19 Mar 2006, 9:20pm
When there is heartbreak...
Posted by Script Writer | Category [ General ]Comments (29) | Trackbacks (0)
There is something about a heartbreak, something so grotesquely inane about it that it defies all known logic. Even the unknown ones, I am sure, would be blatantly defied by it. For the sole reason that those logical reasoning sequences have remained unknown, is sheerly because they were meant to be defied anyway. Why theorise (Nothing wrong with the spelling here. Just that I have not become yank yet.) something that you know is going to be refuted?
About heartbreaks. They are supposed to be extremely difficult to get over. Like they say, "Yeh ishq nahi aasaan, itna hi samajh lije. Ek aag ka dariyaa hai aur doob ke jaana hai." Translated verbatim this means, "This love is not easy, understand only this. One river of fire it is, and drown you have to." Basically, this tells you how difficult the whole thing is. No, not heartbreak. But to express something in English that has no business being expressed in anything but Urdu. Aha, two buts in my sentence. Purists would fret. I would too, if someone else had done it.
For some reason, as human beings, we tend to lose connect with ourselves if we do not constantly challenge the boundaries of our capabilities. Even if that means copy writing those ads for BPOs and call centres (Again, the spelling is right. I have not become yank yet.) that read something like, "Do you constantly feel the urge to work in a challenging environment? Do deadlines bring out the best in you? Would you like to work in a dynamic team that gives you a sense of purpose?" And other such yadda yadda. Basically, that means, "We have peanuts to offer you to make you work like a dog but if we said that we would not be able to get you hook, line and sinker."
Perhaps it is that urge, that need which people tend to call the need to attain self-actualisation (Again, the spelling is right. I have not become yank yet) or, if you have it in you to call a spade a spade, that trait of masochism that gets us to fall head over heels for someone without realising what suckers we are becoming in the process. Oh, there are phrases like, "It is better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all" that make us feel all goose-pimply and philosophical about the whole thing. Only as long as the going is good though.
Ardent readers of my blog (hah, like that species exists!) would question the veracity of this post, the same way they would question the veracity of any of the posts on this blog. As if I ever needed to have any experience/knowledge to write about something! It is not whether you know anything about what you are writing. It is about if others believe that you do.
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Current Music: Foo Fighters - Kungfu Fighting
About heartbreaks. They are supposed to be extremely difficult to get over. Like they say, "Yeh ishq nahi aasaan, itna hi samajh lije. Ek aag ka dariyaa hai aur doob ke jaana hai." Translated verbatim this means, "This love is not easy, understand only this. One river of fire it is, and drown you have to." Basically, this tells you how difficult the whole thing is. No, not heartbreak. But to express something in English that has no business being expressed in anything but Urdu. Aha, two buts in my sentence. Purists would fret. I would too, if someone else had done it.
For some reason, as human beings, we tend to lose connect with ourselves if we do not constantly challenge the boundaries of our capabilities. Even if that means copy writing those ads for BPOs and call centres (Again, the spelling is right. I have not become yank yet.) that read something like, "Do you constantly feel the urge to work in a challenging environment? Do deadlines bring out the best in you? Would you like to work in a dynamic team that gives you a sense of purpose?" And other such yadda yadda. Basically, that means, "We have peanuts to offer you to make you work like a dog but if we said that we would not be able to get you hook, line and sinker."
Perhaps it is that urge, that need which people tend to call the need to attain self-actualisation (Again, the spelling is right. I have not become yank yet) or, if you have it in you to call a spade a spade, that trait of masochism that gets us to fall head over heels for someone without realising what suckers we are becoming in the process. Oh, there are phrases like, "It is better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all" that make us feel all goose-pimply and philosophical about the whole thing. Only as long as the going is good though.
Ardent readers of my blog (hah, like that species exists!) would question the veracity of this post, the same way they would question the veracity of any of the posts on this blog. As if I ever needed to have any experience/knowledge to write about something! It is not whether you know anything about what you are writing. It is about if others believe that you do.
Current Mood: Gloomy
Current Music: Foo Fighters - Kungfu Fighting
21 Mar 2006, 11:36am
was there a heartbreak? or is that not the point ;-)
21 Mar 2006, 11:55am
was there a heartbreak? or is that not the point ;-)
21 Mar 2006, 12:03pm
was there a heartbreak? or is that not the point ;-)
21 Mar 2006, 12:24pm
yikes! damn the refresh button. so tempted to refresh the page again. i'll go swim instead. TTFN
21 Mar 2006, 12:34pm
When has there ever been a point on my posts? When, s? When?
21 Mar 2006, 1:22pm
accept my apologies. did not mean to accuse you of point-ing. in my opinion, point's never been worth blogging about. have a nice day :)
ps: no thanks for increasing ur comments count huh?
21 Mar 2006, 2:03pm
s, is it co-incidence or enemy action (Reference: Ian Fleming - Goldfinger) that both our nicks start with an 'S'?
About thanking you, I am. Not for 'increasing' the comments count but for being the one who made it possible for this post to have a comments count in the first place.
22 Mar 2006, 11:55am
enemy or not, as long as there is some action! btw, where is the usual crowd? 's' bad omen?
22 Mar 2006, 1:59pm
Action, eh? Would you like to clarify on this or let a guy's mind run loose?
And I don't know where they are. May be they realised that time could be put to better use. Or perhaps, their lives finally have some purpose. Who knows?
24 Mar 2006, 11:09am
Scripto, it's Aran, not Ardent. I thought you'd know that by now, but alas...!
Oh and you never had disclaimer-like last paragraphs in any of your earlier posts. Makes me think your heart is broken for sure. :D
And you'll never be a yank. You're too finicky.
24 Mar 2006, 11:18am
Aran, puhlease! Of all people I should know that you are Aran and not Ardent. Note the text in the parantheses that states "hah, like that species exists!". I would not have said that if I was referring to you, would I?
Girl, why do you want to tell the world what they missed? Sshhh.
Finicky? Is that a good thing?
24 Mar 2006, 11:25am
Oh my God! You mean it wasn't a mistake and I simply wasn't mentioned in your post?! *shock shock* Such heartlessness!
Finicky... is not really a good thing... but when it's you, I'm not sure.
24 Mar 2006, 11:36am
Oh no, Aran. Just because I did not mention you it does not mean that I don't remember you. You are, and shall always remain, my number one blog audience. Blog audiences come and blog audiences go, but you I shall forever cherish.
How do you mean?
24 Mar 2006, 11:44am
Scripto, you remember me, and still, you didn't mention me. Instead, you choose to mention some Ardent person, who doesn't even exist! Is there any greater heartache?!
Finicky could go well with an SoH. That's how.
24 Mar 2006, 9:48pm
Aran! Ardent is not a person. Ardent is anyone "Displaying or characterized by strong enthusiasm or devotion". Of all people YOU SHOULD HAVAE KNOWN. There, you make me scream. Why?
SoH?
24 Mar 2006, 9:49pm
Damn, I made a typo and I am too drained to even correct it. Sigh!
27 Mar 2006, 4:42am
Muah. I know, Scripto. I know. It's just part of my quirkiness to be talking of ardent as Ardent.
Now, on to other things. I found someone who is even more anal about language, grammar, etc. than you are! Imagine!
27 Mar 2006, 4:44am
Oh. SoH = Sense of Humour. :)
27 Mar 2006, 6:11am
ha ha! love your logical in your first paragraph, wanted to stop the thought process with you reasoning and go along with it but i guess it is worth theorising ...WHY? for proximate causation though we know WHY? when it comes to ultimate causation.
27 Mar 2006, 11:27am
No, Aran. I cannot imagine. I will have to see it to believe it. May be not even then.
Twigrl, huh? Whatever you said, sailed right over my head.
28 Mar 2006, 1:04am
He told me he's my father's age, so it's okay. You don't have to feel bad. You'll catch up when you're that old.
ps: Hi Twigrl! Keep up the good work. It's not often that we see a stumped Scripto. :)
28 Mar 2006, 8:50am
really! MR. writer ha! its ok! ponder on it a lil bit you will get it eventually.
Heeyyyyy Aran! what's up? hehehehe you bet i gave myself cheers for that too. :)
28 Mar 2006, 11:19am
Gosh! That was almost like a Bharat Milaap between Aran and Twigrl. I could shed a tear or two even. But my gloom stamp gets in the way.
28 Mar 2006, 11:32am
In the immortal words of Johnny Lever - "Who's Bharat?"
And dear Scripto, how can you even doubt my affections for Twigrl? Our Milap will be full of emotion, always.
28 Mar 2006, 1:56pm
Oops, Aran. You have done the 'Who is so and so?' bit again. Tch tch.
Never did doubt your feelings for Twigrl. Whatever gave you that idea? I was not even referring to your feelings. I was referring to Twigrl's.
28 Mar 2006, 6:51pm
Dear God! You doubt Twigrl?! :o
I'm not sure she'll be happy to know that. And I'm devastated too. How could you even think something like that about our Twigrl? :(
28 Mar 2006, 9:01pm
ufff! i am completely lost lost lost! but Aran, i am counting on you to defend me. Since, you seems to understand what MR. Writer is refering to..
28 Mar 2006, 11:32pm
Sure I will Twigrl. You just need to be really affronted and insulted by what Scripto has alleged. Then I shall begin defending. :D
28 Mar 2006, 11:33pm
Trust you, my dear Aran, to make a mountain where there is not even a molehill. I did not doubt Twigrl's feelings either. I just was not sure what they were. I was hoping you would know. Apparently, you do. There, we can all live together like one big happy family. :)
And Twigrl, why would you think I would attack you in the first place for Aran to have to defend you? Now, I am shattered.