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Bad Romance
I’ve found almost everything ever written about love tobe true.yes Brutely TRUE Shakespeare said ‘Journeys end in lovers meeting.’What an extraordinary thought. Personally, I have not experienced anything remotely close to that,but I am more than willing to believe Shakespeare had.I suppose I think about love more than anyone really should.I am constantly amazed by its sheer power to alter and define OUR lives.
It was Shakespeare who also said “love is blind”.Now thatis something I know to be true.For some quite inexplicably,LOVE fades; for others LOVW is simply lost.But then ofcourse love can also be found,even if just for the night.And then,there’s another kind of love:the cruelest kind.The one that almost kills its victims.Its called UNREQUITED LOVE…Most love stories are about people who fall in love with each other.But what about the rest of us!???What about our stories, those of us who fall in love alone? We are the victims of the one sided affair.We are the cursed of the loved ones. We are the unloved ones,the walking wounded.The handicapped without the advantage of a great parking space!Yes, you are looking at one suchindividual.This Topic reminded me of Lady Gagaa’s sonf -BAD ROMANCE
The Al-Chemist
Hidden Stoty Behind ‘The Alchemist’
The al-Chemist
Truth, purity, unselfishness – wherever these are present, there is no power below or above the sun to crush the possessor thereof. Equipped with these, one individual is able to face the whole universe in opposition.
One of the greatest book I’ve read..‘The Alchemist’. To whom all, a writer has to be truthful to? It’s not a simple question, that too when related to a popular writer like Paulo Coelho. First of all a writer has to be truthful to himself, then to his readers and ultimately to the society he represents. When a writer becomes truthful to all the above, naturally his creations contain spirituality. Anyone becomes spiritual when he is truthful to his soul.
The secret of creative writing of Paulo Coelho is also the same. He openly accepts this in his book ‘Confessions of a pilgrim’: dissolving and coagulating! What all are dissolved? How does the coagulation happen? These two questions are relevant and have to be answered.
The history of alchemy spans past four millenniums. Alchemy has three different phases.Blackening: burnout of impureness; Whitening: spiritualization, enlightenment,Reddening: unification of man with god, unification of the limited with the unlimited. The definite chief aim of Alchemists was to convert cheap metals into gold or silver, to find out ‘panacea’, a cure for all diseases and a universal solvent. Paulo Coelho is an Alchemist who possesses at least the universal solvent! He has that ‘fluid energy’ like ether which fill the interstellar spaces! And in that universal solvent he adds several things, which may be in the form of thoughts, books etc of others, which may get dissolved! How does he get the product of coagulation, which is point of my search. For this process he derives several laws. We have to enquire their fountainhead. We have to analyze from where he picked up the ingredients, and his apex philosophy of simplifying everything.
The thread of The Alchemist is taken from A tale of two dreamers, a story by Borges. This fact is told by Neerav Bhat, a literary critic. Borges’s story is based on a tale from Arabian nights. A certain man from Baghdad has a dream.
The Notebook
I watched Notebook yesterday. Five times. Over and over and over again. I watched it all night, trying to figure it out .
It’s the same story. Teenage girl meets teenage boy, for the first time they fall deeply, insanely and endlessly in love, they teach each other everything about love, they spend their summers beneath the trees, growing together in love. And then, after one year of happiness and joy this beautiful love story ends, because that’s what happens with puppy love. Because something went wrong. Because they hurt each other. Because there were terrible actions and even more terrible words. Teenage girl and teenage boy are wounded, they’re hurting. And they try to move on. Many letters are written, but never actually sent. Four years apart and not one word is said. Sometimes, they use to see each other in their new lives, but they don’t even smile at each other. They are just like strangers passing by. Their eyes meet for a second or two, and there is so many hidden feelings and secrets in those moments that their hearts starts to beat faster, and then these moments are gone.
Five years later, teenage girl is a woman, teenage boy a man and their story is nowadays just bittersweet memories. They have never really forgotten each other, but they’re too proud to tell. Then, she meets this other man, this perfect man, who loves her with all her heart. That man is her “Lon”, he is just perfect in every way and he can give her a secure, loving and worshipful marriage, and she maybe won’t die completely happy but she will die with a confidently smile on her face. He purpose, and she say yes. Engaged and happy, but something is missing. And that’s when “Noah” comes back to her life. Or actually, she comes back to his. She just has this strong feeling that she has to meet him, she don’t know what to tell him but she know she has to see him, she has to speak to him. So she finds him. She is so sure that he has moved on and forgot her, but by finding him she realize that he still loves her. As she loves him. As she always did. As she always will. They spend some days talking for hours, telling memories, crying, catching up, falling in love (deeply, insanely and endlessly) all over again. It feels like the years in between didn’t even exist. Like they’re just coming back to each other’s arms again after a short break. Everything is exactly like before, like five years ago. His voice. His eyes. Nothing has changed.
Is there such a great love?
Did you ever.?
Did you ever have the feeling that you wanted to go, and still have the feeling that you wanted to stay..
