Back to the past: love, lies and laws
This post is dedicated to all the kids that lie asleep inside all of us and to one special "kid" in particular.Impossible also says i'm possible. A cliched line, but impossible things do happen. This blog is a kind example (lots of people said in the beginning). If regulars on my blog (if there are any), would have noticed, by the apparent lack of posts in the recent past, I am nearly back to what other people think, and i do not want me to slip back in my cosy little rabbit's fur burrow. Good things have come out of my philosophy of not caring what other people think . and in lots of old things I do not give a damn even now. But Some of my beliefs are changing so rapidly that i do not what i believe in more now a days. And tonight is going to be a post to get my what do you care spirit back.
Around one month back I had read this line which has become my favourite (said for a character Narcissus)
"All was mind to him, even love; he was unable to give in to an attraction without thinking about it first."
And I have applied it without fail in the past losing out on lot occasions, of friends, of moments of happiness and of joys and sorrows. There are some matters in this world where the head does not work and it should not work. What feels right is right. I neither have the desire nor the skill to put what i feel into words. But I must, for until then some fears will exist and fears I know are very difficult to overcome. I am beginning to believe in fate. Life has always been a series of coincidental decisions on hindsight in making what it is today. So it was meeting some one who is so similar to you that you could feel that you could tell all you wanted to say without saying a single word at all. When silence is treasured more than words, when a smile on her face speaks more than thousand words. Somebodies elses happiness has never bought so much happiness in my life. All the past notions have vanished from my head , but some of the new ones are pretty hard to implement in real life. I am tired of fearing people's sly remarks. I am trying. So here goes nothing
I love her for who she is and I do not want to lose her coz of some stupid mistakes.
I will plagiarize Lodha's line " I know I am not perfect (though she claims I am ;-)) , and I know neither are you, but I feel We are perfect each other."
She has given me strength beyond measure, I have gone through tough times lately, taken a lot of tough decisions and some decisions still in making. I have one more reason not to "fail" now, cause she gets happy when she sees the "focus" back in my eyes and I get happy when she feels relaxed and happy.
True to her nature she has resurrected me back . And now I believe finally in my life I have written down a proof for 2+2 = 4.
Taking a bow, Yahoo!!!!
10 Comments:
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That was written at great speed...
bofi : great speed = less than 20 minutes
inhas : i read things very very occasionally (this being one of those rare things). my reacion = oh Fudge!
@ bofi hope pulkit has answered your question..though i do not understand the "?"
@pulkit thanx for reading,
This post is dedicated to all the kids that lie asleep inside all of us and to one special "kid" in particular.
:O
How many are you expecting dear ?
I thought the historical value of this post would be diluted without this:
Naani.
Is kid==kiddo?
<@ curious> may I know who is this 'kiddo' ?
:O
So you don't even recognise the name?
I'm relieved.
Now I'm confused!
Is the grapevine true Mr. Sahni?
If yes, WHO is this perfect kid of yours?
Or is it one of your cryptic facades again?
@ curious : you are plain curious but not that intelligent.. Now I am getting curious :why were you relieved???
@ friend : you are the second person in this world who calls me Mr. Sahni (unless you are same as the first one.) I did not know i had a cryptic facade. Waise as most kid especially my perfect one says : Things are as simple as you please...
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