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Monday, April 18, 2005

Nocturnal Majesty



My favorite part of the day, is the night. Something abt it intensely appeals to my senses. I don't know whether it's the absence of the harsh solar rays, of the ceaseless din of earthly activities or simply the silence that spreads for miles. In the hands of a poet, description of the post-twilight brilliance would have woven magic, but in simple words I'll say this period casts a soothing effect on me and restores my composure no matter how hard the day might have been.

I love to be in the balcony at nights and experience the mystical effect. This I can do only during the weekends, coz on the other days I need to retire early so as to be able to wake up soon. And when I carry a walkman to accompany me, with my favorite numbers playing...heavens...it's just bliss!

It's an amazing feeling to peer through the darkness at the sky above & gaze at the oh-so-distant stars, the never-ending expanse of the universe which holds so many mysteries in its bosom; an expanse that humbles man & puts to shame all the technological breakthroughs ever made by him.

Another thing I do during my tryst with the Black Queen is to open my heart out to her. When there's no one with whom I can speak all I want, whatever I want, all the sense and nonsense I want, and yet be sure that the person won't ever let go of my hand, won't ever be judgemental but wud only listen and pledge to be with me, beyond Time, beyond reason, beyond Life, beyond Death, no matter what...in short, when my Ji is not with me, physically, she is all ears for me. As I progress deep into her darkness, I love watching all my worries melt away into her...leaving me lighter, better & rejuvenated to face the forthcoming trials...

There's a song which comes to mind and which I just cant resist putting down...


Aaja sanam, madhur chaandni mein hum tum milein
to veerane mein bhi aajeygi bahar
jhoomne lagega aasmaan...

Kehta hai dil aur machalta hai dil,
more saajan le chal mujhe taaron ke paar,
lagta nahin hai dil yahaan...



Comments:

Music is always the panacea for many bad times. Lata/SJ combo,perfect choice there!

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# posted by Blogger Deepak Jeswal : Monday, April 18, 2005  


Hi ..V..,
This is an unusual comment.
Am the contributor of the anonymous comment to your last post. and i mean every word of it.

I came over to your blog, while looking out for one of my frnd who blogs with the name "V". while at ur blog happened to go over to Abhinav's blog (noticed tht he was from C bcos of his bday wishes comment). and landed bang in the middle of u know what. Am not a blogger and Mr. A is no longer allowing anon posts. could u pls post the following in ur name. if u dont want to, i perfectly understand. dont care either ways if u mention me or not.
Mukund

there are times where in Junta ki Adalat & collective decision making are the best tools to adopt.

However, from a little bit of experience, this is definitely not one of those cases.

The complete story of Abhinav and Anonymous is known only to the two of them.

all this attempts of well minded individuals (some of whom might know the story from both ends) to help the two of them to "wash their dirty linen in public" will only help make opinions more rigid and prolly coax the protagonists to commit more mistakes.

Just assume that they were married. Would it be appropriate for them to discuss their relationship in public and invite inputs to confirm their respective points of view? I wd say no. And since the two of you are discussing such a serious matter.. By all means reach out to frnds and relatives.. bjut Please stop kicking dirt in public. Talking in private to a grp of friends/well wishers/counsellor wd prolly provide more benefit.

Both perspectives are valid to a 3rd party. "if u hv made a commitment live up to it" & "just bcos a wrong decision was taken once does not mean the entire life shd be a slave to that decision". As is almost always the case with life "the truth is somewhere in the middle"

The two are mature or fast maturing individuals. Let them decide for themselves where the truth is and whether their relationship was strong enough to bear this no doubt tremendous strain.

May the force be with the two of you.

And yes abhinav those LGBs are an annual feature in joka. somethings never change.
# posted by Anonymous Anonymous : Tuesday, April 19, 2005  


ya deepak...i dont go strictly by a few singers...i listen to anything that appeals to me!

it's a beautiful treasure up there saurabh!

hi mukund...i've conveyed ur msg to abhinav...
# posted by Blogger Vidhi : Tuesday, April 19, 2005  


Thanks Ms. V
Hope the week brings good tidings.
Mukund
# posted by Anonymous Anonymous : Wednesday, April 20, 2005  


Night-time and music....the best possible combination for bliss.....and total peace....I normally go for long walks, sit and have a few puffs and generally sort out my thoughts.....it's perhaps the only time in the day (day? night?) that one can truly feel as one with oneself....

BTW, Mukund, you from C? Asking coz it is a bit strange.....to have two people of that name....in one's acquaintance circle....both in IIMs....
# posted by Blogger Darth Midnightmare : Thursday, April 21, 2005  


That's a great way to let your tensions out :)

SP
# posted by Anonymous Anonymous : Thursday, April 21, 2005  


johnny...long walks in the dark night are enjoyable too...love to go on walks with ji!

yeah sp...it is :)!
# posted by Blogger Vidhi : Friday, April 22, 2005  


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