Something has got to tick for me to write and as it appears I shall write as another.
So here goes to the extraordinary fool.
He sat laid back watching tv, the movie showing was intense, the theory of everything, never thought theories to be made of such complex human emotions he said to himself. The movie was so enthralling, the sheer strength of the bond between the sick doctor and his wife where she tries her best to uphold the relationship.
He had known black and white all his life atleast, that is what he dealt in at all times the emotions were always two extremes little did he know that, that was not how things worked. People say red is the color of love but, he stood in defiance, he believed it to be gray colored!! Why you ask, well, so did many and he replied as to why it is gray.
He believed that love existed because of its affection now this affection could be both black and white, as whats white for one is usually black for others but their black was a constituent particle of love as the world knew it (He saw nothing to change that). The thought was intimidating at times, the banal practices of the world can only be considered as either black or white for that is the scale he had for everything.
So back at the movie, he witness what true love might look like, and a realization dawned upon him that he had never experienced love, rather those were moments of strong infatuations and nothing more, for infatuations GROW into love and those infatuations were often let go off. Never did he confront an infatuation and never he let himself for an attachment strong enough knowing that he cannot bear a heartbreak. This particular fear was the major reason why things he saw were black and white alas, knowing this did not help him.
So that's that and the fool got hungry !!!
He sat laid back watching tv, the movie showing was intense, the theory of everything, never thought theories to be made of such complex human emotions he said to himself. The movie was so enthralling, the sheer strength of the bond between the sick doctor and his wife where she tries her best to uphold the relationship.
He had known black and white all his life atleast, that is what he dealt in at all times the emotions were always two extremes little did he know that, that was not how things worked. People say red is the color of love but, he stood in defiance, he believed it to be gray colored!! Why you ask, well, so did many and he replied as to why it is gray.
He believed that love existed because of its affection now this affection could be both black and white, as whats white for one is usually black for others but their black was a constituent particle of love as the world knew it (He saw nothing to change that). The thought was intimidating at times, the banal practices of the world can only be considered as either black or white for that is the scale he had for everything.
So back at the movie, he witness what true love might look like, and a realization dawned upon him that he had never experienced love, rather those were moments of strong infatuations and nothing more, for infatuations GROW into love and those infatuations were often let go off. Never did he confront an infatuation and never he let himself for an attachment strong enough knowing that he cannot bear a heartbreak. This particular fear was the major reason why things he saw were black and white alas, knowing this did not help him.
So that's that and the fool got hungry !!!
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