I got interrupted by a tweet. The post till now was written in the morning. Now, this tweet was so interesting that I stopped writing this post altogether and got busy. So, lets head to over that.
It involves one of the famous young writers I had ever known, a brilliant one who claims to have gone to school on a day which is supposed to be a holiday. This fact, that it is a holiday, is voluntarily denied by this so-called-writer who goes by the name of Wanderer. May be the name, Wanderer might have something to do with her wandering in the school on a holiday. If the so-called-writer were ever to read this, the immediate response would be an atom bomb directed exactly on head, or may be worse, one just can’t imagine. Believe me, highly lethal and extremely dangerous. Don’t get carried away by the sweet looks of this ‘so-called-writer’. It was then the most renowned writer came into picture. With this renowned-writer’s flawless thoughts, it made clear the exact reason why Wanderer had to wander around the school on a holiday. After some chasing and talking through the hi-end speakers and not to mention the famous iStalker app, I kind of chased the wandering person who was chasing ‘I-shouldn’t-mention’ person. (I already got a target on my head and telling that might end me up in hell, though I am proclaimed immortal, but still they, as in the bullet wounds and atom bombs, leave scars which well doesn’t suit me ). So, after a battle between love and infatuation, suddenly the tables turned and this was getting out of my hand. I mean I am great at chasing, but being chased, and that too when I can’t say anything, is kind of difficult for me, you understand. The scary part is the it’s imaginary, imaginary in just my case, not in Wanderers’ case. It is true, I believe it, IQ(renowned-writer) believes it. But in my case, though it is all imaginary, I kind of not able to speak anything. Thats’ how they deal with things. Phew.
Office Diaries
A month ago, there were some ramping down in the newly project that I was recently taken into. And that ramping down involved releasing some of the astonishing people and well, your’s sincerely was one among them. But I was vouched by a team member and I was kind of taken back, but that process is still under process. The thing is not about me. But another friend of mine, who worked like hell, like day and night, learning and doing stuff. And a day before yesterday, the business changed the technology, which means that everything has to be done from like scratch, though we may be using something from the earlier module. The lack of foresightedness is what scares me. Not only that, the reason they stopped the work I was doing was because we were kind of delivering things in time. That, delivering things in time, was totally unexpected from their side. They were with the idea they we, will take a hell lot of time. But we were true to our word and delivered everything in time. And that, my friend, made us kind of Jobless with a “JOB”.
The plan for tonight is not to sleep and write a new series about my folks at office and turn it into something interesting. I am pretty bad at story writing or story telling, per say. But let’s see, how this turns out.
So, the topic AK started off today, Infatuation . Love. Affection. Let me just brief something about this dude. It’s kind of scary. Believe me, you will agree with me when I finish this. So, I asked him, ‘Why not love someone?’ ‘Why not get/find someone who might love you?’ I also added unless you try, you won’t be able to achieve what you dream of. The first thing he said was something like this :
How can one love one person, when every time I see my eyes deceive myself. I see the beauty like no other, in not one but many. And then you say, true happens only once. I kind of feel that it happens over a million times.
I respond to that saying that it is called infatuation.
And now you disregard my love and name it something else. May be it is indeed infatuation. A studious study of beauty perhaps. I divulge in the vastness behind the candid eyes. The stories they withhold, the adventures they experienced, the likes, the dislikes.Whatnot? I know I am doing it all wrong, but that’s how somethings work, and somethings here refers to ‘my mind’. But there is serenity that the expression without speech could tell, perhaps shout. I call it beauty. So, whenever I eye someone really good looking and no matter how “hot” they might look, there is this thing that my mind will never put an end to. It is a side-effect of a calculated human-evolution, the kind of evolution which I created, which I called it self-evolution. See, I am a genius. NOT. EXACTLY. *Poeple shout : “ALL AGREE” *
And then you tell me to wander in search of “so-called-love”. May be there is no such thing as true love, or may be I could be totally blind to it. Or may be I don’t know how to love, how to find love. May be I am lost in my own darkness, which I feel comfortable even though the light, the shining beauty of ‘love’ seems appalling alluring, but I am still in the zone where I find darkness dearer than the brightness that shines the very soul of the human being. May be I am just a lost cause, who is just unaware of the fundamentals of ‘love’ poems or the literary works that tell the depth of a great feeling called love. I see beauty. I understand it. I love it. But still I can’t decipher when you tell me to find love. I am lost, help me here.
*Shoots myself* What the hell was that? I ask in response to that. May be that makes sense, may be that doesn’t. But it still feels the two sides of the same coin. But that is not all. When he said this, I was left helpless, a little speechless.
I could tell without hesitation that I don’t love myself, and that my friend, is something that limits my vast ocean of so-called-love to flow outside, in a way some other person could swim in the stream of that and reciprocate the same. When I have failed to love myself, I really can’t expect to love someone, or earn their love in return. I failed myself. I won’t expect the others to make the same mistake. And inspite of all this, (strike that) well, isn’t it evident that I have already lost the battle even before I fought in it, for it.
Hmm..umm…*Raises a finger to state a point or something, but then stops* Well, what can one reply to that. Something like, “Dude, Love yourself first. Other’s will follow. There is no greater love than loving yourself. (Okay, that doesn’t sound quite right. And what the hell am I even saying? ). It isn’t something as easy as eating a pie, but I could tell it sure is a great feeling. And the feeling of being loved, well, I could tell from the people I have seen, is inexplicably beautiful. There have been wars, nations has collapsed, monuments have been built. Whatnot! All in the name of Love.” I think I should let the experienced people take a stand on this. I am just a imaginative-self-explanatory of the actual thing, like a silent observer with a magnifying lens trying to understand the simple yet the most complex theory / phenomenon of the “so-called-love“.
#BlogEveryDay
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#IQ #Wanderer
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And I am going to make a has-tag of every person whom I might be mentioning. Because they are worth it and well, I sure as hell can create hash-tags of my own.
Text in Red : The Guy in the Hat ( Can anyone suggest a shorter name, I am kind of confused what I should name myself. All look good, and then equally not-so-good)
Text In Blue : AK’s thoughts, which, believe me would never come out even if he was drunk like hell or even medically like say hypnosis can’t help him to say that. So, you should thank me for that. You are welcome.
0 responses to “6. Love”
In my opinion, even love starts with infatuation. There needs to be a certain attraction (physical, or not) before you approach the person.
In my opinion, even love starts with infatuation. There needs to be a certain attraction (physical, or not) before you approach the person.
I have no idea what you have written… not even a clue 😉
But… I believe in true love… (maybe because I am just teenager!!!)
I believe that love happens only once
Love spelled backwards turns out to be evol (pronounce- evil)
I have no idea what you have written… not even a clue 😉
But… I believe in true love… (maybe because I am just teenager!!!)
I believe that love happens only once
Love spelled backwards turns out to be evol (pronounce- evil)
This is like a super war between you and your alter ego. I did not understand one bit about the part about “WANDERER”
Hahaha but quite true!! Love yourself first before you search for true love!
This is like a super war between you and your alter ego. I did not understand one bit about the part about “WANDERER”
Hahaha but quite true!! Love yourself first before you search for true love!
lol..even the workers changed? Grande? whats that? you did take a pic of it right? It is amazing that you sat for 3 hours. I feel shy even for an hour
Would you believe if i say a guy in my project is renowned and sought after for playing blame games well?
Actually i wrote half of this comment in the morning but after reading your about twitter experience i decided to read your conversation, opening my twitter for the first time in several months i found it too clumsy and decided to clean it. But since it got late had to run to office and do more cleaning there and finally here i am getting back on your twitter story. See, you have achieved with this post of yours more than any of other twitter-tempting ads and posts 😀
#SnehaApproves
I didn't meet her and i already like her 😛
Dude, why can't he just say “I haven't met her yet!” ??
lol..even the workers changed? Grande? whats that? you did take a pic of it right? It is amazing that you sat for 3 hours. I feel shy even for an hour
Would you believe if i say a guy in my project is renowned and sought after for playing blame games well?
Actually i wrote half of this comment in the morning but after reading your about twitter experience i decided to read your conversation, opening my twitter for the first time in several months i found it too clumsy and decided to clean it. But since it got late had to run to office and do more cleaning there and finally here i am getting back on your twitter story. See, you have achieved with this post of yours more than any of other twitter-tempting ads and posts 😀
#SnehaApproves
I didn't meet her and i already like her 😛
Dude, why can't he just say “I haven't met her yet!” ??
Yeah, a first step is that, I guess.
And yeah, that too.
Thanks for dropping by. 🙂
Yeah, a first step is that, I guess.
And yeah, that too.
Thanks for dropping by. 🙂
Umm, I think you should know something. I will make sure of that from the next post.
Well, I too believe in true love.
Umm, I too believe that, in a way. But I guess, I still have to find out.
I didn't look it that way. You seem to be doing a lot of research. 😛
Umm, I think you should know something. I will make sure of that from the next post.
Well, I too believe in true love.
Umm, I too believe that, in a way. But I guess, I still have to find out.
I didn't look it that way. You seem to be doing a lot of research. 😛
Well, there always is.
Umm, Sorry, I guess this time, I forgot to think about from the other's perspective while I was writing this. Damn! Sorry.
Right? I still have to learn that.
Well, there always is.
Umm, Sorry, I guess this time, I forgot to think about from the other's perspective while I was writing this. Damn! Sorry.
Right? I still have to learn that.
Yeah. Sometime, go to the coffee shop, You will come to know. 3 hours? Its far more than that. Whats' there to be shy about ? Oh, wait, you must be looking at the girl across the table or may be someone who works there, is it ? 😛
Nope, I wouldn't. 😛
Dude, you too? #SnehaDoesntApproveOfAnything #WhosThisSnehaAnyway.
Neither did I meet her!
Say that to whom ? :O
Yeah. Sometime, go to the coffee shop, You will come to know. 3 hours? Its far more than that. Whats' there to be shy about ? Oh, wait, you must be looking at the girl across the table or may be someone who works there, is it ? 😛
Nope, I wouldn't. 😛
Dude, you too? #SnehaDoesntApproveOfAnything #WhosThisSnehaAnyway.
Neither did I meet her!
Say that to whom ? :O
Lol hey Mr. AK!! It was not a holiday!! Plus my story was no more real than yours! But anyhow, 'twas a hilarious conversation…
#SnehaApproves (wasn't going to say it at first but seeing as your friend already did…)
Lol hey Mr. AK!! It was not a holiday!! Plus my story was no more real than yours! But anyhow, 'twas a hilarious conversation…
#SnehaApproves (wasn't going to say it at first but seeing as your friend already did…)
Lol, Miss Wanderer, It wasn't a holiday. You just can't keep telling lies when we already know the truth.
Yeah, I was a hilarious conversation. The hilarious part was mine. Yours' was still real. 😛
#NoSheDoesnt . Yeah, he is an idiot. But the real culprits are you people here. He wouldn't have known if it wasn't for both of you guys. Phew! 😛
Lol, Miss Wanderer, It wasn't a holiday. You just can't keep telling lies when we already know the truth.
Yeah, I was a hilarious conversation. The hilarious part was mine. Yours' was still real. 😛
#NoSheDoesnt . Yeah, he is an idiot. But the real culprits are you people here. He wouldn't have known if it wasn't for both of you guys. Phew! 😛
I am kinda lost almost the entire time I read your post. Man! your mind should be like a plethora of thoughts racing one against the other!
I am kinda lost almost the entire time I read your post. Man! your mind should be like a plethora of thoughts racing one against the other!
That crazy post, huh ?
I thought it will be different of some sort. I think it got crazy sort of scary.
Tell me about it. 😛
That crazy post, huh ?
I thought it will be different of some sort. I think it got crazy sort of scary.
Tell me about it. 😛
Research..?.. As in…..?
Research..?.. As in…..?
I was just kidding.
I was referring to the word spelling backwards , i.e. the Love – Evol (Evil) thing. Unless one has thought about it, like a little deep, that thought wouldn't have come, right?
I was kidding, anyway. 😛
I was just kidding.
I was referring to the word spelling backwards , i.e. the Love – Evol (Evil) thing. Unless one has thought about it, like a little deep, that thought wouldn't have come, right?
I was kidding, anyway. 😛
Don't worry… it ok
BTW it's a song by Eminem :D:D:D:D:D
So ya… I thought you would get that
Don't worry… it ok
BTW it's a song by Eminem :D:D:D:D:D
So ya… I thought you would get that