wow, hilarious!! perfectly put!!
hats off to your colleague... and tell her i'm stealing her line for future use.. :-))
eagerly waiting for your next post.
ha ha... if you interchange the words "man" and woman" in your last comment, it would still make perfect sense! and that's one reason i've not ventured towards that door - yet! (the other being: i LOVE to travel, and that too my own way...)
thanks for the invite, naval-ji - accepted with pleasure! :)
- electric
der naval-ji,
it was a delight reading this post. i'm come to look forward to your smooth affable humorous style of writing... thanks! :)
- electric wind
he he... that would be better than being the "what, no last line?!" wonder, won't it?
it's good to knowck on your door once a day too - to see what you're up to! :)
hmm... makes sense. i was trying to say the same thing in a different way - only i have never advanced to that state of "mourning" yet...
but i think once you realise/feel the void - "the eloquent presence of the dead one's absence" (excellently-expressed phrase, by the way!) - the mourning is not so much for the person departed but really pity/sadness for one's own self having to deal with the absense, isn't it?
thought provoking.
"death robs us of what never was" -
maybe that's the reason for it being so terrifying. for "what never was" is very often equivalent to "what could still be" which in most cases of "loved ones" is something hope-inducing.
thankfully or not, i haven't yet experienced the death of any really near/dear ones - maybe because i wasn't so emotionally attached to those who died among family and acquaintances.
in my conscious and unconscious mind i have imagined the death of near ones quite frequently - sometimes as a means of "practical relief" (can't explain), sometimes just to try and arouse me from the numbness that i mostly feel, sometimes woken up in cold sweat in the middle of the night after somebody (including myself) was killed in my deam... but strangely i've never felt "pain" or "loss" - it has always been fear, panic, terror, helplessness...
i've sensed the same fear in my parents when their friends/neighbours/aquaintances died or suffered a heart attack or kidney failure... it's fear of being confronted with one's impending immediate future - "it could well have been me" - coupled with a relief of being "it's not me - at least not yet"
recently a cousin of mine, about 22 years old, died in a gruesome accident while at work - electrocuted - caused by a moment's negligence of and right in front of his own electrican father... when i head it i was surprised to feel no pain, just shock and unexplained anger, and pity for the young life lost, and terribly sorry for my uncle who now sits in his room the whole day, withdrawn from everybody, a shadow...
i think unprepared, unexpected death just scares the hell out of me.
attempted glory, if you please! ;-))
once a cowboy, always a cowboy... is that it? lol
the choice of "ozymandias" surprised me - in a positive way! :)
"Six degrees of separation with the world around me."..
a good one. any chance of it decreasing to five or four sometime?
“Life is a limited period offer. What are you trading it for?”
which reminds me - what are YOU trading it for?!! ;-))
The Wait
liked the imagery, especially the carousel and comfortably-living-on-an-island ones.
í'm wondering what you'd say if you heard one more comment with "i know the feeling"... ;-)
but i do. more than you. cause that's what i do - waiting for only i know what.
to your list of "waiting raeractions" i'd like to add one more - uncontrollable restlessness!!
i hope your wait is worth it... and won't drag itself too long. coz i hate the rack! :)
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