Sep 29, 2008

wow..i had a lovely day.

just because of the three or four louts behind us in the movie theatre who were ofcourse loud and obnoxious, how fair would it be of me to move along with my friend for an anothe seat.i wandered away,disconcerted by this sudden sense of having been cut short,frozen in mid-flow.actually all this arises a frisson of terror in my mind.she gave me a long slow look,as if she were deciding something,and then she allowed herself to blush,the colour suffusing her throat in a delicious mottle of pink and white.the tone isn't always matched,unfortunately,by that of the performances,which can veer toward kitsch and cuteness.i was probably beginning to catch a glimpse of her eponymous character,just like her name which means the most beautiful.i knew it will remain as one of the most auspicious days spent in chennai whenever i would think of my time here.i tried to carry myself with pride,as though,forsooth,i felt i had achieved a moment ,both praiseworthy and meritorious.it didn't seem to matter,what if the hall replete with faces,all staring at us was already going nuts.i decided to disengage her from the hold of my fingers and this is perhaps where i went wrong.at this moment,this blog is giving permanence to the evanescent thought of a prized moment and i am certain i will smile everytime i read it.wind and sea may displace the ship's centre of gravity to three different orthogonal axis but even the torrid environment and the fracas of restless people couldn't deter me from doing what i did.it was one of the better moments of my life.ecstatic,felicitous,exultant-radiant,ravishing,rapturous-gladsome,tickled,delighted-oh it is so very special.just today i realised a fact,infact a number of truths.for every beauty there is an eye somewhere to see it.for every truth there is an ear somewhere to hear it.for every love there is a heart somewhere to receive it.love of beauty might be a taste and creation of beauty an art but when you love someone and call it beautiful,its perfection,both art and taste come together.when i look it more closely,i find an answer-people are very complicated,everyone is.it feels great to make someone feel beautiful and the joy is immense if the reflections are even more pretty.