Sunday, March 11, 2012

For Life's Simplicity.

Sometimes when the only thing I admire or look up to loses its grace, I turn to you to rummage a world that might welcome me with open arms and embrace me with a kind and an affectionate touch. And that world is nothing but an embellishment of your comforting words.

You can call me susceptible, baby. But that does not worry me at all, as long as I have you. And let me be very honest here. Let me brace it up with truth. I have left my mind at the threshold. I do not require it, anymore. And I suggest you to do the same.

Staring at its countenance would lead you into nowhere.
Make an effort. Open the jammed door, silly.

And try to understand how I show the audacity and impudence (take it in a positive way) to stretch my limbs beyond conventions. To say that I am too stubborn to fall along the lines is misleading. It projects a wrong picture. The truth is, I just live every moment of being free. Call it a perverse set of thoughts. I don’t care. I live and do not impede others to live. My idea of survival might differ from theirs' but let me not indulge in a diabolic disapproval of others' lives. With different ideas, it would be pretty wise and judicious to display an even more beautiful and sound place. So let us try to express the magic of carving unusual pictures, just how I enjoy it. Simple up to the brim.

But before that, answer me. Do I make sense?

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22 comments:

  1. Yes, you make more sense tham you realise.
    We all have different ways we think is right and to us they are . Thank you for a lovley read.

    Yvonne.

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    1. I am pleased to know that you found it worth your time. =)
      Thanks!

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  2. Beautiful abstraction well expressed with this lovely video

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    1. It's always great to receive your feedback. Thanks a lot sir. :)

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  3. Individuality- Can you imagine a hand with all fingers of same size?
    You talk way beyond senses, my dear friend.
    Speaking of countenance why is the pretty one cropped in the image :P

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    1. That was a good example of individuality. *pats your back* =)

      Hehe...I cropped it just like that. :P
      Thanks a lot janeman!!

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  4. I swear! Thanks. :-*

    And where the hell have you been Miss? :|
    *Katti*

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  5. "Open the jammed door, silly" made the most sense. :p

    It's mostly about opening jammed doors anyway. :)

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    1. (Hahaha....) Oh my very dear God! What do I say now? You have understood the most important thing in life.
      A wise man, you are.

      :D

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  6. Beautifully expressed....:)

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    1. Thanks a lot Mr./Ms. Anonymous. I really appreciate your feedback.

      And another thing which I shall appreciate is your name. =)

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  7. Care free and sensible you, Ms. Bhola. :)

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  8. You make perfect sense, living in the moment is what it should have been like!

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  9. I second Sri, once the jammed door is open, you don't have much to do anyways :)

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    1. Yes, that is the easiest way to put across the point. =)

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  10. I think the diabolic disapproval is a part of some people's character, its just IN THEM to be unnecessarily critical, sometimes too harsh. Well, its life. We ultimately do learn to deal with it :D
    And, you know what, sometimes its perfectly okay to not make sense. Like I don't make sense most of the time, ;) Its all cool.

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    1. Hehe...yes yes!
      But ishtupid girl, you do make sense. =]

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  11. People. The beautiful nice ones and the not so nice ones.. Difficult not to love them all. ;-)

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  12. you have been tagged and awarded on my blog...check it out soon :)

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