Sunday, January 25, 2009

Thoughts

So many thoughts in my head.
Noisy and cluttered. Disarrayed. Confused. Jumbled. Knotted up. Tight and twisted.
A thousand different emotions all tangled up.
Demanding. Wanting. Longing. Hurting. Nostalgic. Sentimental.
A messy cobweb.
Incoherent and loud.
And yet not five minutes of calm serenity to de-tangle it all.
To pause. To breathe.
To just express it all.


~vagabond~ © 2009

24 comments:

bindu said...

:) I hear you. Well said.

alok said...

I can understand those messy thoughts well. I believe life is not so different even though people around us behave indifferently ... at one point of time all the thoughts maybe identical because our life constitutes not just one of the life but many lives. You know, it’s easy to stick with the reflection then to move with the fading lights and disappear in the dark. The choice is never so easy but one thing that I know every road is a ray of light unseen or not to ignore ...

alok said...

*than*. sorry! for the typo.

Diana said...

Hii...

This is one phase among many phases in life.

Rolling said...

O Vee you have such a lovely, lovely way with words, I loved the rough hewn cadence and music of these lines and they roll nicely on the toungue as I read them aloud over and over again...you shd always write

And my God I for one wdnt want to be wth you in the same house if you fidget that much...and I found two similarities bet us: u call makeup alien, I call it burden, I dont like being under the influence of anything. Secondly, right leg accidents, always hurting it too.
O theres a third, weird taste bud, haath milao I love Karela bitter(o'course my bro and dad does too, did I mean for dad)(but not bitter chocolates tho or coffee without cream and sugar)
If you can go read Sunny's 25 Jan post its touching

Rolling said...

rushed for time : yeah I felt it while I was going to Pune, felt like no time even to grow old...maybe this is the peak, best part of our lives, cresting bef the plateau?
Wh alok is this? Meshram? I keep thinking they are the same somehow.

~vagabond~ said...

@Bindu: Thanks :)

@Alok: Life is just the same everywhere, isnt it? :)

~vagabond~ said...

@Diana:

Hiii...glad to see you back! :)
Yup. Just another phase.

~vagabond~ said...

@Trisha:

No wonder you're such a good teacher...because you always have the most encouraging things to say. *big hug* Thanks for all your nice compliments...I dont know if I necessarily write well, but your kind comments encourage me to continue writing. :)

Coffee even without sugar and cream is yummy. Mmmm.

Sunny who? the one who comments at your blog? will check it out.

LOL! I used to think they were both the same Alok too. But they're different people. I think. Arent you, Alok? :P

alok said...

vagabond, I think, the life may not be the same but the people living it are all the same with wearing a different mask, no?

Rolling said...

@Alok very witty, that - but from the music you choose to display as your "kind" to the way you think are similar. I thought tht IIT Alok needed a veneer for somethings of his that he could now only do if he could have the freedom to be himself without people who know that Alok, their expectations burdening and restricting his free flow of thought.

Great writers have all at some stage or the other used pseudonyms. They say whats in a name etc, but there is a lot is why we crores to Brand managers, designers, both look n what we call ourselves get tied up with an identity tht we create for ourselves and tht people build up thru their interactions with ur and at times it is net like n limiting. IMO of course u r always free to differ beta, am natty at times, s-o-r-r-y, yeah?

Rolling said...

oops forgot, Vee, its not empty compliment, you have a way with words it is a gift that calls for celebration. It starts like that, with labour and practise, they became great.

Do u even have any idea how many drafts Tennyson or Virginia Woolf made before they were absolutely sure that thats what they wanted? Like great Directors wd reshoot frame after frame till they are happy. Rigour is part of all greatness, beta. Great people are great bec they have more energy, more willing to work harder than the best, n more vigilant than us - the "chalse" breed.
(yeah I know I tak too much but then I only talk once in a blue moon too, u wd gve me tht rt?)

alok said...

@Rolling, sorry but I was not sure whether I understood your comment here. I can only guess that you were confused with two different persons having the same first name as “Alok”.

~vagabond~ said...

@Alok: I dont know if people are always the same deep down inside despite their superficial masks. Sometimes I meet people who think or behave in a way I could never possibly bring myself to think or behave. Perhaps we're really all different but we just have really good reasons for thinking or acting the way we do given our individual perspective of life.

~vagabond~ said...

@Rolling:
Wow. You certainly had a lot to say. LOL. It's okay, talk away. You dont get charged for long comments.

Trish, this is a different Alok from the Alok who visits your blog so he probably doesnt understand your comment.

About pseudonyms...I write using a pseudonym because it allows me to be honest in my writing. When I write under that psuedonym, I dont write with the intention of creating an image or a brand, I use the pseudonym to write uninhibited and express myself as honestly as I can, because I dont have to explain myself to anyone who knows me. Perhaps I'll write more about this in a post someday.

Thank you for calling my writing a gift. I hardly think so. I dont put even half as much labor or practice into it as I'd like to. I wish I had more time to work on it...then perhaps I'd have more of a sense of pride in my writing. For now, I just write because the thoughts in my head get horribly congested and need to be put down into words. And it makes me feel better. But I am perfectly aware that just because I enjoy writing doesnt necessarily make it good. :)

alok said...

Yes! I think, we are always the same deep down inside. So you have said it all, we are different only when we don’t understand something and what it takes to understand (the indifference?) is that give the direction to our life (much similar as picking the road to it) to be it different or the same.

Inner Vision said...

I guess that’s how it goes with most of us…Nice read…Thank you.

Just call me 'A' said...

:) aye aye girl...I'm with you. this too shall untangle and then tangle all over again :D

Just call me 'A' said...

ooh ooh...there are awards that might cheer you up :). hop over

~vagabond~ said...

@Alok:

Not everyone takes the time to understand the differences that make similar people different. :)

@Inner Vision:

Thanks! :)

~vagabond~ said...

@A:
The tangling and untangling is what makes life meaningful I guess. Will hop over to your blog to see the awards. :)

alok said...

Oh! do you think so? I see the emphasis is more on difference then anything else so let it be. In that case you are different from yourself; I have nothing more to add but glad to know about the perspectives of something that we can never measure.

Rolling said...

o.ok. Alok, who is not the Alok I thought u 2b, a warm hi to you.

Yes, Vee, I understand 'being able to write uninhibited' bit.

You do write well, because perhaps you think well.I don't see 'tangle' once it's put down!

Winnie the poohi said...

how beautifully you have expressed my state of mind right now.. I have all the time in this world.. but not the enrgy to untangle it.. lest some thread of thought might break.. i love them all..