22/06: Misty Reflections
Views, feelings, questions, answers(?), some desperate attempts to put inner flames into words, some perfectly negative thoughts, the constant effort to still bring out something positive, a few misty reflections. What do you think they tried to tell? What do you think they actually conveyed? Did you care to ponder? Did you ever care to read between the 'characters'?
You may have noticed the reprospective tone. You may have observed a sense of playfulness. But, did you notice the passionate undercurrents, the sad undertones? You may have liked the play of words; you may have loved or hated the way some of them were overly dramatic. But, did you grasp the deepest feelings that underlined them ALL? Did the hint of hopelessness throughout ever strike you?
Could you see the poetic flow that enveloped each piece of text. Did you hear the music that played in the background? If not, go back and listen carefully, and the words that once may not have meant a thing, might actually mean more. The words that seemed just plain words will perhaps come to life.
And, did the generous dose of emotion in each peice show? Could you sense the sort of hindered outbursts of passion in each one of them? You may sense it now, if you go back and read them again. Perhaps. Or, you may have already sensed it. And perhaps, while reading my next piece, you will pay heed to the thread of overwhelming fervor that runs through each word, maybe even each letter.
And, did you ever think of what these reflections convey about me? Do you think you learnt anything about me, that you never knew - that you would never have known - save for these words? Did you understand the numerous thoughts that would never have reached you, if not for these silent words? Ofcourse, all of them told a story, that perhaps none of you noticed - a story that perhaps none of you will ever comprehend.
You would have sensed the constant and unrelenting references to memories, to bygone days. Strangely, they perhaps reflect the future more than they refelct my past! And you would have observed the up-down, sweet-sour, swinging tone that characterizes most of them. Perhaps unknowingly, they reflect the vast, unbounded amount of confusion that forever haunts me.
And hope you did notice the doting sense of sentimental feeling in each of them. And ofcourse, you would have observed the constantly romantic, openly melodramatic tone that touched each piece. These reflections may have changed your perspective of me, altered your perceptions about me - those perceptions probably replaced by other 'perceptions'.
And, did you notice the many thoughts about destiny, fate, uncertainty that seemed to have enveloped me and somewhat subdued me? Should I believe in destiny? Will I be able to make my own? Oh, the plethora of questions that just race through my mind nowadays! Did you smell that? Even faintly?
Ofcourse, these writings will remain somewhat hazy to many - maybe even to myself. After all, they are 'misty' reflections. But, even then, I hope some of them struck a chord somewhere. Hope some of them did manage to touch your heart. Hope that atleast a few made you think.
Future reflections will continue to be somewhat strange, seemingly fictional and sort of incomplete. But they will, still reflect ardent thoughts, contain subtle messages and perhaps continue to give me away. Only, they maybe a little more misty.
You may have noticed the reprospective tone. You may have observed a sense of playfulness. But, did you notice the passionate undercurrents, the sad undertones? You may have liked the play of words; you may have loved or hated the way some of them were overly dramatic. But, did you grasp the deepest feelings that underlined them ALL? Did the hint of hopelessness throughout ever strike you?
Could you see the poetic flow that enveloped each piece of text. Did you hear the music that played in the background? If not, go back and listen carefully, and the words that once may not have meant a thing, might actually mean more. The words that seemed just plain words will perhaps come to life.
And, did the generous dose of emotion in each peice show? Could you sense the sort of hindered outbursts of passion in each one of them? You may sense it now, if you go back and read them again. Perhaps. Or, you may have already sensed it. And perhaps, while reading my next piece, you will pay heed to the thread of overwhelming fervor that runs through each word, maybe even each letter.
And, did you ever think of what these reflections convey about me? Do you think you learnt anything about me, that you never knew - that you would never have known - save for these words? Did you understand the numerous thoughts that would never have reached you, if not for these silent words? Ofcourse, all of them told a story, that perhaps none of you noticed - a story that perhaps none of you will ever comprehend.
You would have sensed the constant and unrelenting references to memories, to bygone days. Strangely, they perhaps reflect the future more than they refelct my past! And you would have observed the up-down, sweet-sour, swinging tone that characterizes most of them. Perhaps unknowingly, they reflect the vast, unbounded amount of confusion that forever haunts me.
And hope you did notice the doting sense of sentimental feeling in each of them. And ofcourse, you would have observed the constantly romantic, openly melodramatic tone that touched each piece. These reflections may have changed your perspective of me, altered your perceptions about me - those perceptions probably replaced by other 'perceptions'.
And, did you notice the many thoughts about destiny, fate, uncertainty that seemed to have enveloped me and somewhat subdued me? Should I believe in destiny? Will I be able to make my own? Oh, the plethora of questions that just race through my mind nowadays! Did you smell that? Even faintly?
Ofcourse, these writings will remain somewhat hazy to many - maybe even to myself. After all, they are 'misty' reflections. But, even then, I hope some of them struck a chord somewhere. Hope some of them did manage to touch your heart. Hope that atleast a few made you think.
Future reflections will continue to be somewhat strange, seemingly fictional and sort of incomplete. But they will, still reflect ardent thoughts, contain subtle messages and perhaps continue to give me away. Only, they maybe a little more misty.
