(Part II) Love: Heart vs. Brain

Previously

 

It’s very hard to walk the self-promise as so many distractions are luring me. If someone eats from a decorated plate in front of a hungry man, he can’t resist himself from looking the man eating. Similarly what earlier appeared straightforward seems very difficult to me to hold back myself looking at or talking to her. My heart is giving a good fight to my brain. 

 I don’t believe in God but whoever or whatever way I got these eyes, I think there was a terrible mistake. As this pair of sense organs doesn’t get moist when I feel pain or whenever it requires doing so to abate the situation. Though this blunder is compensated by a muscled organ which beats with the cause to absorb all sorts of emotional surges but it’s hard to control its stimulation.

 Brain, the most critical and superior part of body, functions very logically and pragmatically. Brain may initiate the thought process but it always keeps its feet on the ground. It considers all aspects of a matter and gives realistic judgments. Whereas heart always flows with tide of passion or emotion whatsoever the end is. Even, knowing the writing on the wall, heart never slackens its grip on hope. People say if you listen to your heart, you are “emotional fool” but if you listen to your brain, you are “intelligent” and “practical”. It’s futile to raise the unanswered question “Who came first egg or chicken?” I mean who started first: Brain or Heart. Instead of solving this puzzle it’s better to decide whom to listen. My heart is insisting me to see her or talk to her but brain says: "Don’t hope, don’t talk, don’t even look; you know the reality. Or better forget her”.

 The script is already written I have no part in it, so sooner I understand this better it is for me to walk in reality.

Caution: This is truly imaginary; there is no reality in it.

Love: A Hope against Hope

Love; Once a wise man said “True love is like a ghost, nobody has seen it”. I call it Hope against hope. You don’t know whether you will get it or not but you hope that your hope will come true.

Who said love has to be successful or it should get a final shape or it should have a happy ending. Whatever final shape it gets, nobody including me take the proud to be on the side which has got no result.

All theists love God. They sacrifice their lives, live a austere life for only a single wish to see Him.
I don’t know whether I have made any sacrifice or not but somehow I am luckier than them. I got to see You everyday, I talked You, smelled You, even unknowingly I got Your touch…I don’t know how did I get such a strong intuition about you that I can percieve your every move closing my eyes or can smell your presence.

Knowing that you already have chosen your home and you will take someone else’s hand to set out for that home, I could not admit how much I……..
I still laugh at the letter lying between the pages of my diary, don’t know whether to keep it or throw it..May be I could not give you the proposal, but I took lot of pain to beg you “Your denial, Your silence”.

Less you talk, less I see in your deep eyes, more I able to suppress the breath of my “Hope against Hope”


Caution: This is fully imagination; there is no real story in it.

West Bengal Politics: Evil vs. lesser evil.

People normally get a choice between a good and a bad thing or good and better. But it’s very unfortunate that some time we have no other alternatives but to choose a bad option. Similar situation is prevailing in West Bengal politics where two main parties in fray are equally responsible to spoil the political culture in West Bengal.
Why politicians have to be bad? Why people join politics when there is nothing to do? Why can’t we talk/debate on politics without being bracketed as a supporter? Politics, suppose to be an area to serve people directly and to earn high dignity for such a noble work, has become a dirty place where politicians like to throw mud at each other and the term Politics always come with adjectives like corruption, scam, rhetoric, allegation, counter-allegation, propaganda and so on. It will be wrong to say that that there is no good politician but they never rise above his party rather they always turn out to be a representative of party not that of the people.
We will be replacing goons of one political party with that of other party, but we are left with no option. This assembly election is, I believe, not a battle between two political ideologies or two political spectrums, it’s a conflict between our gloomy present and bright future.  So the onus remains on us. It’s not about choosing the right thing at the right moment rather choosing the better option apt to the situation.