Saturday, December 27, 2008

Like water for Chocolate

Love came and went... Or did it? We talk about falling in and out of love as if it were a joke. Like it’s vapour, condensed one minute and evaporated the next. Like it’s time-less yet time-bound. Like it will lapse into pages of history and remain only there, not to live forever in our hearts. My music player tells me how stupid love is. I think not. I think it’s beautiful but is that all that I have- a random thought? I don’t remember the feeling. At all. The teenage rush, the pink blush, the high and the low, the wrenching, the tears of joy. A part of me feels dead to the word “love”. I thought love was in the streets of Paris, the gondolas of Venice, in the London-Eye, on a train to Rome... But that is a blur now. Like a bad print of a silent black and white movie with moving images that are barely discernible.


My shampoo bottle says, Ques. “Which food induces the feeling of falling in love”, Ans. “Chocolate”. I am sitting with a big bar of chocolate, hoping to be hit soon...

6 comments:

Anonymous said...

:)
What is that song playing on your music player?

Rachita Bansal said...

awww.. u got a name there? the song.. i don;t know. it's playing on shuffle.. :)

J said...

Sweet post.. Glad to know some people still believe in the return to innocence..

Rachita Bansal said...

thanks jake :)

brat said...

like water for chocolate, just the way rachita is for putting down thoughts in most amazing way. keep writing. i am getting addicted to it.

zephyr said...

Love doesnt have a particlar feeling. It is always unpredictable and crazy.. So am glad u dont remember because then when u do get it, u will appreciate it so much more...

"I thought love was in the streets of Paris, the gondolas of Venice, in the London-Eye, on a train to Rome..."
I love this part that u have written.. To me Love was in believing that in all these places he'll be standing by my side. Love was in holding hands in the darkness.. Love was in waiting for a visit and not sleeping all night in anticipation.. Love was in little things and big dreams..

I am a believer in Love and I dont think Love is fleeting for if it was, I wouldn't be pining away :)

sheesh I should stop now or I'll keep rambling.. :)