Wednesday, November 2, 2011

Life as I know It

Anton Chekhov once said that you must trust and believe in people or life becomes impossible.

There was a vacuum inside despite of huge knowledge in comparison to peers. You can't be thrilled with the life if it is full of knowledge.

One who not been able to love, or not been able to receive love. He has not been able to share his being. That’s the misery of one's existence. The worst bit is one does not know where to seek love.

People have no idea and nor do they care how a loner live and struggle. Life was rather repulsive once! Anton Chekhov once said that people who lead a lonely existence always have something on their minds that they are eager to talk about.

I was alone once yet not lonely. A development of relationship blossomed but was crushed in between. Aren't the most painful stories those where the relations are left broken yet open? Yet, I prefer silence than stories.

It takes the darkest hour of your life to find yourself. The more I know who I am and what I want in the life, the less I let things upset me. No matter what happens, i will not live with a incompatible person.

When love happens, life takes a turn. I am turning !

What one want to communicate and what one hope to communicate matches then the heart becomes full of joy. All shades of sarcasm, mysticism and sorrow sublime into thin air. Reconstruction at any age in any heart will heal the anger that shackle the bonds of love.

Does a life story need to conclude and make sense, like winning at the end of struggle, or rain after a long period of drought? Life is long and destination unseen.

I have learned all these years that life and dreams can never meet because when they meet both will loose their meaning. But, I was dead wrong. Even life is full of paradox, it seems complementary.

I have seen enough days of summer, there is autumn in my life. I am feeling happy. No matter how cool, strong or smart, every man is a fool in love. If you are in love, everything falls into line, everything falls together in a harmony, everything starts having significance.

8 comments:

  1. Nice :) Can relate to your post in a way that I think that why the hell I have not written it... lol

    Thanks for sharing,
    Blessings...

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  2. Thanks Pawan and Mr Lonely. Nice toknow that you enjoyed it...

    Pawan, you can release version 2.0 of same post for the refined reading....

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  3. great post my friend ;)

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  4. Thanks Cooper for your praise...

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  5. "people who lead a lonely existence always have something on their minds that they are eager to talk about"

    This rings a bell :) I've spent a long time of my life alone and lonely. Does help you recognize yourself.

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  6. @vikram, I have stepped out of living a lonely existence. The search for information and knowledge will lead us in the abyss of loneliness. Happiness is only real when shared hence I slowly opt out of the lonely existence to meet and interact with the people. But one should live alone to know which things/work/act make him/her happy in the life.

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  7. Congrats....yayaver that you are turning....
    I remember one of your post dated May 19, 2010 (Eat, Drink and Sleep. Is this a life ?) where u'd raised some questions. I had tried understanding those questions and tried answering some of them in comments. One was:

    Yayaver: Every Jack has Jill. But I am not Jack.

    Me: NO COMMENTS. Sometimes I don’t believe. Sometime try out with all your heart and if you fail thereafter again, please post it then again.

    Love is beautiful yayaver. Love for the sake of love only, rather than being logical, let it happen. Don't get burdened by all the knowledge that you possess..let it be a childlike innocence....Life will have a meaning because of love....
    All the best for the journey ahead...may life and dreams complement each other for you....

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  8. @anjaanrahgir, you really plucked the the heart of a writer inside me. I am feeling so happy that you remembered such an old autobiographical post of mine. And, yes love is beautiful when you feel comfortable in the presence of her.

    Life has got new meaning but the rebel instinct of writer is dying inside me. The anger with the world is slowly decaying and I have lost interest in many brainy activities. Heart has its own way of working, completely mysterious for us lesser mortals.

    Sometimes miracle happens when you deny its chances.... the thunder of love had hit me hard. Thanks for your love and support in both hard and good times...

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