A few Lines For the Chap who died.

On one sweet night this chap decided to quit gaming for a reason Unknown and Mystic to the Fraggers. Probably none was ever interested and why should anyone be? Their isnt one Single reason to be an Addict or a Verbose.
People become addicts if they fall into the category of Passionate Individuals. And Verboses - For me its a pleasure because I kinda fall into the category for their are three kinds of statements I make according some intimate chaps
1. No one understands Why I made the statement.
2. Even if they do they dont get What was told i.e what was the reference.
3. And even if someone knows the Why and What he can't make out the reason it was made.

Cutting the crap out - Let's get into the real passions as to who died and why did he die.
A chap who was an addict to gaming quit gaming for a reason, that was a different addiction. Moving from one addiction to another is tough. You equally understand the fact that any addiction is BAD - its a FACT. But Men will be Men and Passionate Individuals are truly Addicted to anything they LOVE. This chap died for the gaming world - but never quit his LOVE for gaming. Games were/are and will always be his PASSION. But some people fail to admit the difference between a Learner and a Pro-gamer. And death is something that signifies that someone can't really come back to LIFE. But in the virtual world re-spawn is always an option.

I HAVE A DREAM
To have a house on a plain square piece of Land by the side of a Lake surrounded by a Peak and a Canyon. On the other side of the Canyon are Snow laden peaks and when you look down you shall find the river flowing turbulently with the force of the Almighty, Birds chirping with open wings in the Blue Horizon. Winds chilling the bones and giving the taste of alcohol to the Forehead. Facing the bright SUN with a bare bosom, open arms, feeling the aroma of blissful ecstasy. Then comes the Naked truth surrounding him into Her arms letting him taste the sweet nectar of her LIPS, engulfing him into her enigmatic PERSONA. This man is speechless, thoughtless, and motionless, has become a brutal mammal following the abolutions like a howl, still engrossed by the lustrous beauty. Then something shakes him, his head is wounded by the balls of ice falling like cannons from the sky which was once BLUE. It has become black overladen with nimbus'. There is no light, the SUN has shrunk to an eclipse. The lady has turned into a Vampire and is Sucking the LIFE out of me, I have no blood, my lungs dont move, my eyes are senseless. I am Dead.
I am lying dead on the plateau of eldorado in my dreams - a complex blend of fairy tales and nightmares. Somehow i feel an immense sense of pleasure and it seems as if someone is trying to tickle my ribs with snowflakes. After immense hardships and pains I finally rub my eyes to feel myself on the same Bed where I was the Last night, there is no bliss, there is no emotion, I am Hungry, Thirsty and Melancholic. But hark there is this IDIOT box running on MAX treble shaking my feet and pleading me to relieve it and others from the Pain. And then with a gust of joy I wake up with miles on my face wiping out the tears of the night before.
So eventually - Life is game in inches GENTLEMEN, either you hail as a team or die as Individuals - But its nice to have a taste of each and every spectacle of joy and pain i.e if you can take it.

GANDALF.