Showing posts with label ATTACHMENT. Show all posts
Showing posts with label ATTACHMENT. Show all posts

Friday, June 18, 2010

It's my turn

As I see my hands twitch and tremble while cleaning up my desk, I realize that feelings are funny things. 


They trick you into getting attached to stuff as silly, useless and of almost zero aesthetic value, as dried flower petals and torn wrapping papers taking up all of your drawer space. You know that nobody will use them for anything. You know that the next time you'll look at them will be when you decide to clean up your desk again. But you still think countless times before doing away with them.


No one is brave enough to defy feelings at one go. But technology's greatest gift to mankind is the amazing way to store stuff in a couple of bytes, without having it take your drawer space. 






And now, this stuff will have everything to do with memories and feelings and attachment but nothing to do with dilemma.


Feelings trick you too often to even think of beating their score. But at least you can gain more points by tricking them sometimes.


I finally convinced my feelings to let me send a few things to the bin. All I had to do was to trick my feelings into thinking that some space is to be made for better gifts to come ;)


Sunday, December 21, 2008

I want to be with you, forever

My heart is loyal to you
My soul is your disciple
I shall keep you safe within me, forever.

But the world is hungry for control.
They'll try to gain control over me.

My soul is immortal
My heart is strong
But my body...
My body, I fear, shall yield to the meaningless terms of the 'society'.

I don't know what they'll demand of me. I don't know if they'll ever understand.
I don't know if they'll think of us as ignorant to have loved or they'll not even believe that we 'love' each other.

Still, I keep hope that one day I, with my heart, soul and body, shall be in your embrace.
But I constantly fear that from the cocoon of my dreams, the reality that I want to see will never emerge.
This fear overpowers the relief of being in your comforting arms.
Every time you touch, I wish its not the last time.
Every time we talk, I want to stay quiet and let you speak so that I hear every word that exists in your voice. This might be the last time we talked and thereafter, every word that I read or hear or think, I want to think in your voice.
Every time you assure me that we'll always be together, I pray that you are always there to give me assurance.
Every moment we live together, I fear, could be the last moment spent with you.
Every happy moment makes me cry.
This fear haunts me, day and night.

Why Oh why did it have to be that we are within two bodies