The prologue: Their ephemeral love affair
The epilogue: A vapid life with new beginnings
Scribbled in between was a never ending story: The myth of their separation
Wednesday, April 22, 2009
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An attempt to capture the essence of my thoughts and put them in bearable prose, or worse (as the unimaginative pun indicates). Not too different from my scribbles on paper, only a lot more legible.
9 comments:
The eternally ephemeral love affair, the continuously concrete myth of separation - the perfect case of a glass that is either half full or half empty!
This is nice but it doesn't have any hint of parenting. Right?
The child in the mother's womb, the 'severance' of the umblical chord (myth of separation), and the child's life thereafter? (but why vapid?)...
Not sure if this is what you meant though...Do elaborate please (unless you want each one to have his/her own takeaway)...
@Ankit: At least you are on the right track :)
@Pallavi, Frissko: No, no, no. No parenting analogies here :) This is pure and simple love and seperation between adults. More importantly, a take on how lost love can be a legend for a lifetime if you can't get over it.
Thank God, Parth. See you need to clarify so that we don't make dangerous assumption..:)
@Pallavi: I absolutely see that need now :)
Why vapid? You broke my heart with that single adjective! :(
@Plain Jane: Good to see you here after a long time. It strikes home, doesn't it, the 'vapidity' of it all. I suppose I wanted to wrench the heart of all those whose hearts can be wrenched with these words.
wonder why love is so fated to ephemereality - and why some of us find that fragility so difficult to make peace with
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