Love and Brutus

"There is a tide in the affairs of men which taken at the flood, leads on to fortune; omitted, all the voyage of their life is bound in shallows and in miseries"

Some things are not planned, like falling in love and hoping it'll pass the test of time and fortune.

Bruce has gone back to where he's pursuing his dreams. My dreams seem to be taking shape. But life seems to be moving so fast, that at times I feel somewhere I just lost my way and got stranded in a labyrinth. Things were not meant to be so complicated.

But then, there's always a flip side to every situation...things I had almost always wanted are taking a concrete shape, and I am in love with a guy who loves me as much. Not many guys can say that for themselves. I'm happy...just not content somehow.

Al (one of my closest friends) gave me a whole new, and correct perspective to my situation. I was cribbing about how complicated things are, and she snapped back, "Dude! You are a guy, in love with another guy, in India! Things don't quite get more complicated. So stop cribbing and just be gay already!"

It's kind of funny how I had forgotten about the whole "being gay in India" thing in the midst of everything. It felt good.

PS: Bruce had sent me the quote...it's from Julius Caeser. I could fall for him just because of this. He's all that, and much more. I should stop before the mush turns to slush! :P

just an update!

So we got the first person to comment saying that we do not blog often enough...well...that's actually very, very true!

However, B's turning 30 this saturday, and we are having a small get together of sorts with all our friends from chennai, and one particluar friend of B who I hate. Well...apparently he hates me back in turn, and somehow that makes me feel even better about myself.

Well, all that said and done, Bruce is coming back to Chennai :D

Yippie!

about a boy

I think I like someone. I think I like him a lot. The question is, how much is enough. Where do you draw the line between falling in love and choosing the best of what you have?

I am very sure I would rather be alone than get into a relationship just because I want one. It's funny, but somehow I guess, it'll be easier for me to judge if or not I am in love if the someone--let's call him Bruce; well, if Bruce were not the best guy I've ever been with.

He's charming, intelligent, funny, and understands those irrational moments that I seem to have way too often. The paradox, if Bruce weren't all that he is, I possibly wouldn't have fallen for him, bit since he is, how do I know for sure that I'd not just walk away if one fine day I realize that He's not all that I had thought he was. Where does brain stop and heart begin?

It's like a problem in probability, and I love probability, mathematically speaking. But the one in hand, well, way too many variables with no seeming correlating formulae and random time bound weightages.

Some people really spend their lives together. I wish someone would tell me how they knew.

Scary bit...how do I know that the flutter of a butterfly wouldn't bring the world crashing?