Many a time things do not go according to our expectations. We desperately want something but something else happens. We dread something occurring and we have to face just that. And then when we least expect it, life shines.
That is the beauty of life. That it is unpredictable. Sudden. Slow. Flowing.
At times languid, at times serene, at times tempestuous.
Nobody an predict how it will turn out, tomorrow.
Forget tomorrow, nobody can predict what will happen in just a day.
You can plan all that you want---but life totally takes over and before you realize it, it has spiraled out-of-control.
All you can do at such a time is weather it out. Wait for the storm to subside. Sail in muddy waters.
And as long as you can see the shore, just hang in there. You are going to be just fine.
I was listening to Taylor Swift's Blank Space today on the radio. Was intrigued by the lines
"So it's gonna be forever
Or it's gonna go down in flames
You can tell me when it's over
If the high was worth the pain"
and "darling i am a nightmare, dressed like a daydream" and
"We'll take this way too far and leave you breathless
Or with a nasty scar"
So I looked up the video. And it was such a visual treat! I loved it that they have used 3 dobermans at 0.48--0.55
Truly no other breed would do :) If you watch the video, you will know what I mean.
I also think this kind of 'mad-frenzied love' is good only for music videos. In real life, you would probably run from such a woman in the other direction. Even if she was Taylor Swift :)
Men on my TL who read this post, tell me what you think of such women. (Watch the video)
Women on my TL---we can all drool over this insanely good-looking guy in the video :)
Christmas eve. Full moon night. I always feel there is magic in the air at this time of the year. I love the Christmas spirit --even though the skeptics would say it's all commercialized now with all those clever marketeers pushing just the right buttons to get you to open up those purse strings---I still love the spirit.
When I lived in UK, it was so beautiful. There was snow, lights, festivity, warmth, bonhomie and a cheer that wasn't there around this time of the year. When I used to live in Kerala too, it was the same! There would be groups of children who would go around, singing carols at each house. Some would be dressed up as santas, and they would put up a little show , going from door to door.
In Bangalore, from my 14th floor window, I can only hear the sounds of the traffic. The sprawling metropolis stretches ahead in front of me like a lonely galaxy.
And all I can do is sigh,and send out Christmas wishes to everyone who feels the magic, and everyone who needs it.