OBSCURE LOVEA Screenplay by DeepankarLOVE is obscure, implausible. Sometimes LOVE can take such a form which cannot be explained. Sometimes we LOVE someone to such an extent that we are unable to define or express that feeling of LOVE. As if we LOVE beyond what words can be used to define that extreme sensation or express that obscure and subtle feeling of emotion, which ofcourse is LOVE itself. Even our actions, deeds are somehow unable to show or relate to what we feel from within. From that inner cradles of your soul. This LOVE is way past and beyond which is to be told or said to the person concerned. It need not be expressed rather it needs to be felt, else its beauty and aura vanishes. Infact, it isn't in any sense mandatory that if we LOVE someone, we need to say it or for that matter have that same LOVE in return. It isn't being a LOVElorn (which is being in a different parallel universe altogether, having completely alternative laws of physics and semantics). But nonetheless at the end LOVE is LOVE after all. One thing I am pretty sure of after all these years and teachings LOVE have taught me, is LOVE is the only entity which can be the sweetest and fatal at unison. People meet. There’s that first sight, first meeting of the eyes, first touch of the fingers, tender, kind of cold, warm touch. Love flows and breezes all over the air and horizon. Sunlight glows and lances straight into the heart. They fall in LOVE. I always wonder why they call it as a FALL. Shouldn’t it be, just in LOVE or REACHED LOVE? To a place, to a feeling, to a nirvanitic, blissful state. Yes, there’s so much enigma about LOVE. The way it happens, the way it flows. More to say the period leading upto LOVE. The state when you know somehow you are in LOVE. The message you find in little minute details of the universe, which hitherto you had undermined, about LOVE, or perhaps everything that exists is there because you are there for. There for to have, feel and experience. Experience its richness and joy. Fractured sky somehow twinkles with stars, as if all the music beholds in the night’s breeze. As if that everyday hopping sparrow dances for you, just because you’re in LOVE. Or perhaps for your LOVE? © 2013 DeepankarReviews
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AuthorDeepankarGangtok, Gangtok, IndiaAboutA complete emotional freak.... I know very less about myself so as to say. & I'm trying to find myself from deep within which hitherto may have been trapped by myself. Really interested in stor.. more..Writing
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