A Belated Valentine ...

In My Realm
The world in a Jugular – In Life and Love


It is perhaps with profuse thinking, that I happen to let things go their own way without giving a thought. Perhaps, the inanity in life swells so gingerly that I cannot help but think, oh, is this so?

Nothing in the world will ever make me feel downtrodden. If ever, I will keep it to myself. I am obtusely attracted to the wisdom not often heard in this world. I am attuned to the blight paradigm of nonsense indiscretion for I find valor in liking things that do not seem right at all.

Maybe, the casual tenderness is mismatched. Maybe, the doing is incomplete. Maybe, life is a frenzied toil of human frivolities. I am not accustomed to making guesses; it is just a waste of time. I am more predisposed to render an apathetic view of things, just to look cynical and objective. More so, if the feelings are attached, I do detach more than necessary.

This paradox of empathy is one way of saying, back off!

Look around you – the world is aghast at its transgression. But it does not want to admit it. For the nefarious and nihilistic crave is dominant.

The compassion for understanding is muted. It ill behooves the imagination that the lingering for hope is like looking for the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow.


Many times over, we fight with our wicked mind and juggle the thoughts are supposed to be prudish and yet, we succumb more to the imagination that seem unperturbed.


Ah this world, this wonderful world is just an illusion. I have no notion of serenity for the calm and the serene are the very reason of a maddening world.

Ah life!

Ah yes, what a life. A forsaken forlorn. Like love. Just it justifies the emotions? Many years back, I am without a direction because I fell in love. Not bad considering that I was truly in love. And the risk I have to take was about to engulf a drastic change in me. Yes, it was the greatest risk. And if I was able to embark on that risk and challenged it, would I be present now, writing this piece? I doubt. The emotional challenge is too much that even the strongest will waver in their keels. I fell in love with the wrong person. The second person destined to wreck havoc in my life did really destroy me.

A typical mistake amongst us. We think we are in love. We think that love is paradise. We forget that love is like a time bomb waiting to explode. Containing it is a craft. Containing it both is a must. But when one is really not bent on saving it, then we are not talking of a relationship. When one can easily give up, because it is convenient? This was supposed to be a happy one. But I feel that for most to understand, love is not simply – hey, was sup, I miss you, I love you, take care, see you later, what are you doing? , I cannot sleep, can I have a kiss? Etc, etc.

Love is life. And life is harsh. But life is simple. Love is simple. Many fall prey to the notions that love is like a rainbow drizzling in vivid colors. Many fall prey to the illusion of glittering vibrancy that love is wonderful. Yes, no doubt. But love is pain as well. That we have to endure.

belated Happy Valentine’s month to all!