To love and to my love February 12, 2009
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In the moments of silence, one is only reminded of the less silent the moments. You may choose to be away being vulnerable to the kindness of love, and being away has always helped less, compared to have been helped. Love is indeed a cliched word, for many utter it with little thought and lesser commitment, but how one if may be with true a feel help himself? “Love” as a word is uttered as much as one needs it and the matter of fact stays that everyone needs it and in abundance. Love is that magic hand that would hold you when you fall in moments of melancholy and giggle around on the high flyings of your happiness. The reasoning of love has always been less logical, for they have been beyond algorithms and our humanness has always been poorer to its nobility. “how n why” in love can be an intelligent and as well a stupid question and the difference lies only on ones belief towards the same.
The space that distants one from the beloved can stay hated and that’s the intensity of love, making man less materialistic but more of a lover and only to his love. Salute to the word “love” for its an understatement for such a complex existence, its four letterdness may make one laugh at it, but having lost to it can only make you laugh more and of extreme happiness. God’s craftsmanship of having created love is what makes him God from Man. To love and to my love – Jithesh Lakshmanan Marar
Continues… October 26, 2008
Posted by Jithesh Lakshmanan marar in Uhh my writing!.Tags: destiny, Dreams, expericences of life, Happiness, lessons of life, Life, reality
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What is life about? Is it the haunting memories of the burnt past thats as strong as ones own shadows or the biting brushings of the fickle now that allows the shadows? A chilling stroke of pain fills the heart when memories think of the things that are lost and the experiences gained. Would it be human enough? or would it just be human? to allow the senses to compare of the so called “then” and the present, “now”. Goodness cherished and sorrows lived are just the shades and tones of the painting that i am now and i can only allow my heart to respect the past that brought the depth in me. Though intellectual does our heart wish to stay and would like to proclaim to itself to be the master creator of its own destiny, Life, i think is like the water that flows through the rocks, surfaces harder and softer just are the bitterness and sweetness of reality. It gives great pleasure to think of writing ones own story, but sometimes, neverthless most of the times, the brushings of reality makes them just a fantasy. If we could just think of goodness and then die, may be goodness can stay eternal. But to live them beyond the thinking is like embracing pain and with a smile. Several times, i have failed, but many a times, i have smiled. Having lived and smiled, i confess, some smiles have really been painful, yet the strife to be smiling wide, continues.
- Jithesh Lakshmanan Marar.
my wishes for both March 9, 2008
Posted by Jithesh Lakshmanan marar in my wishes for both.Tags: Beautiful, Dreams, Freshness, heart, Life, Life's design, Sadness, Silence, Wishes
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I feel to have got lost or in the process of getting. subtly did It start but deep has it gone and intense as silence embraces and I embrace silence. a loss of what i have been, of what i had, of what i dreamt would my life be and so it bringeth more sadness to the heart. The unpredictability of life plays its tunes loud and beautiful my sadness the music. Unlike in labs life does not give you much opportunities to correct yourself. you cannot test anything but need to have it right when life demands and that is something very challenging. you may loose something that you may have been claiming yours for ages and life can easily do that to you, reminding you constantly that you are merely a speck of dust to life’s design and not the one who designs it. It is not a competition because you cant compete against the design itself and you realize that only when it happens. an old piece of gift, a torn image, a distorted memory, little beautiful music, absolute silence can all remind you of what you wish to be reminded and if only you wish to be reminded, if not you would have already discarded of what hinders and need to be discarded to make way for what you think is freshness and life! my wishes for both.
- Jithesh Lakshmanan Marar.
