Life has an uncanny way of creeping up on you and shaking your wits all about just when you have comfortably laid yourself out… Just when you’ve settled into your own skin and are gradually beginning to make yourself at home, feel your way about, start looking around within and sorting out the initial sensations, a whole new experience blasts its way onto your radar… and you’re forced to view it and share your space with it… and finally face the fact that your skin is changing too… and you need to fit into this new skin. After 25 years of life, all I can figure is.. it isn’t ever going to end. Every phase brings about some incident, some experience which forces me to examine life anew… and examine myself too. Then I figured it out… It was always going to happen this way. I should be prepared to find myself ever changing, ever evolving, and ever progressing, hopefully…
Amateurish, hopeful, baby….:-)
hariputtar says:
*I cant believe this. u guys are so young. hardcore.*
August 30, 2004 — 6:35 pm
Lakshmi says:
🙂
That almost sounds like *puerile*.
Have to agree, I am quite a baby, trying to act grown-up every once in a while…:-))
August 30, 2004 — 8:25 pm
hariputtar says:
whatever. i mean, 25 *is* terribly *young*.
August 30, 2004 — 8:36 pm
Lakshmi says:
This says it the best…
August 30, 2004 — 8:42 pm
hariputtar says:
sahi jawaab.
[ 🙂 good choice. these were the lines that introduced me to metric poetry – and to scansion. (oxford dict quotes the first line for explaining trochee.) i never studied literature. but these lines kindled my interest in aspects i would have otherwise not looked into.]
August 30, 2004 — 9:01 pm
Lakshmi says:
I enjoy poetry immensely but haven’t been able to muster up the patience to understand the theory. Trochee? Meter? Sigh, must check these links…
August 30, 2004 — 9:04 pm
tomlinsonian says:
Oh boy…
Tell me not, in mournful numbers,
Life is but an empty dream! —
For the soul is dead that slumbers,
And things are not what they seem
That reminded me of this:
Beasts of england, Beasts of Ireland,
Beasts of every land and clime
Hearken to my joyful tidings
Of a future golden land.
( I paraphrase, its more than 10 years since I read animal farm..)
August 30, 2004 — 11:18 pm
hariputtar says:
Re: Oh boy…
this also is a trochaic tetrameter. is that why u were reminded of this one ?
August 30, 2004 — 11:50 pm
savyasachi says:
Wonderful poem! Read it more than 4 years ago, and had forgotten about it completely…..life does have a way of coming full circle…..
August 31, 2004 — 2:54 pm
savyasachi says:
Wonderful poem! Read it more than 4 years ago, and had forgotten about it completely…..life does have a way of coming full circle…..
August 31, 2004 — 2:55 pm
savyasachi says:
Wonderful poem! Read it more than 4 years ago, and had forgotten about it completely…..life does have a way of coming full circle…..
August 31, 2004 — 2:55 pm
rileen says:
Wow. You’re so grown up :-p
Next comes retaining the child within you 😉
August 31, 2004 — 11:39 am
savyasachi says:
This is a feeling that is almost indescribable in words……sometimes wonderful, sometimes overwhelming, but always a feeling of change, something new, of moving on constantly, of life being a journey…..
August 31, 2004 — 2:44 pm