Thursday, March 30, 2006
hi da maplai,
what no reply....guess what ive started writing the greatest book of my life. its called fist daughter's closet.its gonna be really big. ill send it to u once im done with it....but for now ill send a small part of it...chapter 5....isnt this how u felt in ur last moment. Sorry for taking some of your qualities but i had to :-) ....................... Burke always used to fascinated by death. He always wondered how it would feel once your dead. Would you be in an eternal slumber with dreams alone or not even that. Or would you be alive beside everybody without them being able to see along with all those dead before you. He was going to get answers to all his questions. Death was fast approaching. He looked back in time to search for any memories. He was an orphan who had never seen his parents. He had no happy family memories and was brought up in an orphanage. He brought himself up and the only thing he could remember about his childhood was his teacher’s face. There was nothing called happiness in his life other than Sara and it was fitting that her face would be the last he saw. He started getting fear that he was gonna die and never again see his beloved Sara and his best friend. He thought to himself, “its really cool, the human body. When it has life its able to create mountains and achieve wonders. But one small moment is enough to take the life away and make it a piece of junk that can’t do anything but create a foul smell. One small mistake in life is enough to cost you dear and give hand over to you the greatest punishment of not being able to see the world anymore.” There was no more pain. Now he could feel himself fade away. His eyes were slowly closing. Now finally the moments he spent with his few loved ones flashed before his eyes. In a fraction of a second he saw Sara grow up all over again. His final gaze fell on Sara before his eyes closed forever. Whoosh! Two aircrafts flew past. That was the last thing he heard. A waste of a good life. Born in a barn, he was found by some farmers along with the body of his mother. He lived off his own hard work and showed the world the power of determination. He didn’t have a wife nor kids. But he had one daughter…..Sara to whom he dedicated all his love to. He never experienced any pleasure in life other than bringing up his best friend’s daughter. He never experienced the feeling called love throughout his life but yet he achieved for the happiness of his parent’s spirit. Burke Johnson (1962- Forever) “BORN TO BE A STAR” …………………….
nice na...ill catch ya later.... bye
ganesh
what no reply....guess what ive started writing the greatest book of my life. its called fist daughter's closet.its gonna be really big. ill send it to u once im done with it....but for now ill send a small part of it...chapter 5....isnt this how u felt in ur last moment. Sorry for taking some of your qualities but i had to :-) ....................... Burke always used to fascinated by death. He always wondered how it would feel once your dead. Would you be in an eternal slumber with dreams alone or not even that. Or would you be alive beside everybody without them being able to see along with all those dead before you. He was going to get answers to all his questions. Death was fast approaching. He looked back in time to search for any memories. He was an orphan who had never seen his parents. He had no happy family memories and was brought up in an orphanage. He brought himself up and the only thing he could remember about his childhood was his teacher’s face. There was nothing called happiness in his life other than Sara and it was fitting that her face would be the last he saw. He started getting fear that he was gonna die and never again see his beloved Sara and his best friend. He thought to himself, “its really cool, the human body. When it has life its able to create mountains and achieve wonders. But one small moment is enough to take the life away and make it a piece of junk that can’t do anything but create a foul smell. One small mistake in life is enough to cost you dear and give hand over to you the greatest punishment of not being able to see the world anymore.” There was no more pain. Now he could feel himself fade away. His eyes were slowly closing. Now finally the moments he spent with his few loved ones flashed before his eyes. In a fraction of a second he saw Sara grow up all over again. His final gaze fell on Sara before his eyes closed forever. Whoosh! Two aircrafts flew past. That was the last thing he heard. A waste of a good life. Born in a barn, he was found by some farmers along with the body of his mother. He lived off his own hard work and showed the world the power of determination. He didn’t have a wife nor kids. But he had one daughter…..Sara to whom he dedicated all his love to. He never experienced any pleasure in life other than bringing up his best friend’s daughter. He never experienced the feeling called love throughout his life but yet he achieved for the happiness of his parent’s spirit. Burke Johnson (1962- Forever) “BORN TO BE A STAR” …………………….
nice na...ill catch ya later.... bye
ganesh
