Rhetoric and self-referential
Friday, March 23, 2007 13:47Posted in category Reflections
Ever wondered if your own life was nothing but the script for a really bad movie…and wanted to throttle the writer’s neck…till you realised you were holding the pen…and writing in a language you didn’t recognize?
Simliar ideas earlier...
Deja vuDo you remember me? From memories of events that have not yet happened From deep...
AverageI finished reading Aunt Erma’s Cope Book yesterday. For a good part I thought it...
Aww G…I was terribly amused by the extra ‘tadka’ that this restaurant adds to its language...
PenTathalon: A mental workoutThe PenTathalon sounded like fun. And unnerving given its ‘Five Exercises for Fiction Writers’ description....
Connection?My professor used to say, “You never make friends; you only recognize them.” I think,...
You can follow any responses to this entry through the RSS 2.0 feed.
You can leave a response, or trackback from your own site.
Stranger
says:
March 23rd, 2007 at 1:56 pm
No, a movie scrip where you struggle to remember the scenes of happiness, but they move so rapidly you are left thinking its a drag and a bad movie.
Shreyasi
says:
March 23rd, 2007 at 3:32 pm
Can be a very scary realisation. But then with that realisation there is a sense of control and an opportunity to rewrite without anger and helplessness.
pravin
says:
March 23rd, 2007 at 5:15 pm
ancient deeish saying:
when in doubt, macerate
ABC
says:
March 23rd, 2007 at 6:04 pm
You still are writing your story. Maybe you can write it better now, in your language.
hyde
says:
March 24th, 2007 at 1:21 am
I am sure I am not the person holding the pen.
ideasmith
says:
March 24th, 2007 at 5:06 pm
@ Stranger: That’s equivalent to giving up on yourself.
@ Shreyasi: Easier said than done. Even knowing what mistakes we make, doesn’t seem to stop us for repeating them. We are such suckers for habit, especially bad ones.
@ Pravin: What’s ‘macerate’?
@ ABC: I try. That’s the only thing to do, isn’t it?
@ Hyde: That’s a difference in belief (from mine) that can neither be proved nor disproved.
Shreyasi
says:
March 26th, 2007 at 10:16 am
well, I believe (as you had written in an earlier post) we are brought over and over again to the crossroads of the same mistake till we learn. This process, however, is always akin to bloodbath.
Blue Athena
says:
March 26th, 2007 at 10:54 pm
Ah! The agony of knowing that all you hate in your life is one’s own doing. But, I would rather not regret too much. All that I did or didn’t do makes me what I am today. And, to be honest, I’d rather be who I am today.