Wednesday, July 8, 2009

together apart !

a sort of semi-ironic refrain brought from nothing that always existed. It’s like a well founded
fear that's soaked, imbued and then assimilated. hmmmm part of the system and now flows
in the blood. More than a touch of exotic nihilism, a divine intervention with the sole motive of constant crawling in the brain... sceptical, cynical, and ready to devour............but then nothing is left.......there has never been anything to satiate its hunger. so even after being born healthy its blemished, ravaged, angry at the unhealthy attitude of the host. Let there be a war one is to one
and let the host be destroyed so that eventually it may reach the I.

I have a right to carry this "I" for one it belongs to me don’t know why it no longer suffice my world.
I am angry, bruised and my me is swollen.....there is no hope because my I no longer stands with me and by my side...it has become distant and i no longer long for it....
Don’t know if my infidelity hurts it but i mourn its absence .....many happy wonderful days we
have spend together...memory of good days no longer hurts ....its baked and solidified, taken the shape of a rock well above the ground to make any one fall that steps at the edges. It could have
been wonderful if this could be preserved like a distant star still bright and shinning like the stars of every one else so that one could hold the membership of some fraternity at least without "I" I could belong to somebody or to some club, society or club and could fill the patches and make existence some coherent piece of cloth to wrap around when it snows in the winter of life.......


2 comments:

  1. Woho ! Vandana .....You dont seem so complicated as you sound here!
    Way to go girl....shall follow your blogs now...and incase i miss you can always give a knock on the wooden panel that seperates our work stations....
    All the best!
    Apoorva

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  2. Abstract and beautiful as usual ! Poetic & am amazed with the so many quotation inventions. A level of unmatched indirection and the "i" is as enigmatic as an Ayn Rand creation !

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