Monday, May 15, 2006

Many persons of love

Tell me you love me, I demand. An arrogance born with knowledge of superiority.
He shudders his love to me.

Tell me you love me, I moan. The words make the act more respectable somehow.
He answers. I believe in it because I want to.

Tell me you love me, I plead. Don't make me beg you again.
He obliges because he wants it done with.

46 Comments:

Anonymous Appreciative said...

I've been reading your blog for long. These few lines are among the best you've written. Poor girl. But sadly, that's what happens. Should've stuck on with her first one. But sadly, that never happens. Great work again.

8:04 AM  
Blogger REVerenD said...

well ultimately everything boils down to that act doesnt it...?

8:33 AM  
Blogger clash said...

"The words make the act more respectable somehow": Most of the times utterly execrable too :)- Am happy that you are able to make him feel that. Good going!! :)-

9:32 PM  
Blogger Dhanya said...

Hi Poornima!

Got the mail, but couldn't reply. He happens to be my fiance...and our innumerable fights are in your name. I think you know why.
But somehow, now, I don't feel like reading what you write...not because of any personal feelings I hold for you. I love your language.I love the way you put your things down. I will still stick to my request of a book.
But too much of anything is bad...too much of this "he-she" thing. I know, it holds meaning to you, maybe it does to a lot of others too...I am finding it hard to relate.
I will not stop coming though, maybe you never know, when there is another post like the turtle one, or the sari one, or the granny one...But as of now, this is it.
You can mail him in the mail ID in his blog. It is still working.
Love and best wishes,
Dhanya

10:08 PM  
Blogger Xoff said...

I have always wondered at this question. To me its the biggest difference between the man and the woman in a relationship. Why does the woman always need to hear the words? Even if they dont mean anything. And why doesnt the man? Is it because women are insecure and men meandering? I dont know.

10:36 PM  
Blogger SnM said...

Poornima,

There is an adage in Malayalam: "Adhikamaayaal amruthum visham". It pains to see someone of your linguistic calibre straying into chick-lit, which is better left to 'geniuses' like Kaavya Viswanathan. You can do much better than that, don't you think so?

Well, for the time being, I'm off from this place. It was great reading many of your posts and I still have a few of them stored in my hard-disk ('Another shade of Blue' included, which is my personal favorite).

Happy writing!

With the hope that I will see something when I return that will make me regret the decision to stay away,
Signing off,
SnM.

10:55 PM  
Blogger Poornima said...

Appreciative: Thank you.

Reverend: It does!

Clash: It need not always be about me, you know!

Dhanya: I am not worth fighting over!

Xoff: I don't know either. But I've known men to be otherwise and women who are too. But the general population stays this way.

Snm: Safe journey.

To All: I've always written stuff I've beleived in. Wanted to. I've felt good about the comments. Felt disappointed about some too. But there is one thing I wouldn't compromise on. What I feel like writing. If it makes you stay, please do. Else, please dont.

12:34 AM  
Blogger phatichar said...

reminds me of the movie 'let's talk'..

12:40 AM  
Blogger Dhanya said...

You are not the one who decides your worth!
Keep Writing!

God Bless!

12:51 AM  
Blogger arvindiyer said...

Why am i the last to know everytime? I don't come there for a while and this is wat happens? What ever happened to the hot coffee afternoon and the looong walk in the beach? *shakes head*

2:11 AM  
Blogger REVerenD said...

well i for one love the things you dish out. your perfectly justified in you statement. write what you feel like. never ever compromise on that... i have done that once... its not supposed to be that way

2:18 AM  
Blogger Poornima said...

Phatichar: Was it good?

Dhanya: Hmm...

Arvind: You walked into a cat fight!!!

Reverend: Thank you. That means a lot esp now.

5:58 AM  
Blogger Sujit said...

is it always the the words matter?, isn't that she can sense it!!.. ro the words would confirm her sense?.. that he loves her?

10:23 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

not all men love to emote in words, even the ones that do cant do it on request. Sometimes it loses meaning when said unfelt.
later
G
http://g-thisisme.blogspirit.com

12:37 PM  
Blogger Poornima said...

Sujit: The post was about one girl and three men in her life- at various stages. One when she was young maybe- confident of her charm and hence in the commanding position. There she knows he loves her. Later, a little insecure she asks for it. To lay rest her fears of right or wrong maybe. And then many later, at a losing end she pleads for love with someone who might be the last one in her life. Suffice to say- women like it heard.

G: That's an aspect I didn't consider!

9:37 PM  
Anonymous anon said...

simple and lovely =)
more importantly im impressed by the way u ve tackled some of the negative comments.. way to go girl!

11:14 PM  
Blogger phatichar said...

yep, it was...but then again, it's a movie that'd be perceived differently by different people, and that's how it's supposed to be, i guess ( i remember long time back the director of the movie saying something to that effect)

1:07 AM  
Blogger Poornima said...

Anon: I thought I'd made a mess. This is quite reassuring! Whew!

Phatichar: Yeah. Someone once old me it was about the illusion of Lord Krishna! Psst... was it?

2:04 AM  
Blogger phatichar said...

Well, knowing Lord Krishna, it could well have been.. ;). Seriously, it didn't seem like anything to do with mythology, if that's what you meant.. :)

and how come, not online these days? mighty busy huh?

3:09 AM  
Blogger phatichar said...

hey, have written 2 shorties..critique please.. :)

3:09 AM  
Blogger Poornima said...

Phatichar: Pretending to be busy! I hope my boss buys that! And for the two out there- done!

6:20 AM  
Anonymous Forastera said...

Love is not automatic. It takes conscious practice and awareness, just like playing the piano or golf. However, you have ample opportunities to practice. Everyone you meet can be your practice session but it wouldn't continue for long.

11:39 PM  
Blogger Poornima said...

Forestra: That's exactly what the post was about- on how someone ran out of love or even, someone who loves her!

5:12 AM  
Blogger aks said...

hey love... cant the beautiful act be a lovely romantic MIME...are dialogues(demanded monologues rather) a necessity.... ritualistic dialogues.....maybe its my inexperience of the whole Love thing... nyways nice post...

8:51 AM  
Blogger Lost in trance... said...

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1:08 PM  
Blogger Lost in trance... said...

somehow all three sounded sad to me. luv demanded, believing in it not coz its true and obliging. dunno y tho.

1:09 PM  
Blogger Poornima said...

Aks: Silences mean many things to many people. So do words. Inexperience in love? And you? :P

Lost in trance: All three are pathetic! But sadly, it happens and most of the time.

9:23 PM  
Blogger arvindiyer said...

I don't like cats. You ok?

1:00 AM  
Blogger Poornima said...

Arvind: How very sad! I love cats- being a woman et al, I guess it is but expected! Am as fit as a fiddle!

1:22 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Hi Poornima,

It is only after reading the comments I got some idea of what the post is all about.Still I feel I am missing something..Would like to know more about you.Do you think I can mail you ?
Looking forward to your new posts

Cheers!
Reshmi

7:22 PM  
Blogger Poornima said...

All that you write are wonderful Poornima. Feeling so proud to share the same name with you. I have blogrolled ur blog in one of my blogs.
I had been a silent reader of your posts all these days and finally thought that I should write a comment for sure today.
Keep writing!

9:03 AM  
Blogger Poornima said...

Reshmi: My mail id is one my profile page. So go on...

Poorni: Thanks for adding me onto your blog roll. And thanks for all the kind words. :)

9:26 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

AK getting to you? :)

4:22 PM  
Blogger Poornima said...

Anon: AK who?

10:01 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

You could 'google' AK.

Then again, maybe I assume wrong.

9:46 AM  
Blogger Poornima said...

Anon: Didn't you miss the R? Or maybe I missed it coz it wasn't there!

10:20 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Sure. Add the R. Can't remember calling him that
in a while... :)

3:20 PM  
Blogger Poornima said...

Anon: Hmmm... Can't remember calling him up in a while now.

9:03 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

No difference. Can't hear the phone anyway. He's gone deaf on Dylan.

3:47 PM  
Blogger Poornima said...

Anon: He's done deaf on me a long while ago. At least to what I was saying!

2:02 AM  
Blogger thelearner said...

Women must hear it, men can't say it, and it has no meaning when asked for and granted.

3:48 AM  
Blogger Poornima said...

The learner: Gah! Can't men just SAY it!!! :)

5:32 AM  
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Anonymous Anonymous said...

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artist : the cow ate it
fan : then where is the cow?
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4:29 AM  

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