LOVE

LOVE

young,old.Women,men.Human,animals.Every speices on this planet {i cant talk for others for want of evidence} has been and will be fascinated by the same exotic,fleeting and compelling emotion called LOVE in english................For a husband its thought of her wife waitin back home,tasting food before serving to him.....For a teenager its bout holding hands or more{depends on ur country} day dreaming,bunking tutions to go the movies..............for a old couple its about helping each other walk,washing our spouse spare teeth..............For a dog its a gentle stroke of hand ,baby talk n lots more.....The list is endless simply because every speices on this planet interprets the same feeling in many ways.It moistes our placid eyes and bring smiles on our barren faces at the same time.OOO`s AAAAA`s usualy intersperse the discussion on this feeling.ITs simply beautiful.....................................................OR IS IT???????


A dispassionate and scientific analysis of this much talked about and written bout feeling throw up shockin yet not entirely unexpected questions........ITS NOTHING BUT A MIXTURE OF HORMONES AND EVOLUTIONARY EFFECTS....'How rude nad inhumane is that' some would say....Well don jump the gun already save your arsenal cause u gonno need it...All these "inhumane" and "rude" ppl go on to state that fallin in love is not such beautiful thing after all...if u wann fall in love wid say a not so loveable guy all u need is a cocktail of feromones and leave rest to evolution......next thing u knw is all the brad pitt posters have given way to a ordinary fellaw whom u hated jus the other day......They say love is nothing but a way to get two people to mate or a way to make a more capable person take care of a less capabale person so that their speices may grow.....and if nyhow some speices deviate from the aforementioned path they are history..........................................OH MY GOD THIS IS ABSOLUTLY RIDICULOUS!IS IT ALL ABOUT SEX AND PROPAGATION??how gross is tht!!...........................well ladies and genltemen if u think on same lines then get your dictionaries out coz u gonno need harsher words do describe the later portion.......................................................................
MOTHER.epitome of love.love personified.How caring ,selfless ocean of LOVE....well any language would be inadequate to describe this human form of god....Guess not....language of science might make your struggle for description a lil less painful..............For a moment,just for the sake of arguement,imagine if your mother wasnt as caring as she is ,as lovin as she is,as sacrificin as she is what would ur chances of survival be??...1% 2% 50% ...........whteva may be the answer to that be but one thing is for sure if tht was da case wid every mother on this planet we would hve 6 million instead of 6 billion ppl ruinin the planet tday.......so if 1000 thousand years back mothers had been lik this i would not be here writin this n u would not be here reading this.........BINGO......back to square one........all part of evolution,grand scheme to help deserving speices grow...somthin out there is forcin us to grow n if we relent no second chance is given..........WOW I WISH MA MOM WONT BE READING THIS...........is this it??? is this feeling of love just a fancy way to describe sex and growth!!...there has to be somthin more than what meets the eye,THERE ALWAYS IS..in support many would jump n say mother always had the choice but she choose to scarifice she choose to love ,good point coz y would she care bout propagation n stuff y would she give up so much for nuthin...so she still remains the epitome of scarifice coz THE choice was hers...................................................................OR WAS IT????????????????? jus think!!! don hate me for this...lol

THE GRUDGE

ok folks......this being my first post ill set the tone of this blog with my favourite poem (obv written by me)...and no THIS IS NOT A BLOG OF ANOTHER LOSER.....

the starlit nite,shimmering space: silver ripples reflecting my face,

I lower my hand to caress the moon; unfolding from clouds lik a pupa from cocoon,

breeze is calm ambience great; yet my mind fails to find solace,

it gallops on with thoughts galore; eyes go moist with memories of yore,

when,when all this end; soon, very soon it pretends,

it says,

this endless chase has worn me out; not a single day gone past without a bout,

THE REFLECTION OF MY FACE IN LAKE SPEAKS,

the chase is endless agreed; but its for appreciation, acceptance and to quench the greed

this is what u hve wanted all along; acceptance appreciation from people to whom u belong

MY MIND SPEAKS AGAIN

society is too big to please; no more masks, no more masks i beg u please,

i dont know what i like; i do what others like,

women of beauty and men of power; for them i have had my individuality devoured,

i beg u i beg u please; no more masks for me please,

THE REFLECTION SPEAKS AGAIN,

dont you u want anything to boast; dont you want people to raise you a toast,

every new person is a new season; you shed your skin for he's the reason,

look in the mirror; you see a crowd pleaser a achiever,

no achivement hadnt it been for the masks; yet no more mask is all you ask,

so much attention and love u recieve; yet pain and deceit is all you percieve?

it beats me why you cried; you got all for what u tried!!

MY MIND SPEAKS AGAIN

acceptance, appreciation is what i ask; but for me not for those mask,

love and attention is what they get; pain and deceit is what they beget,

i want to say "me" "who are you?" when people ask; yet all i can say is "i m another mask"

the toast ,the love's not for me; but for the skins which i used to shed with glee,

turn to the mirror and gaze; and all i see is haze,

who am i idont discern; why i cry is non of your concern

for one last time,

i muster the courage and dare to ask; please for gods sake spare me the mask

FOR LAST TIME THE FACE SPEAKS,

i am sorry,

without these masks you wont survive; youll be granted your wish maybe in another life,

society has no place for you without these masks;so keep them on its all that i ask,

for now,there is no "you"; there are only masks;in whose glory you shall bask,

so keep them on till the end; i mean whats the big deal,all you have to do is pretend,

i get up to walk and gaze at the moon;goin to fade in sunlight soon,

thy shall meet same fate and fade in glory which thy basks;belonging not to me but to the masks