Like A RainDrop In The Desert

The year was 2009, 2^nd of May around 5 something in the morning:

Sitting at Cha-Cha-Cha (Budapest) talking about all the great memories we had over the last few months only opened up more emotional discomfort. And then you cried, those tears leaving me confused and helpless. This was never meant to be serious. You knew about what I have been through, how its been and how it was going to turn out. Yet, we gave too much…..

If only things could be different.  I would risk it all because of a girl like you because end of the day isn’t that what life is about. And hope you know that I meant it this time, every single word – these were meaningful well-selected words and not the 14 February 2011 kind. Maybe, if everything works out – in a year or two we can try this all over again”.

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Most Unwelcomed – Asian Nightmare

I am sometimes alarmed how unwelcoming certain groups of people are to strangers. These are strangers who are forced to travel thousands of miles away from their loved ones to work in jobs that no ‘developed/educated’ person would want, for a pay that is so minimal or little that’s its value is only felt when it is converted to a weaker currency.