Athu penmai pesidum muthal aasai varthai thaan…Vairamuthu’s awesome lines about a woman blushing! The face turning pink in blush, at the thought of her man, expressing the yearning.
That’s just one form of ‘vekkam’ or blush or shyness or whatever. There are other forms, more complex and ironic.Self rupturing and mutilating kinda. But then, they cant be casually referred to as shyness or embarrassment. They are step closer to loss of respect to one self. And for a person with self respect as all that’s left in life, its an ultimate irredeemable loss. One that pushesyou to death. Through with it!
I broke my new year resolution. Not purposefully. My body couldnt make it though my mind was all set. Both the days I didnt post anything, I had drafts saved. Very clear thoughts waited in patience to be crafted into the most beautiful words of mine. They never got satisfied. my thoughts died a horrible death as my body was pushed into the abysmal emptiness of sleep. As my body relaxed, my soul was crushed. I failed a commitment made to myself. How can I ever be trusted by someone else. I might cheat. I might fall back on my words. And my body will always be there to take the blame.
Please. Have faith in me. Trust me. I wont fail. Not again and again. My thoughts need an after death ceremony atleast. They’ll attain peace as they mate with my words. If not this night, their cravings to be caressed by my irresistible words will be fulfilled. They’ll unite. My words yearn for my thoughts too. They are in love. My voluptous thoughts ad tempted words will have their night!
Ever wondered why? Why is that these many wise people around us do not make a change to the net addition of wisdom in this world? The answer is simple. Not as much as the question. Still.
Wisdom is that strange wild untamed animal in you that jumps out when you least want it. When you roll on the floor and laugh your ass off. When you cry shattering every element of peace and fortune around you. Or atleast, when you are this close to sleep. As much as shutting your eyes tight and typing without looking just because a new year resolutions is better unbroken!
If only if you could pause all the hard laughs and violent tears and hovering sleep, the world would have been a better place. Full of wisdom. Full of truth.
But then, who said truth stays above all those happy laughs and touchy weeps and inviting sleeps? Truth isn’t worth missing so much. Truth doesn’t lie
beyond. Laugh happy, cry to the fullest, sleep profoundly. Life comes along. So does wisdom. So does truth. Btw, who cares even if it doesn’t anyway!
P.S. Dont search for ‘sensitivity’ in the title or anywhere in here. 😛