Story..

Once upon a time, there was a little boy who loved to find out about things. His curiosity was such, that in quest to learn more he did many things. Reading, Learning about music, computers, sports, studies, he did them all.

Some he excelled in, some he did not, nonetheless, he tried his best in all that he did.

One day, as he was on his way home from school, he came upon a scene. He was at the bus stop when he saw an elderly couple crossing the road. The old couple held on to each other as they crossed the road. It was an interesting scene, something about it that made him wonder. An older student who sat next to him exclaimed: "Wow, at that age, they still cared so much about each other."

It was at that moment, that the little boy though to himself. Caring for each other? Who loved more?

As he went home that day, he pondered and wondered, finally he concluded.

Who is happier? To love, or to be loved?

To that end, the little boy kept that question at the bottom of his heart and went about doing his own things.

Time went by swiftly. Days turned into weeks, weeks spun into months, months fly by into years..

The little boy was older now, and for his first time, he met some friends. They spent alot of wonderful times together. Short, but sweet. He fell in love, and though things were not meant to be, he was in love.

As quickly as it begun, she put an abrupt stop to their friendship. She was of a different class it seemed, she was smarter and richer and sometimes, life just isn't fair.

He cried.

For the first time in his life.

It hurt. And he thought to himself, does love hurt so?


Who is happier? To love, or to be loved?

Time came and quickly gone by.

He met another in the same school. She was younger by 2 years. They spent many a night on the phone, laughing and joking and having a great time. Friendship blossomed into love so he though..

And like all things that happens too quickly, she had to go.. you see, she was not from the same place as the boy. And as her departure date drew closer, he went into a frenzy, calling her, talking to her. And she in return, wrote a small dairy for him. Within she used her favorite stickers, his photos and many other objects which they will remember them by and kept it all inside.

A memory of their past times together.

And then, the day came.. and she left.

For a awhile, the boy was once again heartbroken. Again his little heart was shattered.

He made calls to her overseas..

but time and distance had a way of killing things..

and while she maintained her feelings. He couldn't and wouldn't.

And he met her close friend, and fell for her..

Things were wonderful for a time..

This time round, others came into the picture.

"she is not good for you, they said.. "

"she will pull you away.. they said"

And he believed them.

He left her, a broken girl.

More than she ever know, he was himself shattered within.

Who is happier? To love, or to be loved?

Perhaps, he will never find true love, he thought to himself. The path of true love never did run smooth. He thought..

Is it so hard?

Maybe.. time will tell..

To be continued..