How to think L-O-V-E?
Soul
mate, man, or woman, whatever you call the one you meet and being drawn
towards, the reality remains the same: your inner space has compromised its
independent decision making capacity. It may not necessarily an individual that
affects your ability to take decisions. It may be signals from another
dimension, as Love is a phenomenon that connects this world and others, signals
that defy our rationale but guide us towards knowing.
I
am introducing you to someone, who has encountered the mystical and yet feral
shade of love. Raghu Prasad is a regular, but introverted student at K.
University. He had thoughts, largely on how to engage in activities that can
cure him of his introversion. “Grow out of it!” His mother would say to him,
sneeringly. Most of his thoughts as a young graduate, involved growing out of
his quiet nature. Most of his
thoughts, I mean. In fact, there is a reason why he confines his thoughts only
to finding a solution to his introversion.
Clearly,
he wasn’t at the university to invent a computer or to design a software. His
plans were plain and he kept them simple too. He joined the Students’ Union to
cure his introversion. Will this new move cure him?
The
singular attitude of his to cure himself of the silent self he actually is is a
cover for another failure he would not like to think about, as I mentioned
earlier. And the problem is his relationship status, which is “horrifyingly”
under the radar, ever since he had started having fantasies and dreams.
Raghu
Prasad had never had a successful relationship until he left his University. He
had one-way traffics though. If you ask him, he would say, “True
love deserves no victims. If I invited
this person into my life, would I be able to keep her happy? Would she be
happy? Wouldn’t she be a victim of my selfish interests? This was my
humanitarian side.”
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| You Should Know How I Feel |
Like an Arabian Tale is
a slightly longer story of Raghu Prasad, and of course Faida, the individual
who cause the change in his… physique.
As
an author, Raghu Prasad appeared more like a real human being to me. I really
liked him, by the time I finished the work of You Should Know How I Feel, the book in which Raghu Prasad’s story
appears. I often wonder what brings us closer to a character we see in a movie
or read about in a book. Perhaps, they are the similarities in life and
attitudes that become the connection among us.
I
have come across this idea, repeatedly, in articles and classes on creative
writing that if you want to impress your reader never hold the best back, at
any point in time. However, I must confess that if I were to give away the best
moments in this story, Like an Arabian Tale, I might have to give you the whole story itself, right away. Each
moment I spent with Raghu Prasad and Faida, each word I wrote on behalf of this
confused young man, I cherished like each breath of life I take. There is a
saying that goes with beauty and love, and also with waiting. Well, it's mostly
about waiting, the beauty of it, and how you'd love it. It goes like this;
"the fruit of waiting is always sweet and juicy. “Your waiting would just
be for a few more weeks.
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