Alice : So this is how cloud 9 feels... White Rabbit : Didn't you feel it while racing with me all this while? Alice : Those were all races.... Thus felt like one too! This.....is cloud 9!
HaHa... that's interesting.. As in the womderland the queation arose..."What matters is how far we go..." The adventure of Alice was of no value then as she had been a different person by that time.. I love the wonderland, advetures and the innocence of a little girl, but fear how I started to love and how I love it all today...what matters truly how far we go... I always love to read you as there is intellectual honesty in your writing as Eliot had once written about Blake My best regards
Thanks so much for your thoughtful comments sir... They really mean a lot. As far as how far we go is concerned.. I believe that if it's not a race then one doesn't exhaust... And if one doesn't exhaust then one should go far :)! As for our Alice though... Alice seems to be happy in her wonderland for now... Without a plan.. Without a milestone in mind... Without a race... Without a dream too for that matter! Hope she continues to stay there :)!
Very beautiful lines... Loved the poem sir... Thanks so much for introducing me to the poet.
I only wish and hope the souls still trapped inside the bottle.. Casting their long spells ....dont beckon the genie back one day who's escaped today... into that outer universe...!
Wow! Congratulations Ira. So, so awesome! I must say my heart skipped a beat when I saw the cover photo and your name. Winner! Fabulous. Love the entry too. Enjoy your well deserved laurels. I must confess that that skipped heartbeat housed a tiny tinge of jealousy too...that's what happens when one identifies oneself as a writer. But that lasted just a few seconds. I'm in full celebration mode now. Yay! and here's to many more. xx
I agree, madam...life sees life differently...more so when one allows it to...it competes with a mind of iy own and bears a dream to relax in a soul ...between the battles, it has to look at itself...that's tough..
Haha thanks so very much Arti... You are my inspiration... Only when I read such beautiful writings like those of yours I learn each time to write more and write better :)
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HaHa... that's interesting..
As in the womderland the queation arose..."What matters is how far we go..."
The adventure of Alice was of no value then as she had been a different person by that time..
I love the wonderland, advetures and the innocence of a little girl, but fear how I started to love and how I love it all today...what matters truly how far we go...
I always love to read you as there is intellectual honesty in your writing as Eliot had once written about Blake
My best regards
Thanks so much for your thoughtful comments sir... They really mean a lot. As far as how far we go is concerned.. I believe that if it's not a race then one doesn't exhaust... And if one doesn't exhaust then one should go far :)! As for our Alice though... Alice seems to be happy in her wonderland for now... Without a plan.. Without a milestone in mind... Without a race... Without a dream too for that matter! Hope she continues to stay there :)!
That's so true.... never ever lose that innocence of exploration...regards
Just thought to refer one poem...may love to read
https://paeansunpluggedblog.wordpress.com/2020/07/06/frozen-moment/
Thank you sir.. I too hope so :)
Very beautiful lines... Loved the poem sir... Thanks so much for introducing me to the poet.
I only wish and hope the souls still trapped inside the bottle.. Casting their long spells ....dont beckon the genie back one day who's escaped today... into that outer universe...!
Wow! Congratulations Ira. So, so awesome! I must say my heart skipped a beat when I saw the cover photo and your name. Winner! Fabulous. Love the entry too.
Enjoy your well deserved laurels.
I must confess that that skipped heartbeat housed a tiny tinge of jealousy too...that's what happens when one identifies oneself as a writer. But that lasted just a few seconds.
I'm in full celebration mode now. Yay! and here's to many more. xx
I agree, madam...life sees life differently...more so when one allows it to...it competes with a mind of iy own and bears a dream to relax in a soul ...between the battles, it has to look at itself...that's tough..
Wishing you more laurels Ira
Very true sir... Loved the conversation with you :)
Haha thanks so very much Arti... You are my inspiration... Only when I read such beautiful writings like those of yours I learn each time to write more and write better :)
Thanks so much Rahul Sir
Congratulations, Ira !!
Thanks so much ma'am
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