Thursday, January 22, 2009

What are you?

I am a book that people like to read, but would not like to study. The shorter the stories, the easier they find it to read. A book that attracts every passerby with the cover picture that resembles a painter’s pallete in black and white. Glossy and all that but has no colors. Oh yes! And no one will ever want to exchange me for any other books. They want me forever to be there in their bookshelf. Why?! After busy mornings, busy afternoons, busy evenings and tiring night outs, once in a while reading me makes them feel different. More complex maybe in other words. And that’s exactly what they want; the pleasure of feeling oneself being complicated, the pleasure in brooding, the pleasure in finding pain, the pleasure of admiring sinful lust, the pleasure in considering suicide, the guilty pleasure of entertaining negative thoughts, the pleasure of forgetting the once-important in life, the pleasure of imagining the never experienced, the pleasure of never letting go oneself, the pleasure of confessing sins, the pleasure in being crazy and so many more.

Some others are people who are good storytellers. I am not sure if I have helped them anytime, but I seem to remain in their bookshelves too, occasionally moving to their beds for bed time reading and sometimes among the pile of books next to table lamp.

In short what am I. I am book full of long and short stories, both real and fiction.

I am never everything but also never something...sometimes...

24 comments:

The solitude said...

Hi, I think its surely redefining yourself and your posts. Going through various images of life always... shifting the gear of feelings frequently. you are getting more and more serious. GREAT WORK.
PS: you left one post 'Through those windows'

mrniiiceguy said...

:) This one got a Booker - Didnt understand a word, so far - Need a detailed read :)

A Liberated Soul said...

The solitude, thanks!

Mrniceheartbeaps, you are very sensible. Btw, you don't listen to 'such songs' do you?

mrniiiceguy said...
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Sands | കരിങ്കല്ല് said...

:)

Good!

And you are never everything... But never nothing..
Always something! :)

Nitin said...

Lib.. yet another masterpiece as always..

just one things ..
// The shorter the stories, the easier they find it to read

so far what i felt in u r writing is .. shorter u write difficult to understand.. lengthy u write easier to understand ..

I didn't get what u mean by
//sometimes among the pile of books next to table lamp..

and also the open closing line
//I am never everything but also never something...sometimes...


by the way few days back u asked me a question why do I read......
is it, that time u were writing this post .....

divya said...

I always come here and write a long comment.then edit it a lot of times.. and in the last I will delete everything and will go back to my work.this time also the same thing happened.I don't why I can't comment to ur post even if i want to.. :(

mrniiiceguy said...

:)

A Liberated Soul said...

Sands, you made my day :)

A Liberated Soul said...

Nitin, //the shorter I write// I personally don't think all who reads my 2 liners try to understand what it means.
//Among the pile of books because, all the books that come their way from the bookshelf to the table next to the lamp, come hoping to be read. But the books just pile up there and are often moved back to the bookshelf while cleaning later. True?

The first and the second lines, I shall leave it for you to understand ;)

For the last q, figure it out yourself :)

A Liberated Soul said...

Divya, your comment could do wonders. Why not then? You could email me if you wish to at aliberatedsoul@gmail.com :)

MrNiceheartbeaps, 'music like this could take me to a world within myself, where i have never been'...thats exactly why I listen to 'such songs' :)

Nitin said...

// everything but also never something...sometimes...

I guess implied meaning is what Sands had written.. but still there is something more and i will be honoured ( aise mein jhoothe kaam bolte hoon.. but kya karoon abhi i want to know ...so...*blinking eyes* ) if i can know it from writer

aise bhi Godji ne partiality ke hein, apna top floor ekdum empty hein.. If i start using it tu budappe (old age) mein bhaut problem hojayegi

mrniiiceguy said...

when questions are answers ...

A Liberated Soul said...

Nitin, No! No! :)

MrNiceheartbeaps, when questions are answers, look up at the mirror, and you shall find what you seek.

Nitin said...

Are bhai yeah tu bata doon

No No for what ???

Is it for implied meaning is wrong..
or I'm not going to be honoured
or Its about my top floor. :)

The solitude said...

HI, check this song....
www.youtube.com/watch?v=1MibKBAnjhU

mrniiiceguy said...

hmmmn ... did u forget that i am blind ?

:)

A Liberated Soul said...

Nitin, the answer to your last q is yes. And if someone else asked me if my last post or any post has something to do with them I would still say yes.

Because my victory lies in it.

MrNiceheartbeaps, :)

mrniiiceguy said...

Waiting ...

Ash said...

Your writing rocks....it really does!

This is just wonderful.

Liberated Soul said...

MrNice, hmmm...

Ash, you make me feel so special every time you come here to read me. Somehow I never thought you would like my writings.

Sands | കരിങ്കല്ല് said...

email

Tamana....The Desire to live life to its fullest said...

Your blog name interested me ''á liberated soul'' but after going through ur write ups it felt like 'you are a soul yet to be liberated''....thats the way I feel. have a nice day anyways.

A Liberated Soul said...

Tamana, what I portray here is what I like and want to be. It is like you are something and you want to be something else. And 'liberatingmyself.blogspot.com' used to be my url before I changed it to 'aliberatedsoul.blogspot.com'. That should say it :)
Welcome here.