The Shrills and thrills of love with the chills and fills of its tribulations sometimes beats the logical reasoning of the analog brain and the digital understanding of the modern youth about the phenomenon of love.I find this thing called Love which is a universally cherished activity,sometimes so sweet and sometimes hurting so much that it leaves hearts bleeding with regrets and hatred,buoyed by annoyance and embarrassment,punctuated by frustrations and inner conflicts and filled with contempts and lowness among other complementarities.I just wonder why this thing called love should be existing in the first place.
While I take a mirror reflection of Love to be like a game of football which thrills and soothes, I must admit that sometimes it annoys when your favourite player is not clicking or if your expectation of the game in general is not forthcoming or there is a mixed-up in the field.This is followed by shaking and shrieking of the expectations.That is the time you would wish that those substitute players on the bench or touched line are given a chance to play a second fiddle just in case one of the first eleven players gets exhausted or gets injured or is yellow-carded.
Whenever such an opportunity avails itself,the substituted player tries to give his best sometimes exuding unnatural strength and stamina just to show that he or she was the best alternative.He goes to the extent of outwitting and over showing the spectators or convincing the captain and the coach his already doubted prowess and skills.Just like a coach and funs and other spectators get irritated so fast over trivialities and simple silly mistakes,which are sometimes not well understood,this is the fanaticism associated with the game and sometimes the outcomes become disastrous or tragic.The situation is usually made worse when there is a high value attached to the game.
Whenever we engage in a game,there is the simple reason for enjoyment.Other reasons surface from the periphery.As you sample out this wall post by one of my networks reflect on what Deutronomy 29:29 would say:
While I take a mirror reflection of Love to be like a game of football which thrills and soothes, I must admit that sometimes it annoys when your favourite player is not clicking or if your expectation of the game in general is not forthcoming or there is a mixed-up in the field.This is followed by shaking and shrieking of the expectations.That is the time you would wish that those substitute players on the bench or touched line are given a chance to play a second fiddle just in case one of the first eleven players gets exhausted or gets injured or is yellow-carded.
Whenever such an opportunity avails itself,the substituted player tries to give his best sometimes exuding unnatural strength and stamina just to show that he or she was the best alternative.He goes to the extent of outwitting and over showing the spectators or convincing the captain and the coach his already doubted prowess and skills.Just like a coach and funs and other spectators get irritated so fast over trivialities and simple silly mistakes,which are sometimes not well understood,this is the fanaticism associated with the game and sometimes the outcomes become disastrous or tragic.The situation is usually made worse when there is a high value attached to the game.
Whenever we engage in a game,there is the simple reason for enjoyment.Other reasons surface from the periphery.As you sample out this wall post by one of my networks reflect on what Deutronomy 29:29 would say:
Life is short and we need to enjoy it to the fullest,this depends on what we do with it and people around us.Find friends who can help you grow and once you realize you have friends who do not add value to your life drop them like a hot potatoThis was soon followed by two reactionary comments from two facebook friends Out of good gesture and without any malice they commented not knowing what the repercussions would be.The first facebook friend said "Talking" The second one said "Which kind of value.There'r many cn u come clear n specify 4 us.The third friend retorted by flagging but not specifying to which post as "Very Interesting" The next morning the following message was posted and the proud wall owner ducked into silence or can I call holding a secret weapon A hide-and -seek game to drop the bombshell in the name of freedom and responsibility.What followed next is history which led to a bleeding of a wound for saying "Very Interesting" This was quite unfair.
By all rooks and crooks this was the Desire of The Heart of the writer and the perception of the role of friendship in life.One is entitled to a free thought and free interaction as has been put and no one is challenging or questioning this.I am only thinking aloud about why these tribulations of love,more or so when one is to be a substitute in the affairs of the heart.These are just but the tribulation of being a substitute lover.You are easily substituted at the convenience of the other.This is on the strength of the perception of the gains and benefits that would accrue from the relationship.Just like in the game of football,it is all to facilitate a win and when a player loses value.He is dumped or sold off and a substitute is engaged.
Being denied a chance to say or defend oneself or explain ones reactions and behaviour often leads to getting substitute outlet for expression of thought and this perhaps include composing a song,writing a newspaper article,blogging or even writing a poem or a verse on the same.Before you become critical on expression of interest on the tribulations of love,sometimes it calls for an understanding and a second thought and appreciation of the media used for pouring out the tribulations.
Where as this blog is purely for social interaction and passing knowledge for humanity,There is the risk and threat of censure or being flagged as a spam from the digital mind(s) because of the role being played by the blog.If one could be offended by this post,please just ignore and wait to see what would happen next.
A Benjamin Disraeli once retorted that:
Being denied a chance to say or defend oneself or explain ones reactions and behaviour often leads to getting substitute outlet for expression of thought and this perhaps include composing a song,writing a newspaper article,blogging or even writing a poem or a verse on the same.Before you become critical on expression of interest on the tribulations of love,sometimes it calls for an understanding and a second thought and appreciation of the media used for pouring out the tribulations.
Where as this blog is purely for social interaction and passing knowledge for humanity,There is the risk and threat of censure or being flagged as a spam from the digital mind(s) because of the role being played by the blog.If one could be offended by this post,please just ignore and wait to see what would happen next.
A Benjamin Disraeli once retorted that:
"We are all born for love.It is the principle of existence,and its only end"-Benjamin DisraeliHe would have otherwise used his analog line of thinking to come up with this which might not be appreciated by majority visitors or pageviewers but I have to appreciate the strength of his wisdom and say friendship is not about benefits accrued but a give-and-take activity characterised by appreciation coming from its gainful nature.If this is lacking,frustrations and tribulations sets in.It is herein that debate begins.What is your take?
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