What about everything?
I have been thinking of you amidst interruptions. What meets the eye interrupting thoughts of what doesn’t. I’ve quit thinking is what I would like to believe just the way people quit smoking. But like a chain smoker who has difficulties in his/her early days of ‘quitting’ something the body is so habituated to, ‘thoughts’ interrupt a rather uneventful routine of life. And you come to my mind like the sun peeping through the clouds…every now and then. Its continuous and its not. Maybe to say it’s a continuous interruption would be the best way to put it. I am searching for the right word here…I feel so out of touch with expressing myself these days and it sucks when I am unable to free my mind…Well, the thoughts don’t interrupt me, they are all floating in my head like hyacinths immersed in water…and every now and then I can spot some above water..Something similar. I don’t know why I thought of hyacinths here!
I have been trying to learn. From you, from life, from the deafening silences. What a cliché! It’s become an ordeal to express these days. Their words, their expressions, their emotions my head is a muddle of what was already been said, written. Cliché again! Stupidity, sheer stupidity gnawing my numb senses. Why don’t I learn? Maybe I don’t want to be taught! I want to put my hand in the fire and then realize it’s hot. I don’t want to be told the fire is hot. But aren’t you an enough of a lesson? Isn’t your life enough to reason? It’s like a black hole, I think I am liberated but I am not. I am drawn back to it.
Source:Click here.
Pete 4:13 pm on December 8, 2008 Permalink |
Thanks for mentioning my heroine hehe.
“If you’re not living on the edge
You take up too much room” – Jon McClure
Avinashi 11:18 am on December 9, 2008 Permalink |
I wish to walk out free. And there’s this irresistible temptation to slap! Just act impulsively, no thoughts, no strings attached to actions…….
Exactly…..
Nice to read you after a long time..and I bet the sketch is Damn Damn cute
Zadexpress 4:27 pm on December 9, 2008 Permalink |
And thanks for mentioning my hero , Pete
. M worried… of the load he’ll have to carry if he becomes a peddle taxi driver :’(
ani the sketch is really good hai, esp the way c looks/glares. kya attitude !
Pete 5:28 pm on December 9, 2008 Permalink |
fear not – your hero is not leaving music anytime soon and has a new project too (see the link).
jai hamro heroes and heroines!
Hayah 10:39 am on December 22, 2008 Permalink |
Finally! An entry!! and a beautiful one at that….i cant express myself anymore either…but u knw what…maybe its just the way we are and the way our thoughts and fingers work at this point in time.
Life wouldnt be life if we coulf function to our optimum all the time…life is life because of its downs and its hi’s and their relativity to each other. Maybe we need to learn to let go of what we thought we could do and embrace the persons we are becoming here and now….