Opaques

 

The word opaque has changed its meaning for me over time. I miss the good old days when it simply meant a substance through which no light can pass through. (Yay 7th standard physics!). As the years went by, beauties of natural and artificial objects caught my eyes for the way they teased lights. The stained windows of churches, made not to stop the light entirely but to put life into otherwise mundane stroke of sun. Silhouetted buildings against the crimson sea of fire at the east. Long shadow of a pen on the letter, waiting to be completed and sent… (the latter never happened). An arm around special someone admiring the sunset…

light has a special place in my heart…

so do the things that look strangely alive in them…

The simple admiration of light became a lot more complicated when people stopped being transparent. Every action had a hidden meaning. Words were said not because you meant them but because you had to. Your own words were twisted until they lost their intended meaning and served as a poison to someone who drank it without a second thought.

In the world of supposedly increasing transparency, people started becoming more and more opaque. Not by colouring themselves to decorate their surroundings like those church windows but by painting themselves black like the sinister who hides his acts from the world, not letting a single streak of light in…

Source of Inspiration: Opaque

Stages of Blogging…

 

 

  1. New start

    ‘My mind contains a plethora of ideas that need to be put forth immediately!’
    ‘This virtual platform of mine shall achieve massive popularity’
    ‘A minimum of one post per week will be published’
    ‘I will have a consistent reader-base’

  2. Waning

    ‘Something will come to me any minute now’
    ‘As it is I am swamped’
    ‘A little delay would make no matter’
    ‘I just need to get in touch with my creative side again’

  3. Panic

    ‘Nothing of relevance comes to mind!’
    ‘Has my creativity died?’
    ‘I am going to be a subject of continuous taunting’
    ‘I will be seen as just another quitter!’
    ‘I NEED HELP’

  4. Desperation

    *Googles* ‘blogging topics’,’blog post suggestions’,’hot topics’,’11 things to write about on your blog’….
    *Types* ’13 tips to make your love life…’ NO NO NO I CAN’T DO THIS TO MYSELF!!!!!

  5. Acceptance

    Ideas flow through an irregular space-time continuum. Intersecting it requires one to be in his/her right frame of mind… Forced brainstorming is frugal… Patience is the order of the day…

Infuriating FAQs about Long Distance Relationships…

 

“How did you manage to pull that off?”

What do you mean how? Was it supposed to be difficult? Are you questioning our maturity sir? Or just because the only way movies depict long distance relationships is as an unstable form of human bond which will be broken at the slightest hint of temptation from opposite sex? Why does it seem so impossible to you?

“How often do you talk?”

First of all, stop being so nosy. We ‘speak’ to each other on the phone once every month. Sometimes once every couple of months.

“WHAT? BUT THEN…?! HOW DO YOU…?!?”

I get it. The need to be in constant touch with each other and being in a relationship are two different things. We definitely don’t have the former. Heck, most our days go by without messages much beyond daily pleasantries of good morning and good night.

This is where most of the long distance relationships fail. And funnily enough, distance isn’t even the reason behind it. We human beings can not be at two geographical locations at once. And despite thousands of centuries of evolution, we fail to understand it. Once the situation demands us to ‘be’ somewhere and ‘think’ somewhere else, we start to dysfunction.

Here I would like to bring up the controversial (!) topic of blue ticks and last seens. I have seen people get genuinely upset when someone opens Whatsapp but doesn’t reply to their message. Blue ticks took it a step further. I must say, people were a lot more understanding back in the days of snail mail, and even e-mail. Nowadays before accusing someone of being ignorant or rude, we do not even consider the possibility of a million things that could be happening in that person’s physical surroundings. This leads to ‘You don’t care about me’s and ‘You don’t have time for me’s.

All in all, the excessive possessive behaviour is the root cause behind most of LDRs not working. I mean, why would you want to know what your partner is doing every minute of the day! It portrays you as a person who has crippling insecurities about faithfulness of your partner. Don’t do that… Live in the moment… Live and let live…

But it still looks too difficult to me…

Think of long distance relationships as those times when you are saving for something big, something you wanted for a long time… Like that dress, that game, that mobile, that trip to Goa… You consciously control yourself from spending that money on short-term pleasures… Or better yet, you don’t find anything else pleasing or worth that money. And when you finally get what you saved up for, it makes the whole experience that much better.

So at the end of this philosophical ranting, I would like to say one thing… Calling your significant other ‘your life’ is fine in romantic context, but in reality it is a part of your life which is supposed to make your life more enjoyable…Don’t suck the fun out of it…