Showing posts with label love. Show all posts
Showing posts with label love. Show all posts

Monday, June 20, 2011

Coveted


Coveted
And unto He cried….
The sun was setting. The ground reflected its crimson glow. He sat there. Against the dark silhouette, his face grimaced with an angelic disposition. His bare body represented the ‘freedom’ he longed. Slowly the shackles of society and the fetters of shyness were moving towards him. He led out a cry. A scream if you may. The scream was not out of pain or desperation. It was his heart’s cry. For once he wanted to let her know, how much he loved her. For once, he did not care about anything, anyone. For once he wanted his heart to take over.
“Set me as a seal upon thy heart, as a seal upon
thine arm, for love is as strong as death.”
It didn’t matter to him if she loved him back. All his heart needed was a little acknowledgement. He was fed up of putting up pretence. Hiding behind a happy face, only he knew the depth of his solemnity. That grin was tiring. Suddenly he realized he was nothing but a joker. The painted face was a tool to camouflage the bruises of his soul. A seagull nearby was preparing for a flight. As a child he had read the story of a sparrow and a boy. A boy who was, once in love with the most beautiful girl in his class. And a sparrow who was so moved by the boy’s love, that she sacrificed herself to break a curse that would enable the boy to win his love. Sitting there, the man thought was he the sparrow or the boy?
Stirred by the sudden noises, he saw the branches had started to grow on him again. Should he succumb or should he let go? ‘And unto he cried once again’. The harder he tried to let go, the stronger their hold grew. The last ray of sun saw the last bare part of the man getting ‘hidden’ again.

P.S. this post was my interpretation of the picture. Taken from the profile page of Mr. Siddhant Karnick, the model. Photography by Vivek Tickoo; Art direction &pp: Sarbani Pradhan; Special effects make up : Rita Verma. Model Courtesy: Talent Hatz Entertainment.

Friday, August 27, 2010

"Dream on a Little Dream of Me"


While,I was listening to 'Dreams' today, the glee cast version, (and yes..i'm a self-confessed gleedict aka glee-addict), I realised something. There's a thin line between dreaming and fantasizing.

We have fantasies about things, that fills the void in us. That makes us forget the hurt, the pain. That makes us happy again. We have a FOC about fantasies. Freedom of Choice. We can choose what we fantasize about. It's more like a lust. Sinful pleasures, if u may call.

Dreams are the 'inevitable desires' Something the heart wants. Something which we cannot control. Something that makes us complete. Something, that gives us a reason to live. Something, that when broken, causes more pain than anything else. Dreams become a part of our existence. Our dreams define what we think and our 'action' speak what we think. Dream is like LOVE. You cannot choose to love. You just fall in love. You just fall in love with something and then dream about it. It can be anything or anyone. There's no FOC here. One can chose to ignore or remain, nonchalant but that doesn't mean it's not there..As they say, the heart wants...what it wants..."


"Stars shining bright above you...
Night breezes whisper, I love you...
Birds singing in the sycamore tree
Dream a little dream of me
Saying nighty night and kiss me
Just hold me tight and tell me,
you miss me
while i'm a little blue asking thee
Dream a little dream of me...."