A Myth in Creation

Characters: X-- Mr. Perfect Y-- Miss Philosopher, Not-so-Perfect Part 1: X: Will you marry me? Y: No, i am sorry. I cannot do that. X: Why not! What is wrong with me! Don't you love me? Y: You have only one fault, and that is that you have no fault at all. Your perfection is your only imperfection. You are so perfect, you make me feel sick and irritated. I can't possibly love a person who has no flaws in character whatsoever. Part 2: X: Ok. Fine. Then tell me how to become imperfect! I'll develop whatever flaws you want me to develop in me! Y: It doesn't work that way. People don't love in this fashion. Your perfection has rendered you incapable of appreciating such every day psychology. X: So, it means there is nothing i can do? Y: Yes, no one can help you in this regard. Imperfection cannot be taught. Part 3: X: Hey, hey, wait a sec! Y: What is it? X: I do have an imperfection! I have finally discovered one! My love for you? Is that not an imperfection on my part?

A good poem is capable of expressing a lot more than the poet had intended. A bad poem, on the other hand, is not even capable of conveying what the poet had in mind.

The song 'Laree Chooti' is the rage these days, and the charm of the song lies in it's catchy tune and it's reflective lyrics... making it a treat not just for an average teenager, but also to a thoughtful mind, because of it's philosophical implications. Here i'll mention some of them which i felt... obviously, this is an instance of 'creative interpretation', arising from the interaction of the song and my subjectivity, and does not in any way claim objectivity of analysis. Kya huwa jo laree chooti Jeevan ki gaadi luuti Khwab hai to mujhko na jaga Zindagi ek pal mein saali Yun palat gayi hamaari Jhuth hai to mujhko na bata Translation:[I translated it as i felt appropriate.] So what if i missed the bus? Or if the train of my life is robbed? If i am living a dream, do not wake me up It took just a moment… For my damned life to become topsy-turvy If this is a lie, don't bother to tell me The most obvious thing is, of course, the

"If religion presents itself now [at the age of puberty] as theological dogma it may rouse the youthful passion for debate, and suffer dismemberment; if it presents itself as the pursuit of the good it touches the idealism of the changing soul, and becomes an ineradicable part of the personality." Will Durant , The Pleasures of Philosophy This surely reveals the brilliant insight of Will Durant regarding such matters. The religious opinions of a person depend a great degree on to what kind of religion he/she has been exposed to in youth. If his experience of religion is dark, dismal, suffocating... as a doctrine which imposes chains on human activity and limits human freedom... as a dogma which prevents mental and psychological libration, then chances are that the person will rebel against such a notion. On the other hand, if the version of religion the person is exposed to in youth is gentle, mild, liberal... as more of a moral advice than unquestionable rules... as a way of

To say that 'life is absurd and senseless' sometimes makes life more 'sensible' to me than the statement's antithesis.

What we can't say seriously, we say in humour. And what we can't say in humour, we say it seriously?

"... and all he knew was that seeing her made him want to reach out and touch her, like a rare butterfly, just to see if he could do it, and if she would survive it. But like most rare butterflies, he suspected that if he touched her, her wings would turn to powder." Five Days in Paris , Danielle Steel

"The women in his paintings-- he traps them in his world. You can get lost there." A line from the historical novel Girl with a Pearl Earring , referring to the artist Vermeer.

" A man who has become conscious of the absurd is forever bound to it . A man devoid of hope and conscious of being so has ceased to belong to the future." Albert Camus, The Myth of Sisyphus My dilemma. I have stared in the very eyes of absurdity, and now I am it's eternal captive.

It is not a lack of love, but a lack of friendship that makes unhappy marriages. Friedrich Nietzsche Mr Nietzsche, you have hit the nail right on the head! :)

It is interesting to observe that the society encourages romance in stories, films, dramas, art and poetry. Such works get a lot of publicity and appreciation. But, in sheer contrast, romance is strongly discouraged in real life. A person is expected to show love in real life through the pale, lifeless institution of marriage, and any criticism is waved away by the stereotypical response that the love between husband and wife is the "true love". But how do these people remain ignorant of their own hypocrisies, because the type of love they appreciate in poetry and art is a radically different kind of love.The explanation is perhaps that the infatuatuous, passionate love is a wild, untamed emotion. It's spontaneous and rebellious; it doesn't obey any rules. In other words, it is disruptive to the fabric of society . It breaks away the strands of social norms. And therefore, not surprisingly, the society discourages this kind of love.But we all have the instinct for th

Philosophy is the best consolation for love-ache. :)