Can you fall in love over and over again?
Or it is just waking up to the same love every morning, albeit with a different face and name?
Who are we really having an affair with? Other people? Or with that one frame that we hold up to the world and give it the name of whoever we catch sight of, through it?
Frames need to be polished every now and then, taken down. But we can’t see too clearly without them. Umm…but do we see clearly with them, anyway?
I’ve just returned from an old-fashioned family vacation at the ‘native place’, complete with grand-parents, cousins and mangoes. It was nice to not have to be a boss, a sparkling wit, a responsible citizen, a busy commuter or any of those multitudinous other roles I seem to keep juggling. On…
At the Performance Poetry workshop I attended yesterday, we looked at some videos of performers. One of them had a few notes playing in the background and the performer speaking in a characteristic singsong, often-rhyming style. I blurted out, “But that’s rap!” The others smiled and told me that rap…
Do you like to compromise? I don’t.
@ ABC: Do we have the patience to find someone like that or wait to get used to the other person’s foibles? Not much these days I think.
Isn’t love just a of finding someone who satisfies most of your sub-conscious logical needs which you have grown fond of as you you grown, seen in your close people, your idols, and through other means?
Its just that you find very few (usually one) who just satisfies all those needs. The funny part is, your needs change with time.
It is the frame – and the frame changes.