In Another World

I spent the past few days of my life in another world, following the adventures of Drizzt the drow and his companions. Guenyvwhar the panther, Bruenor Battlehammer the dwarf, Cattie-Brie his adopted human daughter, Wulfgar the barbarian and Regis the halfling. Insomuchas (cool word innit?) i was sitting in my own room, i was with this band of adventurers ever step of their journey, battling orcs and goblins and kobolds, intriguing with assassins and theives, confronting shades and demons, sharing their thoughts, their dreams, their hopes and their fears. Now i feel so familiar that they would be akin to old friends. I was never one to indulge in fantasy, of these novels describing lands and realms beyond my ken, prefering ever to keep within the bounds of the realistically possible. Science fiction, though no different, to many, perhaps in terms of its ties to reality, I could fathom as it required simply an extrapolation of current reality. Fantasy, however, seemed an alternate reality. Nevertheless, the story of Drizzt and his friends kept my mind so engaged that all i did these past three days was read. The only concessions i gave were to the basic human necessities. No novel, or should i say, no endeavor has kept me so engaged as did these adventurers, the main character, Drizzt in particular.

To me perhaps, he epitomised the ideals i sought for, that i fought for in life. To be perfect in mind, body and spirit, to fight for what is good and right, and to protect my friends and my family. Some, i know, might question the sanity of putting so much weight into what is obviously fictional, the character which is Drizzt and the world which he inhabits, is but the creation of another mind. Indeed, such a character does not exist, as certainly as his world does not exist in our reality, but the ideals which he upholds echo so strongly in my own consciousness that i cannot ignore them. It's surprising how a simple ideal, encased, no, enshrined, in a simple novel could evoke as much emotion and as much thought. And perhaps more importantly, it reminded me of a truth which i have never denied but yet never quite believed. Thank you Drizzt Do'Urden.

Let it Be

When I find myself in times of trouble, mother Mary comes to me,
speaking words of wisdom, let it be.
And in my hour of darkness she is standing right in front of me,
speaking words of wisdom, let it be.

Let it be, let it be, let it be, let it be.
Whisper words of wisdom, let it be.

And when the broken hearted people living in the world agree,
there will be an answer, let it be.
For though they may be parted there is still a chance that they will see,
there will be an answer. let it be.

Let it be, let it be, .....

And when the night is cloudy, there is still a light, that shines on me,
shine until tomorrow, let it be.
I wake up to the sound of music, mother Mary comes to me,
speaking words of wisdom, let it be.

Let it be, let it be, .....