Friday, February 5, 2010

Incomplete 19 Murdered in Love 12

Another long night of thoughts.

Just like in a painting, imagine a place, a mountain ridge, a few meters away a small beautiful house, just adjacent to it a big banyan or mango tree, a stream flowing towards the south, all around greenery, one gets everything to eat - fruits, vegetables, chocolates, dreamy clothes to wear, everything everything one can imagine of....but this place will not have people. Is it possible to live in such a place? Why do we need people? To see, hear, talk , feel?

Lets take it like this, God creates a place for each and every man / woman, the way it is in the painting. God can do that, meaning, He can create or give such a place. And then we all live in our individual space and enjoy life. We have not experienced it and we get terrorized in our minds that its absolutely impossible. Step back for a while, actually it is possible. What is impossible is to come out of a world we are all living.

Magnetic is this world of life and death. Magnetic it is to have people around. We are so used to this that we cannot opt for something, which is absolutely sans all these. Such is the case when you crash it down to life, love, a man and woman relationship. A woman keeps “a human form” warm for nine months; and a man keeps a woman warm every night and that chain of happening cannot be compromised. It is magnetic.


Break it down to the daily routine, brushing, bathing, praying, ensuring to check the mobile phone every one hour, ensuring to check mails, ensuring to log on to computers and so on so forth. Every little activity in a day is of great significance to all of us.

Similarly, in love life, people come and go; leaving some thing behind something worthy yet worthless. All we do is “do not remember to forget” or “do not forget to remember”. Question to God is if He knows to do it right then why do wrong at all; if He knows that we are strong then why test at all? God can take it all, call him a sadist and He will smile at it.

Creator, Protector, Destroyer – Rakshashas, a creation of God are blessed/ given boon as well destroyed by them. Why do all this at all, infact God has some regrets and to begin with to have created this world with man and woman. Learnings’ – wish we could communicate to God on an interim basis and enable him execute and do course corrections or implement some contingency plans. Why have a fish, then a bone and an analysis to this?

The taste of “love” is so compelling that you cant get over it; memories, feelings for people who come and go in life, just remains. Some teach lessons, some becomes lessons in itself. Some teach and learn lessons. Some cases there is zilch learning or teaching, however, it doesn't go at all.

Brahma created one man, the name is Anirudh.

HE created Anirudh with paint brush and music in mind. An out and out creative mind. Anirudh means abstract thoughts. Anirudh means intelligent and clever. Anirudh means attractive. Anirudh means sexy of everyone. Anirudh means handsome. Anirudh means changing personality. Anirudh means temperamental, quiet, shy and humble. Anirudh means honest. Anirudh means determined to reach goals. Anirudh means freedom. Anirudh means rebellious when restricted. Anirudh means aggressiveness. Anirudh means too sensitive. Anirudh means anger. Anirudh means sharp. Anirudh means daring and stubborn. Anirudh means entertainment. Anirudh means dreams. Anirudh means hopes. Anirudh means leisure. Anirudh means superstitious. Anirudh means ludicrous. Anirudh means danger. Anirudh means emotions. Anirudh means love. Anirudh means “touch”.

Everything was touchy about him, a touchy family background, carried a touchy love-story. He will touch and rumple the sari, touch and roll the dupatta, touch and tousle the hair, touch and smoulder the shoulders, touch and weaken the movement. His fingers magically sketched emotions over digital screens. Definitions, analogy’s dont stop; one can just go on and on to describe somebody who just sweeps in like a wind and ruffles up everything and never to go away at all.

Sharada’s experience with an “experiment”.

1 comment:

  1. This one is different. Gave a feeling of speech translation initially but with a good read. The read was a beautiful waving... and then it goes high and ends with a strong expectation.

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