphin sensing danger immediately dived deep into the sea and the dragon followed suit. The moment dragon reached close to the dolphin and the boy on its’ back and opened its’ mouth to engulf the two, a blue whale appeared from behind and finished her dinner without a burp. The dolphin wagged its’ tail furiously in happiness and made way to the surface again. The dolphin sped towards the other shore.

The witch on seeing the plight of her dragon and unable to control innocent creatures with her magic, immediately rushed to the other side of the shore and cast a spell on the prince and his people. The prince left the new girl and rushed towards the shore to hug the first girl again. And all his subjects followed suit, praising the beauty of the sun burnt girl. Under the witch’s spell, they had no other choice.

But the girl refused the prince this time. She had realized what was important and whom did she love.

The prince insisted but she wouldn’t budge now. The witch sensing that she is loosing the war tried to cast a spell on the girl but failed. The girl’s heart had become pure and was unaffected and untouchable by magic now. The prince was heartbroken and so were his people. The witch tried to cast a spell on them to make them kill the girl but at this point the new girl walked in crying and immediately everybody remembered how much they love and adore the new girl. The spell cast on them by the witch was gone and the witch could cast no spell on them anymore.

The witch was furious and turned her attention towards the girl. To her surprise something had caught the sight of the girl, or perhaps the girl’s heart had sensed something as she rushed towards the sea madly shouting the boy’s name and yelling on top of her voice how she loves him. But the witch couldn’t see anything for miles in water, even after she lifted herself up in the air to have a better view.

Perhaps the girl has gone mad and is going to kill herself, thought the witch and smiled how her job had been done without her having to lift a wand.

Meanwhile the girl lost the grip of her foot on the seabed and tumbled into water. A dolphin appeared from under the sea and lifter her on her back much to the chagrin of the witch. The girl caught her breath and looked at the dolphin surprised as the dolphin carried her ashore. The girl got off the dolphin’s back and the dolphin rushed away leaping joyfully as another dolphin appeared at the horizon, the one carrying the boy. The girl’s eyes filled with tear as she covered her mouth with her hand, surprised and happy. The other dolphin brought the semi conscious boy wearing his torn shirt ashore.

The girl immediately rushed to the boys rescue as she turned him over and pressed his stomach to push the sea water out. The boy coughed and woke up, opening his eyes. The sight that beheld him surprised and delighted him the same. The two dolphins leapt in joy.

The immediately got up and so did the girl. The girl looked at him, touched his face with her hand and started to cry. The boy took the girl’s sun burnt face in his hands, kissed her cheeks one by one, sucking her tears off her cheeks. He professed to her how much he loved her and how he would die without her. She professed her love to him. And the two hugged.

The witch meanwhile could take none of this any longer and appeared to confront them. She first yelled at them hoarse, nearly scaring them as the two tried to protect each other from her wrath by jumping in front of each other.

The witch raised her wand and started reciting some spell. The moment the spell finished and the witch pointed the wand towards the beautiful couple, a snake appeared from under the sand and bit the witch on her foot. The witch’s spell was misfired into the sky while the witch fell on the ground struggling with pain and dying. Her wand fell away from her. The boy rushed to the wand and picked it up. The moment the boy picked up the wand the witch’s powers were transferred into him.

The boy however was a kind hearted soul. He took pity on the witch and used a spell to save her life and then sent her to a far off land.

The boy then waded the wand to create a flying carriage. He bent on his knee and extended his hand to ask the girl for her hand. The girl extended her hand and the boy took it in his hand and led her onto the carriage. Together they flew across the sky, enjoying the stars and moon as the night started to fall and returned to their home.

*****Fresh Start*****



My Meal - A Very Short Story

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My Meal

"Love is the life of relationships!!"

Once a man was expecting his best friend for dinner so he requested his wife to cook a very special meal for him. However as fate would have, his friend got killed in an accident before he could make it to his home. The man was devastated at the sudden loss of his friend and he and his wife braved the ordeal of attending the funeral of the very person they were supposed to be hosting for dinner that night.

With heavy hearts the couple retreated for the night. But barely had they slept for a few minutes when the man woke up sweating profusely, only to find his wife murmuring in sleep. He woke her up and asked her what happened.

"I saw your friend in my dream," she replied, "He was asking me as to where was his meal."

"I just woke up to the same dream as well," the man replied as he consoled his weeping wife. After comforting each other for a few minutes the two went back to their sleep but woke up once again.

"What did you see this time?" the man asked his panting wife as he himself tried to catch his breath.

"He came in my dream again and was asking me the same question," she replied, "As to why I haven't cooked his meal."

"And you said that you were just waiting for him to arrive so that you could serve it fresh to him," the man added.

"How do you know?" the wife asked.

"I was having the same dream too," the man replied.

The couple sat together for a few minutes before they decided to cook a meal for his friend and leave it at the table. They were hoping it will stop their troubling dreams. So they cooked a meal and served it on the table for one person and tried to return to sleep which was much hard to come.

But once again, barely had they slept for a few minutes, they were again woken up by a dream of their friend.

"He was asking me why we are not eating with him," the man exclaimed even before his wife could ask him.

"And you said you weren't hungry as you had overeaten in the day," his wife asked.

"Yeah," the man nodded in affirmative.

"And he's insisting us to have something with him to give him company, just one bite perhaps," the wife asked.

"You are right," the man replied.

After looking at each other for a few moments the couple got out of their bed, went to the dining table, and took one bite each out of the meal they had cooked. They then returned to a sound uninterrupted sleep.

Next morning when they woke up, the plate was empty.

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Desperate times testing my will power!!

Hi friends,




Sorry for writing this long boring peice but, I need your HELP desperately, so I am posting here.



Before I explain why I am posting here and then post below what I need your help for, let me ask you a few questions. And those who wonder what this is about, please visit the help page of my website www.fatalurgecarefreekiss.com and you will know who I am fighting against.



1) How many of you haven't heard of stories where manipulating girls play with men to their end and cheat everybody for money and fame?

2) How many of you haven't heard of stories of racial discrimination and persecution, not just against Indians but people of other Asian descent, including Filipinos, and African descent?

3) How many of you haven't heard of stories where those with money and influence have tried to shut up the ones' who have dared to stand up and fight?

4) How many of you don't know how money and power are used to influence police, judges, press etc?

5) How many of you know of people who in spite of all the hardships still stand up and fight to get justice?



Friends, I am fighting because I only have two options;



a) Give up my fight and live the rest of my life hurting deep withing my heart, losing all the self respect I have for myself. And offcourse, loose the very girl for whom I have done everything that any guy in love could have done.

b) Stand up and fight for my love as well as justice so that no one else like me has to suffer and undergo what I had to. That is, make an example of these people.



We all complain about how everything is wrong with the society, how no one loves anyone truly, how people cheat on each other, how there is racism and discrimiation in our societies.



Now when I have stood up to fight against everything that is wrong, why are you not supporting me but instead supporting (some of you have even tried to protect) the one who is wrong?



Please don't be confused that I am fighting a personal battle. This battle is for everyone who has suffered discrimination in any part of the world, who has been wronged, denied justice, humiliated and victimized and pressurized.



This time it was me.



Next time it could be someone you love, know or who knows, could be one of you. I never thought I would fall in love with her or she would betray my trust or try to use me the way she did. In fact, I was working hard, saving money to go to India and get married to some girl of my parents choice. But the only thing predictable about life is, "It is unpredictable."



So don't be mistaken, this is not my fight. This fight is for everyone. Ask the Filipinos living abroad who have been discriminated because of their race and they will tell you how much it hurts and to what extent the discrimination can go to.



If you people will help me win this war, my story will give strength to everyone around the world who is fighting against discrimination, fighting for equality, fighting for their rights. My story will be quoted in court cases and people will get justice.



But if you won't help me but rather support and protect the one who only knows how to cheat, my story will become an example why no one should ever fight for justice. If some injustice has been done, one should just bear it and live the rest of their lives ashamed of themselves.



The choice is with you.



As I've written in my message below: "This story is for every ordinary person who has faced persecution or discrimination in any form. I want people to feel motivated to fight for justice and not give up their right to dignity and equality. I want people to believe there is true love and there are people who won't sell or get scared and do the wrong thing. I want to give strenght to anyone who happens to read about my struggle and save people from falling prey to drugs, alcohol or suicide to destroy their lives."



Besides, I promise you guys, if you guys will help me, I will get Millions of Dollars into the Filipino economy unlike her who only comes to Filipines because her music sells here and she takes the money out of Filipino economy back to US.



I promise to provide the Filipino industry a product that they can market globally and the Filipino company that produces it will collect Millions of Dollars globally and bring it into the Filipino market.



The reason I am posting this here is, for some reason I am not getting through to people in Philippines. I am trying to make calls using my mobile and calling cards, but the calls are not connecting and if they are, I am not being forwarded to the right people that I need. And I am not talking about the executives of companies but rather their assistants etc. That is why I need your help.



I leave the choice to you.



I believe in True love and GOD, and I believe she is the one GOD has made for me. I am working hard in every possible way to make myself worthy of a girl who doesn't even deserve an honest man like me (Sorry guys but I cannot lie).



If you think I am doing the right thing by standing up and fighting both for my love as well as justice then please help me by forwarding the following message below the Star-line to the right people in the television industry of the Philippines. Trust me friends, what I will create will bring Multi-million Dollars into Philippines.



Please support a person who is just like any one of you. It is not my fight. It is fight for all of us.



Take Care,

Amanpreet Singh Rai



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This message is in regards to a new TV serial intended for global audience as explained below. It is aimed for Filipino, Indian and western markets.



I am a writer of Indian origin who is currently a citizen of Australia. I have already written two novels both of which are available on my website:



www.fatalurgecarefreekiss.com



The TV serial is an action drama that is intended to be produced for, in addition to the local Filipino market, global markets, especially India, and countries like Canada, England, US, where there is a sizeable Indian and Filipino population.



The serial is intended to run for two years as 45 minute weekly episodes (Making it a total of 104 episodes) and will finish with a scope for a sequel. In fact the serial will open with its' very last scene.



The serial will follow the lives of four main characters, all fighting personal but common battles. Their stories will have seperate beginings, coming together during the course of the serial. Although this process is not going to be gradual but abrupt in initial presentation with their individual stories being developed subsequently during the run of the serial as the relevant points in story will come (The intention here is to make it more on Hollywood style. Details I can only explain in a proper sitting).



Two heroes and one heroine will be the active fighting guns in the serial while the second heroine plays an intellectual part. The main supporting actor is going to be an action oriented character as well. In addition there will be many other supporting actors, including college students and a police oficer. The serial backdrop is drugs, corruption and sex trade.



The serial is supposed to be a story of revenge as well as vigilante themes but is not all about action. In fact, the action sequences will only be there to link the diferent parts of a story which will be high on emotional content. However the action scenes will be high class martial arts fights.



I would like to act the role of the second hero, being well aware that I am a person of India origin. But let me assure you, the character I play is not going to speak even a single word in the whole serial, so there is going to be no language problem. However his story is unique in many ways than one.



Besides my being a lead character in the serial and being the main writer behind the plot will make it marketable amongst the Indian market globally.



And I would like to be given an active role in directing my fight scenes (under the watchful eyes of your professional fight director) as I know exactly what I want to do.



The serial will need to have really high production values as it is intended for global marketing. The look of the serial will be dull greyish shades like most hollywood dramas. For e.g. Heroes, NCIS etc.



If you find merit in my idea I would love to discuss it in detail with you. I am providing my contact number at the end of this piece.



Also to add a bit of detail of another TV serial/movie that we can subsequently work on after the one mentioned above is a "Supernatural" thriller. This one is inpired by "Greek", "Indian" and "Christian" mythologies. It follows the lead character who happens to be a young "Nun" and will entail "Supernatural" occurances, mythology etc. It is in the same league as "The Lord Of the Rings" triology and "Harry Potter" series. Once again meant for international audiences. It's story is neither based, nor inspired, nor similar to any Religious, spiritual or scientific texts but is a brand new creation which links all of these.



Before I close this email a bit more information about me. I am 178 cms (5' 10"), skinny but very muscular. My theatre background is detailed on the homepage of my website above. My latest videos (Shot last week) are on the politics page of my website.



If you happen to visit the help section of my website you will know details of my personal story as well and I assure you, in case we go ahead with the project your network can have exclusive rights to my true story of love and fight for justice as well. This story is for every ordinary person who has faced persecution or discrimination in any form. I want people to feel motivated to fight for justice and not give up their right to dignity and equality. I want people to believe there is true love and there are people who won't sell or get scared and do the wrong thing. I want to give strenght to anyone who happens to read about my struggle and save people from falling prey to drugs, alcohol or suicide to destroy their lives.



Sincerely,

Amanpreet Singh Rai (You could call me Aman)

1/269 Henley Beach Road,

Brooklyn Park, SA

Australia 5032

Phone: +61 43 023 5589

Who can you trust?

One of the oft spoken, and least number of times honest statement is, "Trust me!!" And I am sure there won't be many around who will doubt my assertion, simply because our true life experiences have been too intense in a very opposite way, more number of times than we can count on our 20 fingers (those of feet included).

Anyway, I've been through some situations in life that I often joke: I've seen stuff in life that people read in newspapers and say, "Wow!! Did this really happen?"

"This year has been tough on me," will be the understatement of my entire life. However, I am not the one who sulks in his bedroom and tries to escape the call of conscience.

Anyway, I always believed that I was born to be one of a kind, someone who's gonna set an example for others to follow, but somehow I got comfortable with my life and started to take the time I has at disposal for guranted.

Comes a blow out of the blue, and I am out of my comfort zone, but highly motivated to set the wrongs straight, and above all:

WIN THE LOVE OF MY LIFE!!



About a month and a half back, I went through the worst pain any honest person can be put through by the very person whom he trusts with his life.

Was I angry with her? Anyone wanna bet? But I'm sure what I've been put through in the last 12 months to be finally capped by a memorable valentine's day gift, not many in the whole world would have survived that far, and I am not sure if anyone would have been able to maintain any sensibility by the end.

So I decided that I am going to show the whole world how much I've loved her and how I've been wronged.


I decided to finally get my dream of being a great singer/musician/songwriter rolling and at the same time get my story out to the world.

I approached a talented and upcoming composer from SA and set the ball in motion. To build a rapport with him, and also to give him an insight into the gravity of the situation I've been through and was still going through, I told him a very brief account of what I suffered and how I want to bring my story to the world.

A few day later, I got a message from my very talented friend that someone from a TV channel has approached him for a project and when she inquired about his current pre-occupation, he gave a brief account of what we were planning. The girl promised to give our work etc. airtime in quite a few countries across the globe and expressed a desire to be kept in the scheme of things.

Now, I was angry with the girl I loved, but I was still very much in love with her. I wanted to somehow get my honour back and also the love of my life, but I wasn't clear as to what to do and how to do it. I politely refused the offer and told my good friend clearly:

"Look, there are already so many problems, so many walls and a great barrier between me and her. I don't wanna do anything that will push her further away from me. I do want to become successful and I will do the right thing when the right time comes. But what use to me are a million bucks and all the fame if she is not the one I am sharing and enjoying 'em with? I am doing all this for her." (Rough quote but very near to what I said. Retaining the same zest, if I may.)

Anyway, he understood, or so I believe, and we moved on to the next part of our negotiations, the contract. We had a few issues over there and we had to finally shelve our plans of working together, and we parted ways amicably.

Honestly though, I thought one of the phrase he was adamant on adding to the contract was intended to tie me up in a way that subsequently I would have been arm twisted into making a deal with the channel he was suggesting.

The stuff I had just been through in my life made it hard for me to trust him and I offered him a contract that gave me my freedom, but the price he asked to sign it was beyond my budget. So, here I am working hard and getting ready to claim my honour and love back through my own hard work and dedication.

Although it's funny that the same channel has offered my love a deal now!!

Smell a rat?

I do, but I don't care anymore, cause I know it's not what she does, or what someone else does, that's gonna make my destiny now. It's what I am gonna do, that's what's gonna make my destiny.

I earlier tried to contact three very talented singers on youtube with an offer to work with me on my album, twins Janice and Sonia, and Bridgette Doran, all amazing girls with gifted voices and perfect for the songs and related videos that I had picked up for them, but I never got a reply from them. And the fact that both the twins, as well as Bridgette were busy with something in Los Angeles, the city where I was sinned against, didn't ring any bells in my ears? You bet.

I firmly believe now that someone in Los Angeles is trying hard to stop me and my love from being together.

Now that leaves one question about me and the girl that I love: "Do I love her?"

YES, I still do!!

I still love her as much as I have ever did, and I am gonna make myself what she would happily love to marry, but the question is, do I trust her? Or maybe perhaps she would rather love to ask, "Can I trust you?'

Well, all I can say is that when I trusted her, I told her the worst chapter of my life (till that time) that only my family and a few good friends knew, and that too, before she decided as to whether she should say yes to me or not!! I still have that post in my sent items as one of the two items sent on July 7, 2009!! (US/Aus dates!?)

After all this, if she still doesn't trust me then can she expect me to trust her?

Anyway, the fact is that "I still love her."

Trust your love only if you yourself are trustworthy.
Amanpreet Singh Rai

Of an honest ordinary man, buses, girls and relationships!!

What is the one thing even the mightiest, richest and most powerful of all men are scared off?

An ordinary honest man, who may have no power or influence but who, when not on sale, can't be bought by the richest of the rich, who when not ready to bow, can't be subdued by the mightiest of the mighty. No wonder how all the revolutions in the history of mankind have been a result of the ordinary man on street deciding enough is enough and that he's not going to take things lying down anymore, or bear the might of the self-willed ruling class.

However, a revolution is always a result of a combined effort of most ordinary men and women (in case the feminists haven't taken too kindly to my use of the proverbial "man" over here) and is always the outcome of an overflow of common, simmering discontent of public, against a common oppressing force. Whereas in most common daily life situation, ordinary men and women are generally waging their lonely battles of life, and most of them are not honest enough to resist the temptations they encounter to give up their interests for the sake of the interests of those in positions of strength.

However, once in a while an ordinary man that is honest enough, occassionally causes a stir by his adamance to not accepting the dictat of those who like to think of this world as their father's personal property and forget that in nearer or farther future, everybody will have to face THE ONE who actually retains all rights to this abode, as well as the other abode.

Such a man not only gives the high and mighty a feeling of shame at their own inadequacies, morallessness and characterlessness, but also gives them nightmares as to how and what to do so that his resistance can be subdued.

Fortunately for them, and unfortunately for the honest ordinary man, a solution is neither far, nor too tough.

Other ordinary men, who are as weak, as immoral and as dishonest, as the rich and mighty, gladly help them by working together and against the honest, lonely crusader, plotting his downfall, or planning to trap him.

An honest man is easily overcome, not by the power or might of money or force, but his own common, ordinary but dishonest, weak and corrupt brothren.

What if the same ordinary men and women, who let themselves to be used as pet dogs by the rich and mighty for the sake of a few bits and pieces thrown at them, were to stand up to the same shameless modern goons? "This world will be a much better place to live in," will be a grotesque understatement in that case.

"Are you a LION, or a DOG?" everybody gets the same option to pick from, but no one is strong enough to make the tough choice.

I choose to be a LION, what about you?

Anyway, there is a blind girl in some corner of this world, who broke all the boundaries of shame, dignity, morals and nobility, and dared to strip this honest man of his dignity and what for? Just because I loved her more than anything else, and cared to give her all I had, and dared to profess my feelings to her?

She may have as well killed me, if she hadn't it in her to be honest and dignified enough, cause the pain of being humiliated for no fault of yours makes your life much more painful than perhaps a dagger drawn through your heart to finish it all in one single stroke.

However, after all that she's done to me, I still love her and still want her to be the best part of my life, the better half of me.

Now that brings me to the second part of the heading for this post, "buses, girls and relationships."

Right from my later schooling years through to all the years in various colleges, and finally university, I have heard this particular saying, "Never run after a bus, train or a girl. One goes, the other comes!" True it was, and true it is, but there is an ugly side to it.

When you are young, say a teenager, or perhaps early youth, or early twenties, it is a good principle to guide you through the emotional turmoils of good and bad relationships. However, once you inch towards the wrong end of your youth, i.e., end of twenties, and are at the doorsteps of middle years of life, or have started that phase, this philosophy can ruin your entire life.

When you edge towards middle age other things become important for consideration, like planing your personal life, planing your kids, then planing for your kids, etc. And besides, you have to keep in mind how you also don't want to be stuck with arthritis by the time you get your first grandchild.

If someone still follows the same adage of "buses, trains and girls/guys" there is every chance that they will miss the right person and the right time and end up not only getting late, but also with the wrong person. Suppose you were to end up with a person who also believes in the same adage, where will you be left with?

This philosophy curtails your adjustment skills and hyphenates your ego. You fail to realize the importance of shared responsibilities, accepting shortcomings, setting common goals and making adjustments to your own bad behaviour. Results are destructive.

I know I am a good guy and will make any girl I marry happy, and also, I have a lot of options infront of me for a bright future and can always get a better girl, definitely far more prettier than her, and possibly a million times better person. But, I still love her and don't want to give up on her. You will ask why? Is it that she means so much to me? Or is it just my ego?

Yes, that is how much she means to me, she has always meant to me, and she will always mean to me, in case she returns to me. To give you an example, I know she dreams of making a huge name for herself, with a lot of fame. Even I wanted to have a big name for myself one day and actually I was starting on my plan of action for the same when she happened to me. I gave up my dream because I knew for a balanced and happy family life, both of us can't be running after our individual dreams. One has to make a sacrifice, and I decided that it would be better if I was the one who did it. That is how much she matters to me.

Any chance that it is my ego? No, not at all. Look, I can't be running after girls all my life. She may not be the prettiest, but she is beautiful enough to blind me, and many times more beautiful than most other girls. She may not be a good person at heart, but then who is perfect? Whenever you start a relationship, depending upon how much you value the other half, you always have to make adjustments. If you won't, the relationship won't last. I am ready to make the adjustments needed to carry this relationship cause I know, she is no more worse than any other modern girl that one may come across on the streets. Perhaps, she might be slightly better than most.

Besides she is the right age for me, just like I am for her. The girl should be a few years younger to the guy she marries for two reasons. Firstly, men are often very serious is nature and generally their angle of looking at life and way of dealing with situations makes them that way, tough and unyealding, who don't know how to have fun. A younger wife is the freshness and effervescence one needs in a relationship to keep it fragrant and avoid stagnation, while his seriousness makes sure they both don't loose track of their life and associated plans.

Secondly, even though a younger girl means bubbliness in a relationship, but even so, it is a fact that girls are always maturer than their age. And that is a result of two reasons; genetic, as well as environmental. Girls generally attain puberty 1-2 years ahead of guys making them aware of their sexuality and others aware of it too, a couple of years ahead of the boys. Environmental variables include the girls being object of attention and a subject of lust of other men (and women, for the feminists pleasure) which makes them even more aware of their form, situation and surroundings, making them mature quicker mentally, perhaps adding another 2-3 years to her mental growth.

So, a girl is generally bubblier than a man the same age by natural instincts, but if a man was to marry the girl his own age, he is actually marrying a person who is mentally 4-5 years maturer than him, which definitely makes the relationship more plane and bland on one hand, and a bit im-maturish from the girl's perspective. So effectively, the best age balance between a husband and wife should be 4-5 years difference, which fits me and her.

If one treats relationships like buses and trains, opportunities and warranty cards, that person's life is in serious danger of becoming a bus stop where a lot of people come and go, but no one stays for long, an out-dated product which still has got a warranty but no one wants to buy that product.

At one point or the other in life, one has to stop runing away from relationships and commitments and stick with one person, if one wants to have a happy future.

She is where I stop.

I trust my love,
Amanpreet Singh Rai

Are you ready to face GOD?

The question, "Do you believe in GOD?" is not just a question of one's beliefs, but represents an age old conflict of physical and spiritual realities. There are people who go to crazy lengths to prove their love, affection and devotion to HIS higher self, and then their are sceptics who call themselves atheists and claim a lack of belief in a higher authority which is over and above all exixtence. So if you are wondering what am I trying to state by putting forth this query, the answer is simple.

"I believe in GOD and believe he's watching each and every action of ours, and that, we will be held accountable for all of our deeds when we die."

"When we die?" Doesn't it sound like a long time away right now? Well, I ask you people to ask yourself two questions:

Firstly, what is the exact age when a person dies?

Secondly, how many things do we do in our day to day lives which can result in an accident that can actually cause our untimely demise? Just think of all the things you do, starting from the time you spend in your bathroom, to the time you work in kitchen and other places in home where you come in contact with electrical appliances, the time you spend travelling, and the place you work, the kind of work that is involved, leading up to the time you actually get back home and finally retire for the day.

Now add to all these things the activities that are out of your control, say for example accidents that may be caused by someone else's mistake, acts of terrorism, and above all, nature's final verdicts, like earthquakes, volcanoes, tsunamis, etc.

I am sure by now you all will have a long list of things to be scared of. Now add to it the uncertainity associated with all these causes. We may actually never get a chance to even repent or seek forgiveness for our deeds from GOD before we actually find ourselves standing infront of HIM.

But my purpose over here is not to make anyone paranoid, or a recluse, or even a hermit. I rather want to awaken the conscience of everyone or anyone who reads this piece.

Now that we all have a list of things that can potentially kill us anyday of our lives, lets us ask ourselves only one question, "What if I was to die and realize that there is indeed a GOD, what will I say to HIM if HE asks me why I did what I did?"

We all do things that we in our heart of hearts know, were wrong and/or hurtful. Now imagine GOD asking you the question why you did those things and why you shouldn't be punished for them?

So what can we do the least to avoid such a scenario?

Simple!

Everytime you are about to do something which is going to have a direct impact on someone else's life, think carefully, "What if this happens to be the last thing I do in this life? Can I be forgiven for my actions? Will I forgive someone who does the same thing to me, or would I like that someone to be forgiven?"

As long as you are honest with yourself (which I don't think should be hard thing 'cause if you are not honest with yourself, who will you be honest with and what sort of a person are you anyway?) I don't think any one of you will go wrong, or more aptly, do wrong. Otherwise, everyone's time will come, sooner or later.

And lastly for those who don't believe in GOD, I dare them to do one thing:

Say to yourselves only once, "There is no GOD. No one can hurt me. I will never suffer for any of my actions." Say it to yourself in your head and belive it. Once you have done that, never ever ask for forgiveness for it.

As far as I am concerned, I believe in GOD and I believe my every action as a human being is accountable and I will get punsihed for anything wrong that I may do. So I don't do anything wrong, atleast not knowingly. And for all the things that I have done wrong in the past, I have already suffered my share of punishment for them, and they were really harsh.

So, believe in GOD and have faith in love.
Amanpreet Singh Rai

Why punish Jesus for our sins?

Somehow I got a feeling, perhaps with all the media circus the "Particle Accelerator Experiment" of CERN has generated, many people would have been forced to wonder if there is a GOD as we all humans have known for so long in our lives? What about our, yours truly included (and quiet well so), belief in THE ONE who has created it all? After only 20 centuries since JESUS died for us all, have we come to a point where we are powerful enough to question the very existence of the one we've always considered not only to be the most powerful, but also the only source of all power?

I know I am asking a question that is truly and vastly beyond my powers of intellect, spiritual enlightenment, and also my religious origins. But before anyone makes any assessments, let me assure you that coming from a devout sikh family, we've always believed in Christ and the path he's shown the humanity, an alternate route to being one with THE ONE. We refer to him as "Esah Masih" which means "Jesus, the Mesiah".

Anyway, before I get to what I think I know about Jesus' way let me first settle any queries that challenge the very existence of my beloved GOD, just because of a funky experiment we humans have the audacity to waste billions of tax payers money on, when no one working on it can guarantee in written if the whole thing won't suck-up the entire globe into one of the miniscule blackholes generated during the wasteful monstrocity.

Say everything goes fine with the experiment, and by the end of the decade we know the entire story about our universe, right from it's nappy days, to it's current hippie tone, so what?

We may get to know how the universe was created, but how does that answer, why the universe was created? Where the universe was created? Who created the universe? If the universe had to be created, what was the need for the non-living matter to combine into to parasitic non-living forms that only know how to consume, waste and destroy, rather than adding anything constructive to the cause of the universe?

Why does a mass of cells start to live a life as an individual, and when the same individual dies, the same mass of cells stops functioning?

Well, I don't know what answer could possibly be for all these questions, but I do believe that there is definitely someone who is more powerful than all of us and that is THE ONE we refer to as GOD.

Jesus, did a favour to the whole of humanity and showed us all a way of how to get in touch with HIM after we die, by getting rid of the sins we commit during our lives as humans on this globe. He sacrificed himself to show us all the meaning of love, truth and honesty. And if that was not enough, he gave us the biggest gift that only the son of GOD could have given us. He offered to suffer for our sins in place of us, so that we may enjoy the comforts of heaven in the presence of GOD, after we all die.

Jesus suffers the punishment for the sins of anyone who believes in him, goes to him and seeks pardon for his mistakes and misdeeds. Jesus takes all his sins on himself so that the punishment of GOD could be administered and justice be provided to the one who suffered.

Jesus is the purest of all and yet he's suffering punishment after punishment, not in heaven, but the dreaded place we all sinful mortals don't want to go. Jesus can't be with his father, our GOD, because of our sins, and his promise to get us rid of all of 'em.

So everytime you do something that you know is sinful, hurtful, or bad, remember one thing if you believe in Jesus, "The moment you will accept your mistakes and seek forgiveness from him, all your sins will be transfered on to Jesus, who will then suffer for your sins, so that you can be rid of 'em."

Don't make Jesus suffer for your wrong doings. He's already suffered a lot for us. Please, stop sining!!

Believe in GOD and trust your love, like I do.
Amanpreet Singh Rai