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Friday, December 23, 2005

Have yourself a merry merry christmas

And as the streets lighted up with all colours and faces of joy and celebration, Christmas was drawing near. Young Lucas Wilkie was jus yet another boy covered in snow all the time with insufficient cloth and warmth. Not to mention, a home that only had himself. Yes, Young Lucas was an orphan with often no family around him. In his clattered coat and a towel as a makeshift scarf, night was falling soon with the sun being called home to rest. And as he paced through the countless christmas trees at every block of the street inside every cosy home, the feelings inside him enveloped a sign of sadness and envy. It was brittle yet unbreakable the feeling he had inside, such that was immune.

Lucas WIlkie had one lucky touch though, this year he had a touch of love. Yes thats right, Lucas had fallen in love with a girl. Jessie Turner wasn the tallest girl in class but had beautiful curled hair which made her so mysterious everytime it covered the side of her face. She was your girl next door with an angelic voice as Young Lucas would recall during her choir performances at the carols.

As popular as he was though , Lucas always felt empty. I guess Jessie filled that void. It was christmas once again and everytime they strolled down to that snowy path on route to home, it was joyous yet sad as it always seemed short though they took the longest way home and did so much as trudge home . IT was on this day , 23rd December that Lucas was to be called in to his first ever Christmas dinner, with Jessie's family. The young man agreed gallantly as he gave her one of those i'll see you tomorrow pecks before letting out that smile.Life seemed good and well on the way as he made his way back home that only had himself and a roommate he never spoke to. Yeah, you could say all was fine and dandy.

One thing he never figured out was why his roommate whom he cohabited for almost 5 months with never uttered a single word although he occasionally took the mail for him. It was an unsual relationship they had although life was still normal and everything else was still ubiquitous. Their time together never seemed like it had to work, whatever took place jus happened without notice or system like time itself, it was incessant. His roommate was forever an enigma, one he thought he'd never be able to figure out.

December 25th and boy was it a great affair. It wasno more groundhog days where all seemed oh so stagnant. It was instead waking up to tunes of let it snow by frank sinatra, John Lennons, Harry Connick jnrs, and of course , that Santa Claus is coming to town. It was alien to Lucas but he was getting used to it. Lucas's mother had died when giving birth to him and his dad died not long later in an accident. To Lucas, noting worst could happen but never did he expect the best to befall him. It was luck he was new to. He had gottentogether with Jessie for about a week or so and that was good enough. But i guess the best news for him was a christmas dinner, the feel of a family.

He put on his best looking shirt accompanied by long khakis pants that complimented his shirt really well with of course, his old shabby chuck taylors that still made him look good. Lucas felt welcomed into a world he was unfamiliar with . He was being welcomed to a world that was merry and joyful. That was love. Love is something too, thjat is ubiquitous. In the airports, when friends lovers or reltaives embrace, or in coffee houses when people talk their days through, or a day at the library spending time with books that they loved so very much. Life was suddenly colorful for Lucas and he couldn understand why. However, he knew that "man up there" works in mysterious ways. He knew that whatever happened, God would make a way.
On his way down , he met his roommate all dressed up and he hence greeted, " Looking great i see, Merry Christmas mate!"

To his much anticipated feel, it was to no avail. The roommate, he knew as Spence Trevors, gave a lifeless smile only to move on although he looked his best with a polo and slacks that matched his sunken look almost all the time. Anyways, Lucas shrugged off whatever was on his mind and sped on pacing far ahead of a slowly trudging Spence.

He was greeted with the warmest of smiles, And the best of dinners. Lucas felt warm and as he sat down on the couch, playing with the house dog, with the family during gifts exchange, The atmosphere was cosy and comfy. The snow pouring down accompanied by jazzy christmas music that now enveloped no envy, but warmth, and love. But yet as Lucas peered out into the window and outside of a street opposite the home, he saw himself. He saw a boy standing in the cold alone stepping out of a random 7-11 smoking cigs. But that was past him and with that he turned back to The girl that made him realize everything else in life was important as of now. He embraced Jessie and continued with a family that seemd like his.

The boy smoking cigs turned back at that very moment when Lucas turned away. That boy was Spence Trevors. Alone he was but seemed unaffected although filled with envy.

Its so funny how not every single being is happy on christmas day. Life is a cycle, irregardless of who you are. I know that i had little to be joyous about in the past but now i know i have everything in my hands with a warm family and lots of love to give and have. Like lucas, he had found warmth. But yet as i am typing this in a manner that i feel very much lucky and elated, there is Spence , out there somewhere in a state of melancholy and a tinge of rancor. As we embrace what we have in life, we need to realise that out there someone isn clothed, someone is eating and that someone is alone. In the meantime, we remeber a moment of grace and remember that we are comfortable with our loved ones. We cherish what we have been given and we ask of nothing more in return. So as the tunes play and my christmas tree lights at 530 am in the morning, i come to you here hoping that all of you have yourself a merry merry christmas.

Enjoy.

12/23/2005 10:29:00 PM



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