Tuesday, September 18, 2012

The story of Samuel the scared


"NO, NO, NO, NO!! Why don't you understand! The Earth is round! R.o.u.n.d.!" said Christopher Baba Columbus to his friend Samuel the Stubborn. "I am knowing this because I've been around it!"
"Rubbish!" said our Samuel [here, Mister Christopher suffered a mild heart attack]. "So long as my soup doesn't spill from its bowl, I shall continue believing the Earth to be flat, thank you." And continued he, munching on his apple pie.
Until the day he decided to take a night-time stroll to the edge of the earth after a particularly heavy meal. That day changed everything for Samuel the Stubborn and he went to being called Samuel the Scared for the rest of his life.

But this story is about Samuel the Stubborn and not Samuel the Scared.

"You must never invest too much of affection and hope in any relationship, for You are not strong enough to deal with the ruins, lest it falls." Samuel was told by a person much beloved to him. Incidentally, since he was stubborn, he just disregarded the advice and went on loving his friends, unconditionally.
Thomas was a new friend Samuel made one day. Days changed to months and years and Samuel did not realise how Thomas became his best friend. He shared all his secrets with Thomas  [whom he called Tom, when tipsy with all the ale]. Ale, and girls and his favourite apple pie, they bonded over. Thomas was the person who understood him the best, he said to his beloved advisor. "Why, I think he indeed is my closest friend. And so it shall be forever!"



A year later, Samuel was sitting at his mahogany desk, his nib shivering, as he wrote about the wounds of his heart. The advisor was silent. Thomas no longer drank ale with Samuel. He went horse riding with Regulus, who claimed to care about Thomas the most. 'Tom' and 'Reg' enjoyed a lot. Samuel never bothered to argue, for he knew nothing would affect his companionship with dear ol' Tom.

His dear ol' Tom.
Like his dear ol' Earth.

How wrong he was then. How wrong he is now.
He is Samuel the Scared.

I am Samuel the Scared.

Wednesday, September 12, 2012

Unannounced guests

An unexpected visit from a cat and her 3 cute little kittens on an exceptionally ordinary Saturday evening has quite literally made my week.. it's amazing how these little creatures can bring u smiles, despite of all your tensions :) i guess our veranda is turning out to be some kind of adventurous forest for them! they keep climbing on the plants and wandering in the trash.. these fellas keep running away, but here's an attempt to capture them in these clicks.. It's not like I'm a cat-person in specific.. I just happen to like cats, dogs and all the other lot that can be tamed! 

Better with you :)

Compaions
The mama!

Curious Creatures

Daydreamer?

I've no idea why cats are always associated with crazy men like Argus Filch and Peter MacDougall. I personally find them just adorable!


Playing hide and seek, are we?

Mamma's boy

It melts my heart when this little fella climbs up my lap and cuddles for a while. A totally "aww" moment!  It doesn't matter to me if he's black or white.. guess some things are just supposed to be felt by heart rather than eyes, aren't they?

a solitary note














Solitude is peaceful.
Solitude is blissful.
Solitude means no pretence.
Solitude is my essence..
Solitude is probably one's social life's biggest foe!
Yet solitude is some times, the only way to go...



foreword?

                                  I am still not sure why I always hated the ideas like keeping a personal diary or blogging so much. Those three words- "read my blog" always seemed so wanna-be to me, somehow. Perhaps things get complicated when you have always been too anxious when it comes to allow people to break into your thoughts... But sometimes it becomes just plain necessary to give a platform to those unheard voices. (If you don't want to lose your sanity, that is.) Especially if you happen to be an introvert and skeptical whether people will be able to understand you or not.
                                      I am unsure, which one I prefer better- solitude or companionship.   I am unsure, Even today , if I can be myself without any pretence, in anyone's company- without thinking how they might judge me. The mind gets all fogged up sometimes, this is for those times when your inner eye can't see properly through that blurry mind.. So I'm simply going to write my 'heart' out (yes, I happen to be cheesy at times :D ) as my monologue..  You can't be scared FOREVER after all, right?