Something of Myself

Tuesday, July 25, 2006

Fragments

Watched Yuh Hota To Kya Hota over the weekend. Interesting movie, but it reminded me of someone. It's strange how people come back to your lives and walk out with amazing alacrity. Empty embellishments? Whatever!

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Splash, splash, splash! Memories, ah, memories. Someone very dear asked Othello from me. Brought back so many memories. Karen. Determined. Kind eyes. Warmth. And of course, ebullient praises for Iago. "I am not what I am." I could never really make up my mind; forever suspended in a state of quandary - to sympathise with Othello or to admire the sheer evilness of Iago. Karen never tried to persuade us. No good teachers do. They bring to you their bagful of goodies and they leave you to choose and to enjoy the delectable taste of them all!

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Mistakes. Are mistakes like whores? Or are they virgins? Are they angels? Do they bring perspective? Do they dig our graves? Do we lie in peace? Do we die in pain? Do we trust ourselves? Do we cheat others?

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posted by Pele at 10:44 am

2 Comments:

no, never empty

i liked the post, till we came to the last bit - Are mistakes like whores? - anyway, liked the rest.

read this - http://purpleblueorange.blogspot.com/2006/07/incomplete.html

3:28 am  

Why not empty ever? Why not like whorish mistakes or mistakes like whores?

7:30 am  

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