Tuesday, July 15, 2008

Tale from the land of rust-2

Unexplained blossoms and sudden change in barometric readings is quite puzzling at times.This time its not. The perpetual barrier of melancholy seems to have evaporated from the land.Something new has struck the land which had given the townsfolk another occasion to revel. Every reaction is preceded by an action. Fortunately, a faraway princess named Love is the action. Stupendous Love has ultimately arrived. Her alchemy has transformed rust to gold. The emperor along with his subjects stand stupefied as she enters the tattered palace and in a microsecond bestirs the emperor. He instantly bows in front of her and surrenders his empire. A night passes by . The air reverberates with the shouts of merry-making. A few prized and well treasured moments for the emperor. GLOOM? Where is gloom ?He's gone and never to return...............................

A few months later......A scene from the Queen's court....

The damp walls and wooden ceiling are nowhere to be found. Exquisite wall hangings and the golden roof reinstate the glory. Prosperity seems to have blessed the land. Yet, something unusual seems to be happening in this aesthetically rich palace.....................................
The seated queen is fiddling with her orb.Her opulent self is not paying any heed to the arguments put forward by the accused.She simply gives out a blatant statement which dooms the innocent. Her beauty and the artistry of her palace are the two things which churn her brain. The rest goes unnoticed. ......................................................................................................................................................................

Sorry folks another abrupt end to my narration. This story once again needs a detailed conclusion. Love is very deceiving. An inexorable abstraction which nullifies reason. Its lucrative promises tempt us.A vicious drug, potent enough to grab our reflexes and dismantles our brain leading to the unidirectional flow of synapses. Rising in love is a farcical concept fit for the fairy-tales.That does not mean loving is a criminal offence.
Love should be confined.Our souls,influenced by the irrational heart would always tend to surrender but its for us to advocate the brain. In this case the rationality of the brain is the perfect weapon to destruct this pathogen from taking over. Then only can we enjoy the niceties of love.



Friday, July 4, 2008

Tale from the land of rust-1

A bright sunny day in the land of rust. An occasion to rejoice. After a drought of several sunless days,the almighty seemed to have blessed the land. The secret behind this is Optimism. Optimism was the banished prince whose wrath drove away the invincible sun. Now that he has returned, the intimidated sun gathered some courage and after a lot of negotiations , ultimately decided to come back. Prince Frustration, all puffed up to take the dying emperor's position has now taken a back seat. The only one disappointed in this course of events. The jovial emperor is still not fully relieved. A fear still lingers in the remote intimate airways of his mind. Its because of his younger son that he drove away his elder once.

A few gay(no pun intended) days passed away. The restless Frustration has now arranged his forces. He has made full usage of his resources. Optimism is not an escapist. He has his plans. The civil war started. Inhabitants went back to their monotonous gloomy days. The coerced sun remains mum.

The deadly war seems to be never ending. Victory solely rests on the shoulders of the emperor. His potency will decide the fate of the two princes
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The story ends here without a conclusion. Frustration and Optimism are the two inevitable creations of the human soul. A blessing in the form of optimism. A virtue aiding to the the recovery from every wound inflicted upon us by the sands of time. A curse in the form of frustration. A virtue aiding to the vanquish of every unfulfilled dream and dragging the soul down, in turn helping pessimism to take control. Its for us to decide which one to promote. Frustration will always overawe our minds with its breath-taking agenda. The brain will always tend to take a shortcut by accepting defeat. Its for us to take the initiative to promote Optimism. Once we intoxicate ourselves with the secretions of optimism, frustration can never claim its supremacy. At the end of the day,it will accept defeat.