A fudge mutilated yet it rejoices!

Vigor To terse intricacies of malevolent roots, amidst belligerent misconceptions. I sway to ratify the wisdom with fortitude. And the tremor is yet to commence! A vigor unparalleled, just and atro…

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A fudge mutilated yet it rejoices!

Vigor

To terse intricacies of malevolent roots, amidst belligerent misconceptions. I sway to ratify the wisdom with fortitude. And the tremor is yet to commence!

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A vigor unparalleled, just and atrocious glorifying the truth that holds the rim of fantasies and figures. Although futile might be, it do impersonates the pleasure of living vicariously and honestly with certain bounds, cherishing the part left in me!

Ruminating on…

It was one of those beautiful days of summer and I was walking down a shoreline, enjoying the breeze as it caress the only essence of my being. The sun was rushing towards the West, painting the Saffron pitched canvas up in the sky. Even the caws of them crow sounded mystic to me that very day and made me admire the rhythm of even the crows. Till then, I was never been so deeply associated or felt connected with the nature. That day, I could feel the breeze, the aroma of nature, the harmony among the birds, the reflection of reality in our dreams, the essence of the connectedness of the souls with one another, the virtue of being born and surviving amongst perilous forces and thoughts. It was as I could see everything clearly!

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The people, the passers-by across the street by the bank, everyone of them seemed to me as rushing, rushing off from the beauty, the still of the nature. Although, once or twice when they do get involved with the nature, I feel, its just accidental, unanimated monotony unless they really live in the moment and feel the vibrations, the riffs of the breeze like a music infantilizing and blossoming the soul with tremors and enchantment and enigma of reality. Strings of my soul blazed with agony of logics, of how selfish this world led me into this vicious circle of negligence. Life just happened to gift a strange excrescence, bundled with joy, misfortunes and horrors. Joy and Horrors of falling in love, loving someone and the misfortunes of immaculate fate. It was rather a very strange feeling that had by then ensnared me in its grasp

To that end, it made me realise something about the word “Love”! With this in mind, it started chasing and  burgeoning myriads of thoughts keeping me deeply engrossed to a point in vague treasury.

Love is a wonder, a nonpareil. A virtue of imperishable bond, if one seeks nothing more then to get lost in its sheer beauty. It shares multitude of ineffable animation, a paradise indeed! Some might go away with destiny and pull into briefing the very word “Love” itself, but can you?  Love admires, gives aspirations, hopes and pleasures, yet it glooms sometimes and that too can have far reaching effect, dragging this mixed emotions deep within ones. Love betrays, Love loves, Love gives meaning to lives, although may be, in an excruciating way or in the most desired happy, joyous ways.

 I know that I am in love, love with the nature, my parents, my life and most extravagantly with my girl, whom if I recall, happened to be a complete stranger until few years back. And look at us now happily forgiving each other, loving more and more as the days gets counted and stealing away each others happiness into renovating in to a unified happiness of togetherness.

Some might go away with destiny and pull into briefing the very word “Love” itself, but can you?  Love admires, gives aspirations, hopes and pleasures, yet it glooms sometimes and that too can have far reaching effect, dragging this mixed emotions deep within ones. Love betrays, Love loves, Love gives meaning to lives, although may be, in an excruciating way or in the most desired happy, joyous ways.