"I think ultimately love (only romantic?) is a selfish thing. Love happens when a person of the opposite sex (here I risk being accused of being homophobic) comes along who satisfies all your expectations at the physical, psychological, personality, emotional, social, cultural, etc. level. So, when one's needs seem to be met in another person … Continue reading Love Is Selfish
I remember once too often A girl from my student days Whose thoughts gladden me And send my heart a-flutter; These days I search for Truth And wonder with some misgiving Whether sometimes in one’s life Truth comes disguised as Love.
When the certainty of doubt waylays The journey of thoughts And emotions are entrapped In a cyclic revelation of probable intentions; When friendships lose their elemental force, And you have despaired Of love that came And love that went, And wondered Whether love can come as itself, And wondered Whether you can receive Love that … Continue reading Love that Comes As Itself
There is no truth Higher than Love And no love Higher than Love of Truth.
With a head full of philosophy How little I believed in love No matter what its force With which it swept my heart I thought it did not matter If I ignored my feelings And it seemed to matter not Except for a tugging at my heart Or so I have tended to think But … Continue reading Amor Fati
Love is not to be found In the arms of sweetheart Though you are tempted Into thinking so. Love is not to be found In some friendship Though there is delight Tending to it. Love is not be found In sublime art or music Though it might satisfy For a while. Love is not to … Continue reading Love, O Love, Where Art Thou?
I am quite comfy being a Reddy Whatever being a Reddy connotes I am sure it connotes something Sharing as Reddys perhaps must do Some common characteristics Whereby you can see a stranger and exclaim Ah! There goes a Reddy No?!!! If not, of what use is such an appellation When you cannot mark out … Continue reading On Caste
Yeah, love is great and all that But there is more to the human Than mere sentiments and emotions And what we love today We may not tomorrow Such is human nature Fickle like a snowflake Amidst all these changes There is something that endures Something that is more real us Than mere body and … Continue reading Not Merely Human
Only s/he can love Who wants nothing for her/himself Nothing by way of riches By way of name By way of power And, yes, Even by way of love Etc. Rest of us Are condemned To love only selectively And sparingly Depending on our comfort level. As long as You have something to protect Something … Continue reading Love
These wants, these needs, these desires Are what make me very self-regarding With regard to not only strangers But also with regard to kith and kin But unless these wants, needs and desires Are infecting my soul and making it awry How is the drama of life to unfold Every love story is strewn with … Continue reading Obstacles to Love