lundi 20 juillet 2009

babushka babushka

Its funny how we're funny
U meet people in strange places
U form attachments
Sometimes they last,sometimes they dont
But ur life will be all the more sweeter because of this experience

A question comes to mind
Is it better to have short,fleeting, one of a kind relationships?
or long,mundane, comfy like my old pillow kind of relationship?

At what point do u look at the other person's face and feel annoyance instead of happiness?

which brings another question to mind,
Is it better to have easy-going shallow relationships with many different people?
or meaningful, bestfriends for life kind of relationships with a selected few?

And to have either of these relationships,
Is it better for u to be of the same disposition or the exact opposite?

Whats funny in life is that u can never predict these things
At least i think u cant
Sometimes it works out sometimes it doesnt

But leaving everything to chance and fate is something i am horrible at.
Staying in one place for a loooong period of time makes me uneasy.
And being a cynical being i can never trust a person wholeheartedly

Oh to be able to experience a day in the life of Regency England
which has absolutely nothing to do with this topic of conversation
but this is where my mind tends to float right this minute
To be one of the ton in their glorious dresses and attend balls
To meet dashing gentlemen who will murmur polite conversations and simultaneously seduce you with their eyes

One beauty of the written word,at least in the case of novels, is it presents a sort of escape into the imaginary world of your creation.
Your probably thinking but should'nt that be the author's creation?
I wont deny that the author does present a background for this world
but within those wondrous pages, you get to choose how the character looks like or how the setting ought to be from your imagination [ and the author's description of course]
Unlike in movies where everything is presented to you be it to your preference or not

And a novel is something you can appreciate yourself
it is YOURS.
of course u may want share a good story with a friend or two
but at the very moment u are reading, it is your very own little secret
Your sinful treasure [ mine is anyways! at least i like to think so]

which brings the last question to mind

Why bother with reality when that world inside ur mind could be excessively more entertaining?

But alas, we all need to return back to mother earth at some point in our lives
[At least i need to]

But the pleasures of a good book should always be appreciated from time to time

...And that is why folks i have acquired thousands and thousands of novels of which, as i have reminded my brother time and time again, i do not plan to sell EVER

theyre like a family heirloom
my daughter's lives will be all the more richer from it
Consider it a gate into a part of their mother's thoughts and imagination

And with that i shall bid u adieu
Sleeping late every night disrupts my mind and this is the result everytime
I tell u it works better than brandy.

Toodle-ooo & cherry-bye

2 commentaires:

s y a f e a a dit…

sometimes reality can be sucks. thanks for your thoughts that makes me think!

Iman Kamarudin a dit…

LOL
no biggie syafea :))