livin by the word


This morning, I work up to screaming, taunting squall ... pumping adrenaline at 104Kmph... it seemed out to avenge ... what? And, the shower of firmly congregating rain clouds did nothing to assuage the anger ... in fact, turns out they have love-hate thing ... and all was mayhem, RainStorm. The reverie of drunken happiness ... went on for a couple of hours. The night sky burnished with lightening and raging thunder should have been a warning enough.

After a too-busy fortnight of work, work and some more work ... managed to horde few minutes to write. The words dribbling, even as my wet hair sprinkled my keyboard.

Am moody about the fact that haven't been able to either read or write to my heart's content... in a while. After the rains the sky looked like a mosaic of torn clouds. After the wild thrashing of wind and rain... the tranquility looked ironical.

I like to have a book on me always ... my night read, my everywhere read ... my lazing around read. The habit of parallel readings; stemmed from the greed of words; of stories; of ideas ... long time back.

Words have always been my best friend ... the language teasing my intellect, pulling me in like a vortex, making me feel alive ... with all the ideas bunkering in my thought.

The smooth flow of narrative and then a sudden sharpness of genius of language. I tend to get dyed in the colors of the characters. The science of language like music takes a form of art. Urging on to live!

CpRyt@NeerS

6 comments:

Casperbaba said...

"living by the word"

Well... again won’t even try praising you. Can i ask u what do u exactly do? coz the way u have control over language and the kind of passion u share for reading and obviously the way u write, you either have to b a copywriter or a journalist. But I m just guessing here.

Now, coming back to the post. I wasn't an avid reader long time back but then I discovered the world of books. And then came the whole new era of writing and expressing for me. I can identify with your hunger of reading and learning more and also the frustration of not letting the thoughts out on paper. Books or rather literature in general has made me more sensitive towards emoting my feelings in an aesthetic manner.
The way you have put across:

“The smooth flow of narrative and then a sudden sharpness of genius of language. I tend to get dyed in the colors of the characters. The science of language like music takes a form of art. Urging on to live!”

You just summed it up so beautifully, so perfect!

Cheers!! Keep up the amazing work. You have a fan in me…. 

priya said...

Casper,

She's always been a brilliant writer from the day I know.

Words have always been my best friend- totally neers:)))

Sandy said...

wow i enjoy having a book besides be with a little drizzle outside and small sparkle touching my face now and then with a hot coffee in my hand.

Jello said...

u shud start writin a book - addicted to ur blog :)

Neers said...

casper: thank You! :)
priya : you are too kind!
sandy: i know... :)
jello: kiddin, right! me? a book! thank you!

Kuan Gung said...

neers and her pen transcends passion and power casper...it's a journey of brilliance merging with imagery indeed...a world of never ending reflection of which I know myself, I never really get enough of.