I have known people...they are not just acquaintances...coz they knw quite a bit about you...
they are not "friends" coz they don know enough abt you...
But still...they play such an important role in your life!!
You are walking on the road...you are sitting at a coffee place...you are at work...there are so many people who go unnoticed...
and then there are some...who just come into your life...almost suddenly...
Who are these people...and why are they there???
They could be easily replaced by someone else...or may be not...I dunno...too complicated...
Found this poem the other day...Read it fully and try to get what it means...its too good...
| The restaurants on hot spring evenings Lie under a dense and savage air. Foul drafts and hoots from dunken revelers Contaminate the thoroughfare. Above the dusty lanes of suburbia Above the tedium of bungalows A pretzel sign begilds a bakery And children screech fortissimo. And every evening beyond the barriers Gentlemen of practiced wit and charm Go strolling beside the drainage ditches -- A tilted derby and a lady at the arm. The squeak of oarlocks comes over the lake water A woman's shriek assaults the ear While above, in the sky, inured to everything, The moon looks on with a mindless leer. And every evening my one companion Sits here, reflected in my glass. Like me, he has drunk of bitter mysteries. Like me, he is broken, dulled, downcast. The sleepy lackeys stand beside tables Waiting for the night to pass And tipplers with the eyes of rabbits Cry out: "In vino veritas!" And every evening (or am I imagining?) Exactly at the appointed time A girl's slim figure, silk raimented, Glides past the window's mist and grime. And slowly passing throught the revelers, Unaccompanied, always alone, Exuding mists and secret fragrances, She sits at the table that is her own. Something ancient, something legendary Surrounds her presence in the room, Her narrow hand, her silk, her bracelets, Her hat, the rings, the ostrich plume. Entranced by her presence, near and enigmatic, I gaze through the dark of her lowered veil And I behold an enchanted shoreline And enchanted distances, far and pale. I am made a guardian of the higher mysteries, Someone's sun is entrusted to my control. Tart wine has pierced the last convolution of my labyrinthine soul. And now the drooping plumes of ostriches Asway in my brain droop slowly lower And two eyes, limpid, blue, and fathomless Are blooming on a distant shore. Inside my soul a treasure is buried. The key is mine and only mine. How right you are, you drunken monster! I know: the truth is in the wine. By |
Aleksandr Aleksandrovich Blok
8 comments:
Yes prasad......i completely agree wid ur current topic.....not all rlnshps have names.......seriously.....at times u cn try ur level best to put someone in a particular category defined by the social norms but u so fail at it........they r not ur friends, u cannot say u love them, u cnt call them acquaintances, nor anything else, u cannot juzz describe what they mean to u or what rlnshp they share with u in the limited number of words u have in ur vocabulary or in the oxford or cambridge university......yet they have touched ur whole lif in a way u cud never hav imagined neone wud ever.......!!!!!!!
one such person walked into my life too.............after the breakup, for months n months i wz lik a fish outa wter........i wz in immense pain, hurt n agony.........used to think that i'll stay this way all my lif.....swimming in my own pool f tears, wanting to be high wid the pain of failed love till d day i die, never wanting to live lif again the way i used to......never wanting to be happy ever ever again.........and sooooo many other things that i'll find this whole typing space less to describe and probably i will get tired typing.....lolz!!!!! :D :D
Then one day.......he juzz came outa nowhere(all thanks to orkut)......v became chat frnz.......n till date i have NO IDEA wat he did that catalysed the healing process and made me luk at my life in a completely different way.....a way that i had never ever imagined i ever wud........!!!!!!! i still have no idea what he did and when xactly he did it.........maybe it was not spontaneous.......it was an evolution........but all i kno that HE is the one who did it!!!!!!!
i tried for a long long time to understand and analyse the name f the rlnshp that i share wid him, is he juzz a chat friend......nono.....hez more than that......then is he a FRIEND........no.......i dnt kno him personally as a friend......he cannot be a friend........then do i love him?......no......i most certainly don't....n besides.....i dnt even believe in love nemore..................then who is he......y did he juzz pop outa nowhere n touched my lif the way no one i knew was able to even after everyones immense n endless efforts.............n y did he help me evolve soooo much as if it wz his moral duty.......he ddnt have to......he ddnt evn kno me..........!!!!!!!!!!
then finally one day i came to a conclusion............although i have still not been able to find a name for this rlnshp, but i kno wat he is!!!!!!!! he is a PERSONALISED ANGEL........!!!!!! It is God who wanted to come and help me get rid of all that negativity, but since he was too busy( m sure u all hav wachd Bruce Almighty.......God can b hell busy :D :D) so he sent an angel to me to do the job which He himself wanted to do.........God could not see me that way..........but he ddnt hav the time do do this himself hence he snt me the PERSONALISED ANGEL in whom He loaded all the softwares and programs it wud take to heal me!!!!!! :D :D But God is smart...... He does all this while we all r asleep so......even the angel didnt kno that he was programmed fr the Mission Impossible.......lolz!!!!!!!!
okie enuf i gues.......lolz......u all get the point......some rlnshps juzz dnt have names.......we share NAMELESSNESS with some ppl.....lolz
here is my PERSONALISED ANGEL'S link
http://www.orkut.com/Profile.aspx?uid=6548699565992503612
okie nw ppl.....share wid us the stories of ur angels.......n dnt forget to snd their links too :)
P.S: i have already mentioned the NAMELESSNESS of this rlnshp in the testimonial i've written him....chk it out :)
yah its absolutly true
ther are some relatins u cannot name..........
jst like our frendship u
know u r the person i will never forget in my life ...u r too sweet and a good human being dont ever try to forget or neglect me...
take care
wow prasad....gues u've touched Mr/Miss ANONYMOUS's lif [:)]
People are replacable, what we feel for each one of them or how they make us feel, is not.
Lovely poem..
Thanks!
[:)]
strangers sometimes add beauty in a way our own ppl fail....
lovely poem btw...leves u in another passionate world
didnt read the poem, dint have that much patience hehe lol..
but yea.. i second that too prasad and misha. ;d
hope i cd be some1's angel itne jo paap kiye to kuch punya bhi karle ;) hehe
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