its my brother's birthday today

its my brother's birthday today....he's 25 by the way.
though he never reads this. but
good brother. cos he likes home. he likes to stay at home. and he cares more about the family than so many other things. haha... so yeah.. remember the times he used to come home right after JC to play computer with me, or just kick a soccer ball with me...
when i was in JC, he went to US already, and i didn't have that option....
though i really wish i had him around
i really hope he doesn't migrate.......
really hope he doesn't.... that'll hurt. and maybe i'll migrate too if he does

anyway we're all so old now...
and all those hopes and dreams u once had, seem to disappear...
i think mr gandhi always had that hope he could cling on to
that was probably a gift from God. a shining light that he could see.....
all the time
i... on the other hand, can't see that light half the time.
but i know its there.
its a huge difference u know.
its as big as the difference between right and wrong.

this woman in my church has a wish...
that she might have her own piano concert...
yet. people turned her down
u know why?
despite all that we know and learn in church
we're all hypocritical people
one day that might change....
one day....

then i would say again.. "perhaps, perhaps...."
"we'd finally know the meaning of "Utopia"."

-the question of the universal versus the particular-

then again... it means "outopia"... and u ask what is that.