The name old man of Aran comes from a song by Nik Kershaw's 'The riddle', and I really like the song and hence the blog name.

The Riddle

i got two strong arms
blessings of babylon
with time to carry on
and try
for sins and alarms
so to america the brave
wise men save

near a tree by a river
there's a hole in the ground
where an old man of aran
goes around and around
and his mind is a beacon
in the veil of the night
for a strange kind of fashion
there's a wrong and a right
but he'll never, never fight over you

i got plans for us
nights in the scullery
and days instead of me
i only know what to discuss
of for anything but light
wise men fighting over you

it's not me you see
pieces of valentine
with just a song of mine
to keep from burning history
seasons of gasoline and gold
wise men fold

near a tree by a river
there's a hole in the ground
where an old man of aran
goes around and around
and his mind is a beacon
in the veil of the night
for a strange kind of fashion
there's a wrong and a right
but he'll never, never fight over you

i got time to kill
sly looks in corridors
without a plan of yours
a blackbird sings on bluebird hill
thanks to the calling of the wild
wise mens child

near a tree by a river
there's a hole in the ground
where an old man of aran
goes around and around
and his mind is a beacon
in the veil of the night
for a strange kind of fashion
there's a wrong and a right
but he'll never, never fight over you

Butts and bubbles

I have been having this imperfection, [now that's me and my thinking]. I have a small butt and no matter what exercise I do...[do I do any????], I have always had a small bum and now I would be ecstatic if I had anything like this. I know that we should be grateful for what we have but I always wish that I had it bubble butt that would attract so called partners[read boyfriends, man]. Life huh! Imperfections and it's misery.......!!

Back....

Here I am after a long and hard earned session on what life is all about. I think I have chased my demons [well have them in control] although Mr. Loneliness and his friend the weird Miser Depression still haunt me at times and try to get me into their life, but I resist and have come to accept my faults and knowing that there are things in life that I cannot get but if I cannot get them, it does not mean I cannot give to others, and thats what I have decided on giving, that is through friendship and relationship I can give love and let people know what I am all about.
I know and understand that all through my ups and downs, my friends have supported me and for those of you who know who you are and have stood by me on my times of need,[emotionally and well physically] I am glad that I had you near me.
I also have accepted that in life I may never find the one true person who loves me or the one I truly love. Hard and harsh as it may seem, it not so bad when I have you folks around me.
I will keep you posted on my doings and wrong doings, and for all of you who know me on what i am and have accepted me for what I am, I thank you all.
I also want to let you know that I suffer from low self esteem and no matter how you praise me or how much you care, I will always feel way beneath then what I am, and I am being honest here. I now how much such a thing can bring a person down but then at least i have accepted and am learning to cope with it.
bless you friends.... and Big Hugs
Last week I was in Dar and I went to relax, and brought the new Harry Potter book and a few more, so at least i have reading material now.
Please be sure to let me know on your comments.

I cannot believe that I feel so sad over life, it's just been so overwhelming for me recently that I am losing all hope- not as in finishing myself but in finding a partner for myself, and I also have stopped believing in it too.
Sad that I am living in a part of world where happiness counts as earning money or having riches and how much wealth one has. No one cares anymore if I am gay or why am I single or anything of that matter.
Someone asked me why wasn't I married and I said it was a preference, and that person was so open in asking me if I had any problem healthwise [meaning if I was impotent] and I just said NO, it was just a preference. What can I say?
Sometimes I feel, I should have been born a straight man so that I would not have gone through so much emotional sadness and also all this about having a partner.... what a life...!