One of those days when suddenly something pops into your mind and refuses to go away. So I decided to tweet it and let it flutter away in the web space.
When I first read about Bee’s Love Is In Da Blog, Kamala Das’s poem is what came to my mind. I read this during my under graduation times and had written these lines in my diary. It was about love, obviously, but the title of the poem was Suicide. I don’t remember the whole poem or the meaning of it. All I remembered were these lines.
I tell you, sea,
I have enough courage to die,
But not enough.
Not enough to disobey him
Who said: Do not die
And hurt me that certain way.
And there is one more of her’s which I loved, and yes it is again about Love. It was a sweet one. And it’s titled Love too 🙂 Here it is.
Until I found you,
I wrote verse, drew pictures,
And, went out with friends
Now that I love you,
Curled like an old mongrel
My life lies, content,
This is my first entry for the February Series related to Love, initiated by Bee. If you wanna join in, please do visit the link above.
And while we are at it, let me end this post with a quote for today’s One-Liner Wednesday
‘It is easy to hate and it is difficult to love. This is how the whole scheme of things works. All good things are difficult to achieve; and bad things are very easy to get.’ – Confucius
I heard these three songs in a sequence and found a pattern and thought it nice. I loved all three, but best of the lot is obviously Sam Smith’s one.
Let me end this with my favorite Khalil Gibran’s quotes which almost resembles the theme of these three songs.
To melt and be like a running brook that sings its melody to the night.
To know the pain of too much tenderness.
To be wounded by your own understanding of love;
And to bleed willingly and joyfully.
To wake at dawn with a winged heart and give thanks for another day of loving;
To rest at the noon hour and meditate love’s ecstasy;
To return home at eventide with gratitude;
And then to sleep with a prayer for the beloved in your heart and a song of praise upon your lips.
“Will I be able to do it without their help or intervention or will I have to trouble them again to help me do it ” ; these were the thoughts that came to my mind when I went on the small trip above the Monteserrat towards San Juan view point near Barcelona. It was a slightly steep climb and there was more to see. But I
was am afraid of heights and getting so far the point was in itself a huge deal with my leg. So I asked my friends to go ahead and check out the rest of it and come back and in the mean time I can take a break. But after catching my breath, I started panicking! I wasn’t sure if I can climb down that steep path without holding something to make me feel safe ( all that falling and breaking really did a number on me) and I was so afraid that another fall is not gonna be pretty and I really really need to break the jinx that I get injured during every trip I take (just a few days left for the trip to be over). So after panicking and trying to calm down myself, I started to walk down slowly to the next point from where the path was relatively flat , at least not that steep to make me break into sweat. It took me 10 minutes to come down, whereas for the rest it was a just a minute down the path running. Let me tell you , climbing up even with the fear of heights and breaking your body parts, is easy. Getting down , when you can actually see the height and really get hurt by a slip, is the most difficult part. But then when I did it I was so thrilled and happy. Sometimes a little faith in ourselves and a little push to the inner self is all it takes.
This post was written in response to Linda’s Stream of Consciousness Saturday prompt.
This week your Prompt will be “with/without.” Choose one to write about or include both. Write about any subject you wish, as always.