A topic suggested!
So what does one who asks for advice get? Advice! So on hot autumn night, the author sets to the taks of finding something worthy to write about. (Actually, it does not require too much fuss, just some ability to think on the topic for a while. Now that you have been reading this blog, you should have realized it.) Nothing comes across to the mind as a topic, which can occupy the thought process for more than a couple of seconds. Then finally settle down to seek help! A friend suggests trying to write something with emotion, and the emotion to be portrayed – romance. The suggestion was made with a certain person in mind. Moreover, given cupid’s current monopoly over a certain part of the brain (or should it be the heart?) it comes across as a worthy idea. There are many perquisites to this, as listed
Ø incase a blood relative comes across my blog, there is awareness created(chances are high of my absconding then)
Ø Incase there is 'the' certain person visiting this blog, well, it would be worthy.
Ø In addition, gives time to think about writing for the certain person.
After having suggested the crux of the topic, dear friend elucidates the manner of the post. (Takes the form of a letter, must be romantic…) this may not be a worthy attempt, but nonetheless, it is just an attempt. Better to try n fail than have never tried. Therefore, to try, we all use the help of Google these days. After some vain research, finally, it seems that inspiration for the same; (inspiration already defined) comes from within. Let us set the ball rolling then. Consider reading a love letter from the author addressed to a certain person.
Dear Hjkl,
I haven’t the foggiest of how to start this letter! It is sans an introduction.
I arise from dreams of you
In the first sweet sleep of night,
When the winds are breathing low,
And the stars are shining bright;
I arise from dreams of you,
And a spirit in my feet
Has lead me — who knows how?
To your window, sweet!
The wandering airs they faint
On the dark, the silent stream —
The Champak odours fail
Like sweet thoughts in a dream;
The nightingale’s complaint,
It dies upon her heart; —
As I must on yours,
Oh, beloved as you are!
Oh lift me from the grass!
I die! I faint! I fail!
Let your love in kisses rain
On my lips and eyelids pale.
My cheek is cold and white, alas!
My heart beats loud and fast; —
Oh! Press it to your own again,
Where it will break at last.
A vain attempt at copying poetry, you think! True. I Am love struck. I don’t know how many fathom deep I am in love. Yet, when I hear you voice, I fall in love all over again!
Signed…
jhgf
Guess this the most that could be done now. Let’s see when the real opportunity arises.
Ok folks! Show’s over. Damage done!
6 comments:
jayshree... i am not sure about "h***" but for the rest of the male janta reading this blog (including me) will fall for u.
yaar, i am simply amazed at the deep emotions u have expresed yet make it appear so effortless.
3-point the intended audience - haha.. u rock !
smart way of using modes of communication to pass the message.. may be i shud ask someone to drop in to ur blog sometimes what say ?
ur last line was the most captivating - "ready to fall inlove all over again..." eventough i have read such lines many a time, i never felt anything, until it came from u.
I sit in awe, just wondering, how a girl, sitting thousands of miles away from a person whom she is barely in contact with, feel so deeply? and here no logic works... as i said earlier, i really am very happy for u. and am praying that ma prediction comes true. (and by the way, this is not for the louis vet... whatever shoes) ;o)
Nice the way you seem so deeply in love with this person... I still know what it is like to feel deeply for someone, but have forgotten what its like to 'be in love'! Hehehehe, nice to see the concept still exists! :-))
:) Nice one.
All da best J ;)
I do hope ur special someone stumbles upon this post and gets to realise how u feel!
Never knew there was a gr8 poetess inside of ya!!
well,unlike junta here,iam not gonna feel senti about the post...am just rubbing my hands in glee at the damage u have done..oh why oh why was my net down and i did not reead this while at chennai???
u gone missy....no need for anyone to gang up against me...i shall just forward this to the concerned parties...:))...should i send it to "the" concerned party as well???
hey Jassi, ur collection of words are just too good, Amazing is the word....
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