Showing posts with label Love. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Love. Show all posts

Monday, May 11, 2009

Sometimes...

Sometimes...

All you need is a patient ear,


Sometimes,

You want a hug, a warm embrace

 

Sometimes,

You need the hug, the warm embrace

 

Sometimes,

You want someone to say “It’s ok, tough luck”

 

Sometimes,

You feel cold, and want some warmth,

 

Sometimes,

You feel hot and tired, and need a cool calm,

 

Sometimes,

 you just want to be alone,


Sometimes,

you just don't, can't,


Sometimes,

you want to just go away with someone,


Sometimes,

you want someone to take you away,


Sometimes,

you want answers,


Sometimes,

you don't want to hear even a single question,


Sometimes,

you just want to break, out, free, away...


There are many such times, not sometimes, often... But there isn't that someone, just no one.

Monday, May 12, 2008

Loneliness

Loneliness isn't a physical situation, it is a state of mind.

Wednesday, April 23, 2008

Love, actually...

This something blew my head off when I heard it the first time... and since then, I've not seen this part of the movie again... Never had to... the dialogue is still buzzing in my head...
Movie: "Good Will Hunting". Sean Maguire (Robin Williams) is breaking apart Will Hunting's (Matt Damon) smugness of the previous meeting with a calculated, well thought over analysis of his behavior. This is part of what he says...
"... And if I asked you about women I'm sure you could give me a syllabus of your personal favorites, and maybe you've been laid a few times too. But you couldn't tell me how it feels to wake up next to a woman and be truly happy. If I asked you about war you could refer me to a bevy of fictional and non-fictional material, but you've never been in one. You've never held your best friend's head in your lap and watched him draw his last breath, looking to you for help. And if I asked you about love I'd get a sonnet, but you've never looked at a woman and been truly vulnerable. Known that someone could kill you with a look. That someone could rescue you from grief. That God had put an angel on Earth just for you. And you wouldn't know how it felt to be her angel. To have the love to be there for her forever. Through anything, through cancer. You wouldn't know about sleeping sitting up in a hospital room for two months holding her hand and not leaving because the doctors could see in your eyes that the term "visiting hours" didn't apply to you. And you wouldn't know about real loss, because that only occurs when you lose something you love more than yourself, and you've never dared to love anything that much."

Sunday, July 22, 2007

Tell me... is this Love? - cont.

I was off blogger for about 2 weeks, otherwise this updte would have come before.

Heard this from a friend, let's call her Z.

Z comes from a rather liberal family, and by liberal, I mean liberal by Indian standards. And well, she is in a relationship with this guy from her college, who is now studying abroad. As such, their love hangs by their daily phone calls and some rather short and infrequent meets. But the distance isn't their biggest problem. The guys family is damn conservative, and as far as my knowledge goes, so is he.

And this is something she said when she told me that he is rather conservative for her... Z says, "His familt is very conservative, and so is he, but thats ok, cause I love him so much".

Hmmmm... is this love?

Friday, June 15, 2007

Tell me... is this love?

Usually, I have a lot to say about everything under the sun. But 'LOVE' is one subject I really can't talk much about. For the simple fact that I have realised I don't know, or rather don;t understand it yet...

The most cliched 'definition' is probably 'friendship'. You know, the filmy, mushy, 'kuch kuch hota hai' type, "Pyaar, dosti hai!". I think thats B$%#S&*T.

I heard an alternate explanation for this... Love is... "Friendship, on fire!". That explains all the lust and passion people feel when in love. But that still doesn't explain it all to me. What happens when all that lust/passion/frenzy is over, and all people have is just each other, plain and simple? Say, like when you are 65 or so... Frankly, I don't know the answer...

I heard another explanation... albeit picked from a film, it's not exactly filmy... trust me...
This is an excerpt from the Bollywood flick "Bluffmaster". (Caution: the first part of this dialogue is blatantly ripped from Ocean's 11). Nevertheless, it goes like this. Abhiskek Bacchan's character Roy, is meeting Priyanka Chopra's character Simmy at a store. Simmy has dumped Roy because he is a conman. Now Simmy is with another guy, and Roy, witty as usual, is trying to convince her to get back with him because he has changed.

Simmy: "Ab main (the guy's name) ke saath hoon"
(I'm with (the guy's name) now)
Roy: "Kya woh tumhe hasata hai?"
(Does he make you laugh?)
Simmy: "Woh mujhe rulata nahi hai"
(At least he doesn't make me cry)
This part was picked right from Ocean's 11. That put me off... But the next line, was a killer...

Roy: "Woh tumhe hasa nahi sakta, AUR tumhe rula nahi sakta, matlab tumhe usse pyaar nahi hua"!!!
(He can't make you laugh, AND, he can't make you cry, that means you don't love him yet)
HMMM..........