"Is she pretty?" -- a close-ended question that left my motor mouth choking and sputtering before it could give a fair answer of YES or NO. A simple question shifted my neurons into high gear as it began to theorize, rationalize and philosophize the idea of beauty.
Does beauty have color, size and shape? Does it have categories wherein one can be described as pretty but not beautiful (and cute is even a senseless word in the world of Art)? Does it define personality or is it the other way around?
Probably, the greatest deception ever pulled was convincing the whole human race that our uniqueness is an imperfection and the society's dictates of what is and is not pleasing caused self-appreciation to evolve into self-depreciation. It's a whole evolution process in retrograde.
So what is beauty? A perceptual experience of pleasure or satisfaction. An in-the-moment euphoric sensation. A swirl of emotion. A breathtaking impression. A fiery passion. A violent reaction. An internal combustion...
Madness... madness... Indeed.
Wednesday, 20 November 2013
Tuesday, 12 November 2013
Once Upon A Time
Circumstances were cloudy and vague just like clear bottle left for ages. Bits and pieces were all that was left in the prelude to adulthood. Random conversations that somehow made sense and asking for A/S/L made a difference. Things evolved in ways that most people would never understand. At the height of technological revolution, the world became small yet both were strangers in the confines of the town.
He was the Lion King and she was Little Mermaid. Two species could never co-exist. No point defining a relationship borne out of virtual synchronicity -- whether it was love or plain insanity.
They existed in the world wide web, an omniverse of coded messages, witty remarks and sweet nothings in data packets.
Nineteen... thirteen...none....
Nineteen when the first bunch of roses and chocolates were delivered with scribbles proving existence. Words that screamed his name. Thirteen years and still she calls out the same.... Wonder if the universe has a play in mind...
He was not the "Happily ever after" but the best "Once Upon A Time"....
He was the Lion King and she was Little Mermaid. Two species could never co-exist. No point defining a relationship borne out of virtual synchronicity -- whether it was love or plain insanity.
They existed in the world wide web, an omniverse of coded messages, witty remarks and sweet nothings in data packets.
Nineteen... thirteen...none....
Nineteen when the first bunch of roses and chocolates were delivered with scribbles proving existence. Words that screamed his name. Thirteen years and still she calls out the same.... Wonder if the universe has a play in mind...
He was not the "Happily ever after" but the best "Once Upon A Time"....
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