Irrational juxtaposition of two souls leading to a mythical, endless and riotic love affair. An affair which is long afloat by a fragile hope on a seemingly rudderless stream. The perdition of such unfortunate and fortuitous events often leaves an indelible mark on one’s thinking percolating through to the core of his philosophies, which are often gullible enough to deserve a crucible of a mature mind and so easily biased by Rand-novels.
Such love affairs seem to be a juvenile delinquency of the doer and he swears of perennial abstinence from romancing with voluptuous figures (or for the purists’ sake –beatific souls) oblivious of the fact that he never committed such crimes in the first place. They just happened.
You stand helpless, skeptic of the obscure audacity within you. The momentum of ballistic projectiles suddenly abates baffled by the mysteries of love. Your faculties, dilapidated by the unkind daggers inflicting your heart, run out of sanity and sanctity. The absence of both is unfathomably traumatic. Tragic ending of an ephemeral love story.
Musing on a chair, in perfect solitude, you laugh at those incredible and cherished moments spent together. So beautiful, though not perfectly harmonic. You reciprocate nonchalantly to the disdainful taunts and looks of fellow men. ’What the hell did they ever know? On a path I’ve chosen to skip’. Draconian Love. Lovers’ trysts peep into your sleep. Everything seems to augment the scourge on your psyche.
Sympathy comes as a soothing balm and seems a dire necessity. A placid countenance on your face exudes a natural aversion to silly human feelings- abstract and foolish. The bliss of love and its promises seems like polished pebbles and crafted shells on a puddle of mud. And your foot is still in it.All the altruism you ever exhibited for your love has gone diluted in the mud. And you wonder why things are the way they are, more in sorrow than in anger.
‘’’Why was she so reticent?’ ‘Was she scared of the ramifications?’ ‘How could she be so rude?’ And why is this simple thing so byzantine and cumbersome?’ Am I the right guy?’ ”
‘Infatuation, infection, addiction, lust, love …..what was it?’
All such questions pop up of the heavy hollow in your mind. There is a strange pleasure in this intoxicating pain. And when the Little Manhattan boy says -
“’Love is an ugly, terrible business practiced by fools.’
‘It will trample your heart and leave you bleeding on the floor.’
‘And what does it leave you with?
Nothing but a few incredible memories’”; its just so satiating to your ego.
As I write this on 14th February, ’08 , a Judgment Day for many myriad affairs, every flashback of good old times pumps a phial of blood out of my ransacked heart. Now we are not to portend the destination of such joy-rides. Still, if at any point of time, you ever have such thoughts or come across such feelings, it’s nothing but True Love. Regardless of what you get (return on the heavy investment), its priceless and a lifetime treasure. Empyrean and sublime, nothing can steal this from you. If you can, forgive and forget-fight with fortitude, if you can’t -
‘Stay happy, Stay Hungry and Stay foolish’.
(Atonement of a kind.At least if it can give such an impulse to one’s creativity , there’s nothing to lose).
{again sorry for the grammatical errors if any}
9 comments:
Hey this is a well-written post, but your writing always leaves me confused. Do you write to use the huge number of words that you learn everyday, or do you write to sincerely express the feelings inside you? If its the former case, then you have definitely achieved what you set out to do. But if its the latter, then your writing could be simpler and less intimidating.
One more thing. When the reader has finished reading what you have written, do you want him to get a clear idea of what you have written, or do you you want to keep him guessing as to what the real meaning behind your writing is? If its the latter, you have again achieved your objective!! But if you want to make things simple and more lucid, then you'll have to make a departure from your style of writing.
Now coming to the meaning behind your post, what I understood is you are reminiscing some past love affair (which probably ended bitterly), with more than a bit of nostalgia, and some wishful thinking that whether something you did or didn't would have changed the reality today. But what is not clear is whether you regret the ending.
Well as for the first part, I wasn't tryin to use a lot of words but to use them in a propr fashion.And it was sincere to every extent.Warna I cdnt hv written this jus for the sake of it.
Secondly,the objective is always to present the idea lucidly.I've tried it earnestly, probably the language is a bit complx. Still, ther's no beatin-around-d-bush and the progression is pretty linear.
Lastly, ther's some reconcilation and happy-ending.But of course,I do regret to some extent the ending
And and dude you are probably on the safer beaches, so you cd never feel the turbulence at the sea
Newaz your suggestions are valuable. Thanx
Good thought process!!!Meaningful expressions n it calls for a comprehension higher than ordinary.Loved the way its been written.Keep going dude!!
liked it!
as you said... you actually set out on a different objective as in using these many words and giving them some sense where nobody finds any.
actually, i can understand this as the same has happened with me.. it does sumtimes happen that you set out on a different objective and create a masterpiece.
but still, reading this through, I'd like you to re-write it all in the best words possible, so that the whole junta can read and understand what u've felt. That'll be much easier than being sore as to believing nobody else understands the emotions! Dude, tragedy and pain can sell like anything.. any time.. any where.. it's just that u gotta know whom you are trying to pass the pain to.. [pun intended] :P
and, of course..! thanx for asking me to read this piece.. it's been a while since i indulged in any serious attempts of expression.
keep posting!
great piece of original creation....keep up the good work
well i agree with arnav..lotsa words man let me breathe..
..and well on the post..
u know u cant define it. it is good as long as it lassts and when it turns sour it hurts but that hurt is sweeter...
and the rand-bias is sinning and it is fun to sin at times.
well the start was quite troublesome(i had to look through my dictionary constantly) but the end was worth it
hey sry bhavika I meant no offence, but that's true - I've seen people blind-masking the char. of her(Rand) novels as if they never had any philosophy of their's 2 deal wid.
Great writings indeed! But...
The basic desire for writing a blog is to write for oneself as much for others as well. That is for others to read.
So, being wordy is great but doing indulging in writing or verbal callisthenics without being communicative may not always serve the very purpose of writing ... at least for the readers.
But a nice way to express your internal feelings.
Sanju
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