tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25803975.post114980137386623935..comments2023-05-17T13:24:56.865+05:30Comments on Love & Illusions: RETROSPECTIONtelperionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06529560960153128192noreply@blogger.comBlogger14125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25803975.post-51614582565447024592013-04-16T15:15:21.574+05:302013-04-16T15:15:21.574+05:30And in all those deaths, I lived a new life. In al...And in all those deaths, I lived a new life. In all those voids, I found a space sans that line of control, which our hearts willingly crossed on a star lit night.Somunoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25803975.post-2304474823804773112013-01-27T12:39:36.939+05:302013-01-27T12:39:36.939+05:30I thought LOVE is like morbilli...but I was wrong....I thought LOVE is like morbilli...but I was wrong...Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25803975.post-21174078796580290792012-05-11T11:34:10.847+05:302012-05-11T11:34:10.847+05:30Well, I disagree with much that you say. For insta...Well, I disagree with much that you say. For instance, love is indeed an appetite. It is a semantic problem actually: the English word 'love' keeps overflowing denotative boundaries, and is utterly vague. Presuming the 'voids' you refer to are the 'parts that die', each time and every time it happens with the loss of a love object. I suppose psychology would attribute it to secondary narcissism.telperionhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06529560960153128192noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25803975.post-7988801218424110012012-03-30T22:40:20.478+05:302012-03-30T22:40:20.478+05:30For love doesn't mean looking for new meanings...For love doesn't mean looking for new meanings and moving on when done.<br />For love is not an appetite.<br />Its forms may change and sometimes some entities too.<br />But love in itself is the air we breathe...<br />Known, around, needed for survival<br />Always.<br />Fulfilling.<br />The beloved may leave, but love, within, stays.<br />Then tell me poet, how can voids arise out of a sense of completion?Zephyrnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25803975.post-4945033939282871292011-12-10T17:13:05.879+05:302011-12-10T17:13:05.879+05:30:)
Thank you Shubhendu.:)<br />Thank you Shubhendu.telperionhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06529560960153128192noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25803975.post-12025378550888082392011-11-30T21:55:41.175+05:302011-11-30T21:55:41.175+05:30going thru the post has been a going down memory l...going thru the post has been a going down memory lane for me..the pain that brings out the essence of love at times...its heart wrenching, yet splendid!shubhendu2011https://www.blogger.com/profile/00474913002485681341noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25803975.post-84401636746419302422011-09-20T00:37:12.470+05:302011-09-20T00:37:12.470+05:30Thanks M. I recognized you the moment I saw those ...Thanks M. I recognized you the moment I saw those 'doodles' :)telperionhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06529560960153128192noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25803975.post-6816231698749106072011-09-20T00:28:54.307+05:302011-09-20T00:28:54.307+05:30Loved this one!Loved this one!PShttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14958185960528116007noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25803975.post-76730505837436939782008-04-13T01:03:00.000+05:302008-04-13T01:03:00.000+05:30after a long long time...i saw ur blog, after 8th ...after a long long time...i saw ur blog, after 8th april<BR/><BR/>sorry to say, i was shocked, & again shocked to see the comments.<BR/><BR/>goodbye...i can't say to you<BR/>a part myself, a loving part, who aroused me to stand up taught me how to hold knife & fork...each moment...sometime it is pleasure to me, i am talking about my feelings only...i love the died days, i still love the moments passed by...every time when i alone, i relish...i loveneelzhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10565473799936413245noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25803975.post-71765653152166594152007-03-05T19:15:00.000+05:302007-03-05T19:15:00.000+05:30thanx aurosikha. good to know i have written somet...thanx aurosikha. good to know i have written something to which others can relate to. (which shows my life is not all that weird :P )telperionhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06529560960153128192noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25803975.post-2544604727423528362007-03-05T15:47:00.001+05:302007-03-05T15:47:00.001+05:30This comment has been removed by the author.Mellow Musehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07667144841646310580noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25803975.post-42411732823306021962007-03-05T15:46:00.000+05:302007-03-05T15:46:00.000+05:30This comment has been removed by the author.Mellow Musehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07667144841646310580noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25803975.post-1158132514644646512006-09-13T12:58:00.000+05:302006-09-13T12:58:00.000+05:30it always intrigued me...the way everything is dis...it always intrigued me...the way everything is discrete and detached but together they compose something so solid and continuous as what we casually refer to as life.telperionhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06529560960153128192noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25803975.post-1158096054297655382006-09-13T02:50:00.000+05:302006-09-13T02:50:00.000+05:30Yes.The parts die every minute and resurrect every...Yes.The parts die every minute and resurrect every second.Funny...<BR/>A continuous process if you ask me.<BR/><BR/>It gets slightly difficult and majorly perplexing to identify the beginnings and the ends of existence, a few pieces of which are always missing.Damn!Jhuma Senhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14088206963362161240noreply@blogger.com