The line with two dots

It was a great day…considering the feedback on the first post in my blog .It gives me new strength to show sunlight to my ideas.

I called the first post “The Writer’s Block-the first interactions between the pen and paper”. It seemed a pretty apt title, for someone who is scared of what people will say but still decides to write. But considering someone’s confidence in my writing skills; I rename it as “Random Ruminations”. Hats off and a standing ovation to the person who suggested the blogging idea.

What do I want to write about? Lots of things. People, in my life. How they shaped my thought process. People in general. What they think and do. How they feel, with and without senses. What they smell like and what they like to smell…Ya that’s one area that has intrigued me for long. Love. How it happens and why. How like the most fragrant of the roses it withers away. I wanted to say “emotions, in general” but then backed out of the idea, because since my childhood, I am not aware of any emotion except two…being in love and being out of it.

Now that I have actually put it down…I wonder…does all those years (24 years, 3 months, 11 dayz 16 hours 26 minutes and 10 seconds to be exact) boil down to just two emotions?? Have I wasted my life? Is it some thing like God gave me the whole paint box which had shades of orange, red, pink, grey, black, brown, white and blues. And what did I use? Just pink and black?? Pink for love. Black for out of love. Loves me. Loves me not. Loves me, loves me more. Loves me not, can’t bear the sight of me. Pink. Black. Pink. Black. Black, black. Pink, pink.

Hmm...Since I cannot undo the past, nor am I willing to carry the burden of more emotions lets put it in a better way. Lets call the pink and black as pink and not so pink or black and not so black. Also I was wondering if my intense liking for shades of maroon has something to do with this pink and black….Im not an artist,not even a remote one …so I do not know which colors make up maroon …but some how I feel pink and black combine to give some distinct shade of maroon….Don’t know…U guyz can correct me if I’m wrong. Maybe that will give me a new insight. A colourful one at that.

But if you actually look at it; its love or the lack of it is the centric emotion everywhere. It conjures many forms. Being loved and not being loved. Wanting and being the want. Not wanting. Not being wanted. Wanting and being the want at the same time is the ultimate goal not just for me, but for most of us. Contrary to what most people think and give as q major reason for sucides “Not wanting and not being wanted” doesn’t exist. For the simple reason that a vacuum cannt fill a vacuum,or intensify the strength of the original. Two zeros do not make (+) 1. Nor (-) 1.

People often try to figure out what glues two people? Love or sex? The slow melting that one feels in looking at the object of desire or the heat that flows on physical contact? My opinion is

‘Love is a straight line segment, flanked between two dots of sex”

(Reference: Line Segment is a line between 2 fix points. Unlike a segment a line does not have end points.)

The dot on either side represents the very act of sex, one positiove one negative. After all there are only two reasons why people have sex…either they cannot have enough of each other(positive sex) or they hate each other so intensely that they do it as an act of burning the soul(negative sex). When there is no sex there is a lull, a mediocrity. The line of love, no matter how thick cannot survive on its own. The same holds true for the the dots of positive and negative sex. Without the line to join them they are the electrons that are free and can roam around without a purpose or destination. We spend our entire lives on this line segment…moving either on it or in the vacuum created by its absence.

Sex is not just ding ding ding ding.Going in and going out. Trying to attach your mountains into the someone’s valleys or vice versa. It’s much more than a jigsaw puzzle. Or a plug and a socket game. It’s beyond that. What beyond that I will take up as separate article.Need time to think because here I do not speak from personal experience…it’s a second hand one (-;

Im sorry…because like the previous post this one too started somewhere and is ending somewhere. Forgive me; that’s how my thought process is. Maybe over a period of time Im able to organize my thoughts in a better manner…till then…keep reading and commenting!!!