Ever wondered why we need friends, well for that matter why do we need acquaintances at all …
I don’t know about others but personally I think we are nonexistent without our so called the extended ego.
We can differentiate colours because there is light around us …and it requires a friend to be able to comprehend the exquisiteness in us, a friend with whom you just don’t share your joys, happiness or sorrow but somebody whom you think you can go back and share yourself without being inhibited and without having the slightest doubt in your mind about tomorrow when you come back once the clouds have passed…..…
Humble, Humbler and humblest ….I sometimes wonder what has made him so, is it the vast knowledge that he had possessed reading books from around the world or is it because of his detachment from the mundane temptations and the selfless nature that he had wishfully imbibed in him because of his divine inclination, accepting the divinity in all humans who come in contact with him.
At times I feel surprised with such shower of affection….but next moment I realize, that’s how it needs to be. It’s only that we have made simple emotions complicated and therefore miss the true essence of it. I know he believes there is an unambiguous beauty in the simplicity and it comes with being unbiased towards one and all.
It was important for an agnostic in me to have this encounter because I thought it helped me in my introspection and in considering things from a different perspective.
If you feel sure, tranquil and at peace with yourself after meeting someone then I am certain you understand what I am speaking.
One, two three…..how many of these do you have…..heaven you seem to be wealthier….
Joie de vivre
You make me feel so young
You make me feel the spring has sprung
Every time I see you grin
I am such a happy individual……
Obviously when “Frank Sinatra” was singing this song he was singing for her…but I would love to dedicate him when I hum this composition…
…..you told me in a very sarcastic manner “Being all philosophical is boring”, and I saw through what you intended……
When I first met him I kept wondering, how can anybody be so happy, so motivated and so full of energy, its only when I stopped to peep in that I understood that some people make an effort to be like that, and they don’t end being that way, they make it contagious so that anybody who comes in contact are equally happier, motivated and relieved.
I would refer this relation as learning to play the chord G# on a guitar, the little finger which is never put to use all your life is suddenly responsible for leading the rhythm, and it feels vulnerable, but once you are used to it you don’t have to make any effort and in contradictory you seek to use this chord more often because it gives a very satisfying reverberation. Our encounter was something like this, there was nothing common in between us, in fact we were in all ways poles apart and I actually had to break the cadence to create this window, and in the process crafted a new alliance which gave a new dimension to my disposition.
I think by nature we humans are poignant species and we love to be cheerless because we feel it gives a very solemn attitude, we have this other side of our temperament which is continuously been overshadowed willingly as if we are doing a favor to somebody with our existence.
….and you kicked my butt and showed me the colors of joy, and I was absolute.
I would call this encounter as attaining to be complete.
You make me feel the spring has sprung
Every time I see you grin
I am such a happy individual……
Obviously when “Frank Sinatra” was singing this song he was singing for her…but I would love to dedicate him when I hum this composition…
…..you told me in a very sarcastic manner “Being all philosophical is boring”, and I saw through what you intended……
When I first met him I kept wondering, how can anybody be so happy, so motivated and so full of energy, its only when I stopped to peep in that I understood that some people make an effort to be like that, and they don’t end being that way, they make it contagious so that anybody who comes in contact are equally happier, motivated and relieved.
I would refer this relation as learning to play the chord G# on a guitar, the little finger which is never put to use all your life is suddenly responsible for leading the rhythm, and it feels vulnerable, but once you are used to it you don’t have to make any effort and in contradictory you seek to use this chord more often because it gives a very satisfying reverberation. Our encounter was something like this, there was nothing common in between us, in fact we were in all ways poles apart and I actually had to break the cadence to create this window, and in the process crafted a new alliance which gave a new dimension to my disposition.
I think by nature we humans are poignant species and we love to be cheerless because we feel it gives a very solemn attitude, we have this other side of our temperament which is continuously been overshadowed willingly as if we are doing a favor to somebody with our existence.
….and you kicked my butt and showed me the colors of joy, and I was absolute.
I would call this encounter as attaining to be complete.
MONOLOGUE
“Ok this is exactly what I was thinking…..” I hated such coincidences knowing I would preserve this idiosyncrasy as my personality, but always with a sense of contentment, contentment rising from the fact that he understands me like myself. Believe me if you consider you never need such person in your lifetime then you had a very exceptional life, and I can never envisage any life so idyllic.
So where do I place this person in my life, who knows my worth as an individual and accepts me not the way I think of myself but the way he thinks I could be, interesting isn’t it but that’s the relation that I share….and when I say to myself I have had the best of my time with this person I am not exaggerating. I never questioned for the time and space that we share and the admiration and willingness to redefine our intellectual union.
VIZAG I will remember it for one more reason…., I was not ready to rush into anything, it was exactly like a breakup, only this time it was with life, and I wanted to go very slow and possible take a halt to actually decide if my further journey is worth any try.
I think what hold us together is the reality that we are not embarrassed by silence and had the understanding to strike the perfect chord when there was a need to speak about and consciously make an effort to complement the silence.
I know there are many people who live a meaningless life, (meaningless I would say because may be they are chasing the wrong things) but I know I am lucky to have this encounter with the person who follows his heart and lives with this obsession. Some day (if they are lucky enough) will understand the true meaning of your passion.
That few moments that I share with this person is like living a borrowed life where I can imagine of THAT life which I know I will never be able to live in reality….
So where do I place this person in my life, who knows my worth as an individual and accepts me not the way I think of myself but the way he thinks I could be, interesting isn’t it but that’s the relation that I share….and when I say to myself I have had the best of my time with this person I am not exaggerating. I never questioned for the time and space that we share and the admiration and willingness to redefine our intellectual union.
VIZAG I will remember it for one more reason…., I was not ready to rush into anything, it was exactly like a breakup, only this time it was with life, and I wanted to go very slow and possible take a halt to actually decide if my further journey is worth any try.
I think what hold us together is the reality that we are not embarrassed by silence and had the understanding to strike the perfect chord when there was a need to speak about and consciously make an effort to complement the silence.
I know there are many people who live a meaningless life, (meaningless I would say because may be they are chasing the wrong things) but I know I am lucky to have this encounter with the person who follows his heart and lives with this obsession. Some day (if they are lucky enough) will understand the true meaning of your passion.
That few moments that I share with this person is like living a borrowed life where I can imagine of THAT life which I know I will never be able to live in reality….
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