Of Happiness

We keep waiting. For Happiness. Waiting and Waiting. Reading books and realizing that those are not the voices that you want to hear. Searching for it around in the trees with leaves that are in various colours of green. Trying to understand the wind and its whispers. Going beyond the feeling that life itself could be a placebo-offering.

Waiting…

Looking at the sky and trying to figure out the myriad shapes that the clouds offer. The shades that dance around the tendrils of the clouds in response to the music played by the sun. On seeing the pigeon and imagining it eat the clouds for you. Realizing that setting up an order in the chaos is simple, following it is difficult.

Trying to paint sense on words that don’t make sense at all.

Waiting…

Being afraid of the purple door. The purple part being the scary part. Smiling at your folly. Mistaking a smile for happiness.

Paramananda. Ultimate pursuit.

Anand. Minor target.

Happiness, realizing that Anand is made up of an indefinite article and a coordinating conjunction.

A Historic Love Story

Anidin was an interesting chap. Very diverse a personality and intriguing nature. And yes he was really attracted to someone for a long time hundreds of billions of years go.

Anidin was in love with Rani Catcat.

Together, they lived in the friendly neighborhood household known as Anawdong Land. They were really close, but they shared more than just their proximity. They shared their love for the same seasons, their love for the same animals and their penchant for inertia. They were close, very close.

Then after living together for a long time, Time stole everything from them. Time is such a thief. Like every other story, the lovers estranged, they broke up. They started moving away from each other. It took a long time for them to actually move away.

Meanwhile Anidin started getting attracted to Siaa. (Yeah, even the name sounds attractive, eh?) But Rani had a lot of feelings inside her. She just couldn't let go, didn't want to let go and found it tough to survive the separation and became cold, blue and very cold. Nevertheless, she fought her personal battles herself.

Anidin on the other hand mercilessly moved away. The speed at which he got attracted to Siaa was so much that it was magical. Feelings formed mountains. Valleys of flowers bloomed. New love. Fresh love. Anidin got so attached to Siaa he didn't realise when some part of him was turning cold. He not even realise that this cold-part increased every year. Inch by Inch.

Suddenly one day, Anidin realised that the coldness was the remnants of the love he had for Rani. Rani who was now cold and blue, and it was that amazing bond of memories that was forming this new bond. A cold but time immemorial bond. A bond that no one could break.

Not even a distance of half of the earth and time of a million years.

Love. Love is strange. Love is something where reason stops.

This is the little story of Anidin, Rani Catcat from the Anawdong Land days and their breakup before Anidin met Siaa and his persistent coldness!

The More Loving One - W.H.Auden

I came across this lovely poem by W.H.Auden 'The More Loving One'. Its sublimely beautiful!

The More Loving One

Looking up at the stars, I know quite well
That, for all they care, I can go to hell,
But on earth indifference is the least
We have to dread from man or beast.

How should we like it were stars to burn
With a passion for us we could not return?
If equal affection cannot be,
Let the more loving one be me.

Admirer as I think I am
Of stars that do not give a damn,
I cannot, now I see them, say
I missed one terribly all day.

Were all stars to disappear or die,
I should learn to look at an empty sky
And feel its total darkness sublime,
Though this might take me a little time.

- W.H. Auden