hunger’s many faces..

it’s like you know what it’s like to be hungry only because you know what it’s like to have food in your belly….

you know how sadness feels like because you know happiness…or apathy because you knew too much sympathy….or perfection because you knew too much of imperfection…

i didn’t think much or care much about love…

love..? hmm..i don’t know…hmm..yeah…don’t know if i’ll ever be in it…if i AM in it….i got a thing for some dude…that dude, this dude….all for significant periods of time…and i get committed, like it’s a sea-saw i’m riding…and all that ladeedaa naivity….

but love…hell no…there’s no way i would utter that word with regards to any individual..not even my family…well i could say, and i would say…i think i love my family…. i don’t know…love or something like that….

then, like out of nowhere….i felt love….

and then and there i decided…for it to be love…especially between two strangers turned to friends….then it’s got to be mutual…because love cannot stand a long…it’s a supreme ultimate emotion…. and it encompasses the laws of nature and the world…..the tree can’t exist on it’s own…needs the soil, sun, water….and organisms in these things need the tree, the cycle of life to go on….it’s mutual existence…in every form of life….and i think thats a prime component of love…there’s a give and a take…but that’s very coldly put….

there’s another level….call it chemical reactions..firing of nuerons….but it makes us “feel” something….who knows maybe the tree “feels” in love with the soil, and the water is in “love” with the fish…. i don’t know man….could be anything….

but yeah…back to the hunger…till i drank water, i didn’t know how thirsty i was….

till i felt love….till it was given to me and i could return it…i never felt my hunger for it…i didn’t care for it….or think i’d find it, or be found by it….i thought i was a rootless tree….and then i got rooted…rooted….or uprooted…if you would call me a rooted tree….

anyway…it’s just that i think we are hungry in many more ways than just hungry for food, sex, booze and rock and rolll….

we’re hungry for the things that lie in between…for whatever reason…and i think some of us (yes…like meee) don’t know it…till we get it….and then we feel it…)

maybe it’s a very super cheesy way of looking at it….but it feels that way…and you feel what you feel….and that’s that for now…

peace out…

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