Her smiles mask the life she lives
Her face masks the person she is
Her heart masks the thoughts in her mind
Thus she remains the mystery she is…
It is just a line of thought that came in to my mind when I saw the pic.
Framed...in the most appropriate of frames...a coffee cup handle...most favourite place…
It didn’t take a face to face meeting
Or an intro from someone
She found me from a whole bunch
For whatever reason that I don’t know yet
We talked virtually,
about what we love the most
Movies and music where the main stay
She loved movies, which was my love too
Talks where short, but
the out comes where long
I found a friend,
I was looking for
The chats went on,
better each time
There I was,
with a good friend in hand
I was new and needed some help
She was there to give me some
Life went on,
months flew off in a blink of an eye
A good friend once told me,
“It’s going fast, way too fast”
That warning I didn’t heed to
I realized I went wrong,
after the whole thing came down
Some moment’s obscurity,
some moment’s stupidity
I got it all wrong,
because I came out too strong
It was my own doing,
that undid the whole thing
By the time I realized
I had lost a great friend
Then I heard my friend’s voice,
ringing loud in my ears
“It’s going fast, way too fast”
Now I realized what it meant
For I never took time,
to think twice before I act
It was my own doing,
that undid the whole thing
Years went on so did life,
but the memories never did
It stayed back real fresh
to make me realize my own bad
The other day I saw a movie
and I felt
“You would have had a great friend
if it wasn’t for your,
quick pace at the wrong place “
For that I had no reply
because I was right that I was wrong
For it went fast
Way too fast…
I just happened to hear this line in a movie that I saw the other day. Felt very much moved by those lines so thought of putting up on my blog. I am sure many of you might have heard this already, but still. I felt its the best part of the movie, at least for me. It one of those lines that pretty much sums up the whole movie.
“For what it’s worth its never too late or in my case too early, to be whoever you wanna be. There is no time limit, stop whenever you want, you can change or stay the same, there are no rules to this thing. We can make the best or worst of it. I hope you make the best of it. I hope you see things that startle you. I hope you feel things that you never felt before. I hope you meet people with a different point of view. I hope you live life you are proud of. If you find that you are not, I hope you have the strength to start all over again.”
- Benjamin Button,
The Curious case of Benjamin Button
You can’t let go
You can’t hang on
That’s what is going on,
The pain that comes from holding on
is far too much that you think,
“Just let go”
The pain that comes then, is
Something unknown,
something I dread
Holding on is also painful ‘cause
It’s no more like the way it used to be
The actions of whom you love the most,
hurts you so much to say the least
But there aint a thing that you can do about it.
Even if you try to help them,
in their arduous journey
They just don’t want to listen
For they have made up their mind
And that hurts you all the more
because then you realize,
that you are no more,
as significant as you were till now.
Then you have the option
to let go and try to move on
The problems and pains in that,
are something quite unknown
Once you start to try,
then you realize why
It’s not as easy as others say
For they have been a part of you
And it will be like cutting your heart out
while you are still awake
Even that pain,
will be far less than this
For its merely physical
The pain here is far more
because it hits you,
when you expect the least.
And for this you have,
no medicine that heals
For the wounds here goes
so deep inside,
that no medicine will
reach so deep inside…
Please note that all the ideas represented here are purely an expression of my personal thoughts. Many of you might not agree with what I say but I would respect it as your own ‘free will’. So please respect my ideas as an expression of my own ‘free will’.This article does not intend to offend any person or his/her ideas. Please do not take this as an attack on the moral ideas or beliefs of a country or any person.
It was a random scene that I saw that woke up this idea which was sleeping inside me since some time now. What I saw was purely unintentional and without any conscious effort. And it was the second time that I ended up peeping into somebody’s private life unintentionally. It was nothing, just a pair of lovers expressing their intimacy in the back of an auto rickshaw. The first time I saw that I felt completely disgusted and was thinking more on the lines of “What the heck do they think? That the rick is their private limo? How can one do that? When you know for a fact that the world has free access to whatever they are doing….” and things like that. I let it go as a random incident. Life went on for a couple weeks. Then one morning when I was heading to the gym, Bang!!! There I am again in a similar situation. But this time it was different, this time it made me think. In fact made me think is a very different direction. “Why does this happen?”
There I was with this interesting thought in my mind. Right away I felt I had to write about it. So I went on searching for answers for that very question. The resulting observations that I managed to make are purely my own by that I mean to offend no one by thinking in those lines and I do not have an intention to stir up a hornets nest over that. Still I feel the need to express my observations and if that results in a healthy debate I would be more than happy to take part in it.
The root cause for these things I felt was the lack of space; at least that’s the case in my city. The city that has space of every dreamer who wants to make it big and get a better life. The city that has space for the richest and the poorest in the country within a span of 400 sq. Kms. The city that has space for people from all parts of the country as well as the world. But unfortunately the same city does not have enough space for the people who are in love. No space or tolerance for the trivial actions that express their love. And if at all you try to express it in what ever space that you have you will end up being frowned, stared, commented and branded as some one who has no values. When people judge someone by saying that “They have no shame in doing something like this in public” the very same people forget that even they fall into the same category because they have no shame in staring into somebody’s private life.
Then I went further, Is that the only reason? Hmmmm nope…well another one that I found goes far deeper. It’s fed to you from the day you are born. Before you to let your thoughts run as wild horses let me break it. It’s nothing but our great misplaced sense of morals. Yes I said it. Let’s admit it we do have a lot of it. We frown upon anything that is remotely connected to the expression of love. If we don’t show it outside we will think about it inside and let it out when you find like minded people. Which I am sure you can find a lot in our country.
By this I do not mean that we should not have morals but it just means that not some misplaced sense of it. I am a person who respects every thing that my country stands for including the great values that it brings to this world. But we should not twist and turn it according to our wishes and to suit our needs. Unfortunately that’s what happens quite often.
To elaborate on what I have to say I would start from our own history. We are the descendents of the people who wrote down what love is and various forms of expressing it (Ya, you guessed it right). We are from the same country where you will find the most extravagant expressions of love carved on to our walls and painted in ancient texts, way before the moral brigade took over and started imposing their ideas. And no body says that people back then had low morals. Or what they expressed is never labeled as obscene and none of those people are branded as perverts. But why is it that today when a young chap wants to kiss his girl or hold her close he has to think twice. Why is it that one cannot talk about Sex openly? Why is it that when someone says that they have experienced the ultimate expression of love they are looked down upon? Yes we still do this even in this 21st century when we claim to be galloping towards modernity. If you ask me even I used to think the same way when any of my friends (esp. lady friends) happens to say something like that. But in my case I feel that I need to open up a bit more to such things. We all need to. I am making an effort for it, so can you. For the very same reason that tomorrow I don’t want someone pointing fingers at me and branding me as something when I choose to express my feelings towards my love.
It’s about time this country goes through a phase of Liberation from its rusty misplaced ideas of morals. Yes you can term it as Sexual Liberation if you want to. Of course it can be in its own unique way, we need not copy the west in every thing that we do. We can be liberal and yet not go over the top with that idea. After all we are the people who mastered traveling through the middle path since centuries.
So go out there and express your love my friends, because the more the people see such things the less interested they will be in looking. Then they will automatically start getting used to such things and will accept it willingly or unwillingly. After a point of time even they will feel “Yes it is about time to change our perceptions of such things”. Now that’s just one way, I am sure that we youngsters can come up with millions of such ideas.
And folks this is what I managed to observe in a small span of time. Given some more time and some more brain storming sessions all of us will be able to come up with more and better observations.
