Bitter Verse
For some it is music and for many others it is canvas but for the artists sleeping inside a few of us, the only fodder is idea. For ages we craft, sculpt, chisel and work hard at it. There are many a wrong cuts and rough edges and yet we trudge on ungrudging in the hope of keeping the artist alive till Judgment Day.
And one day after sleepless nights and starry eyes gazing at the horizon, you have not an idea but an ideal…. an absolute that is not flawless yet completes you. Coz ideals are not the perfect embodiments of everything that is right rather it is just another version of you with all those little nicks and bruises.
The only problem with an ideal is that you never have the strength to reach out beyond the veil of reality and hold it…what if it isn’t there? What if it was just a figment of your imagination? Or what if your contact changes it and there no longer is an ideal…just a simple idea?
When Confucius calls, Zen takes leave and you decide to let go of your ideal and settle for an empty epithet… the catchphrase of the masses. You forget the ideal or at least lie to yourself that you have and continue your thesis at a completely different school of thought.
A maxim you don’t believe in at all and yet you quote it.
For better or for worse.
And one day after sleepless nights and starry eyes gazing at the horizon, you have not an idea but an ideal…. an absolute that is not flawless yet completes you. Coz ideals are not the perfect embodiments of everything that is right rather it is just another version of you with all those little nicks and bruises.
The only problem with an ideal is that you never have the strength to reach out beyond the veil of reality and hold it…what if it isn’t there? What if it was just a figment of your imagination? Or what if your contact changes it and there no longer is an ideal…just a simple idea?
When Confucius calls, Zen takes leave and you decide to let go of your ideal and settle for an empty epithet… the catchphrase of the masses. You forget the ideal or at least lie to yourself that you have and continue your thesis at a completely different school of thought.
A maxim you don’t believe in at all and yet you quote it.
For better or for worse.
posted by Kumari at 5:55 PM
3 Comments:
Didja find your ideal? How does it look like?
I guess what is keeping us moving today is our desire to reach the ideal... I do not believe that anybody can ever live without that desire.
p.s.: visiting your blog for the first time... wonderful blog
@kopos: Thanks:) As soon as i read what i had posted that's what came to my mind :)
@Jax: Oh yes i did...and it looks like a giant Teddybear :)
@Shashi: Thanks and do keep visiting :) I know one can't but then when you lose out there are moments of dis-illusion.
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