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They deem me mad for I will not sell my days for gold

I deem them mad for they think my days have a price !



Wednesday, May 19, 2010

The will!

Another long day another set of myriad eventful and not so many have passed by.
On the dining table a thought is borne a little while ago.

It is about 'the will'. Perhaps a very strong and quite in it's own way the most powerful and yet the most paralyzing of all emotions. What could set the weakest of weak into the strongest of strong and the other way around.
For the moment I would only like to stick by the thought as to how easy it is stick by the will to show people you care that you really do and the ones you don't don't by ones sheer will. The will to love .. The will to live.. The will to run away and the will to do all it takes to come back home' after the long night . It is like a pilgrimage, I'd define it as a mere journey from self to self. That's it. and it ends right there .

The will may arise out of a myriad circumstances or events or pain or joy. The reason maybe as numerous as the stars up in the heaven but it would lead to a point of only resurrection of the truth prima ultima.
To believe is to live and to live is by belief. The belief stormed and yet coloured by ones imagery of what exists and what does not.
My seeking attempt maybe modest but the search is ever prevalent, ever seeking to be quenched.
The irony just one... How long would you keep THE WILL or anything alive and why would you want to if you would really want to.

The man still thinking
Ratin

Monday, May 17, 2010

The blemishes

It has been not for any obvious reason that your's truly decided to stay away from this divine place, my blog! There is a reason so true and fulfilling that I call it so. It's because of you and me! I write to express and share and be connected with you all who by far share a space in this frail soul, my soul!!!

I am quite in a pensive stance owing to such myriad entanglements that ones life has to offer. Do I come across as a depressed soul, well maybe that is not my possible suggestion to myself and neither would it be such a heavy recluse of choice. The partial truth maybe sublime in it's context but that's not the choice I have made at the seconds which just slipped away.

Till quite recently a very dear companion mentioned to me how it was not possible for relationships to be savoured if they didn't enjoy public wooing which I am sure is only an outcome of how loudly we have arrived with them and made this unbearable public noise. The question that arises : " why is it important " I am still wandering over the clouds of thoughts which I still don't accept as though they see the prima ultimate truth.

Blemishes are so true as they are only an outcome of false truth exposed in it's sheer nastily undraped vanity. It is such a diminishing emotion to be one in the familiar world and yet not be the one.....

Thinking yet again ....
Ratin