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April 25, 2007 by ibhog

- I don’t know, it’s just a feeling, I don’t know much about love by the way, but sometimes I think it’s more than just the words “I love you”.

- Of course it’s more than just this, love, in my opinion, is a world in its own, full of diversities, persons, kinds and feelings. I think that all the kinds of feelings humans have, is just a consequence of loving or not loving.

- Hatred is a kind of love …

- And how is that?!

- Well, when you hate someone or something, it’s probably because you love another thing or another someone, or maybe it ends up like, you love yourself and the things you do, so you hate anything else.

- Mmmm, you know, because love is about people, so it’s best describing those people to show how things can be beautiful by love. I mean love is made by people and people, through love, can really change, change hard times into good times and so.

- Mentioning that love has many kinds, what are they?

- Well, there are many … for example, family love with its kinds, friend love which I think is one kind, also the famous love between the two sides of our human world. Each has its unique odor that makes you really into describing or hearing about. The thing is that, love is, somehow, bigger, than to be explained, and it also contains in it many moralities, you know, when you told me about that part of your story, the one you are planning to write, when you were narrating, love appeared in two ways, the way you were looking at and describing the little girl, also the way the man ran to save her, maybe that can not be considered love, in its strict meaning, but it’s sure a feeling that can only originate from a loving heart, the heart that loves children. It is moral, because it ends up in good deeds that please many kinds of true humans. I know I sound like a philosopher or a monk.

- A lover indeed!

- Well, according to my philosophy, everyone is lovers.

- Actually, regarding the part I narrated, I consider that the man who ran to her, well, I consider him more responsible than a lover, I mean, I agree of course that he loves children, but in that particular part, he ran because he felt responsible for the little child.

- Responsibility is a great deal about love, in fact, any relationship that lacks this feeling is not considered love by me. If a mother doesn’t feel responsible for her youngsters, then simply she doesn’t love them, if one doesn’t care about his/her friend, then simply it’s not even friendship. If a man loves a woman, and he is not responsible for her, then simply they are playing.

- That’s what I meant by there is something missing, I think.

- What’s wrong with you, ibhog, you don’t seem well?

- Nothing …

- You went to college in the last period?

- Yeah, whatever.

- OK, there is something you are stuck with?

- Not really, it’s just the normal headache.

- Hmmm, I have an idea …

- What …

- It’s a game, to just relieve the pressure, well I mean to entertain.

- Let me guess …Chess??

- You know I wouldn’t do this to you …

- Then what?

- Well, discovering that you are a good person about conveying your feelings, ok, I knew that from when you talked about your best friend, and also when you narrated that part, I really think that you can be better, so, the game is simply as follows, each one of us should grab a paper with a pencil. First, I will take your paper, and write in it a phrase that you should describe and convey whatever you see about it, just let things fall down, you will do the same for me, you will write a phrase in my paper, then I will begin in writing anything related to it ___

- I don’t understand …

- Alright silly, let’s take your boring part of the story as an example, consider that I wrote this phrase in your paper “You are riding a bus and you saw a crying girl in the street”, so you came up with the brilliant idea that she is actually lost, and you began to describe whatever you see happening, real or even imagined. You can consider it a writing game, and also try to entertain by just saying all what you want.

- You are giving me the chance to make fun of myself …

- Well, I think we are good friends so I won’t laugh … unless it’s something really hilarious, I mean no superman stuff, unless you’re imaging some feeling.

- Wait a minute, you are reading what I write??

- Oh my God, you are so stupid now, if I am not reading what you write, then I’d better go write my stuff privately, what’s the game in this?!

- Alright, alright … sorry, I just … well … ___

- OK, ok, just write this in the paper when we start the game.

- Well, you are the one beginning, I am not in the mood now to write, and besides, I want to know about your writing, maybe then I’ll be in the mood, in case you didn’t write something totally messy to make me hate writing.

- Agree if you like to stare at me when I write, I really encourage that we both write at the same time, so, here is my paper, you should now write a phrase in it that I should talk about, choose anything; a situation, a scene in a movie, a song lyric, a fiction thing, a word about someone, a feeling, anything.

- Mmmm, let me see … (writing)

- I hope you liked the idea … actually, I myself don’t believe I came out with a game idea.

- Here. (handing the paper in)

- (reading)

- Well then, I really want to know what you are going to write about this.

- OK, it seems interesting; you can give me like 15 mins.

- I think we should make the time unlimited.

- Okay, here I go, give me your paper please, yes you are not staring at me.

- Ohh … okay … (handing the empty paper)

- (writing quickly)

- Easy mate … I want something clam.

- Here … (handing the paper in). I think you will do really well.

- (reading) … oh my oh my, I have no experience about this nor info.

- That would make the competition fair.

- I think I won’t do well the first time; I am really not in the mood.

- I always think being not in the mood is the reason people begin to write in the first place.

- Well, here we go. (writing), and btw, I like the game.

- May the best … whatever … win. (writing)

To be continued,

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