a little romance...
yes i am writing about romance.
i, for the simple reason that i m me, would not like to believe in the idea of romance, but of lately thanks to my reading, have realised that romance after all might not be as weird as i think it will be. however the romance i am talking about is not only the lovey dovey stuff between 2 people madly in love or something of that sort, but my idea of romance is a much wider expression of the feelings, which are the result of pure, simple and uncomplicated happiness felt by a person for any particular thing or person or place or watever it is that makes him happy...
for me romance is the description of the beauty of a place, in structures created by man or wonders of nature, told in a manner that makes you fall in love with the place, despite of the fact that the actual experience of that place is yet to be had. but somehow the written word for it creates an image in the mind, which gives a happiness, that is no less than romance.
ok so all this dint occur to me while just sitting and staring at a wall, i read "of human bondage", by W. Somerset Maugham. it is generally described as a tragic and unhappy story, but somehow i felt that it had caught the element of romance which is not seen so frequently. the romantic description of Paris and its society and its art and architecture and everything made me fall in love with the place. i only hope that Philip would have gone to Spain as well.
the protagonist was a hopeless lover (and i rarely feel bad about self inflicted unhappiness), however somehow the description of his helplessness made me feel sorry for him. and i could feel the need of romance that Philip so often felt and thankfully which he gets in the end.
but the high point of the book was the description of the people and their lives, their ambitions or the lack of it and how meaningless life could be and how meaningful you can actually make it.
i guess it was one lucky day when i decided to read this book, which opened me to the beautiful world of romance which otherwise i would have ignored.
i, for the simple reason that i m me, would not like to believe in the idea of romance, but of lately thanks to my reading, have realised that romance after all might not be as weird as i think it will be. however the romance i am talking about is not only the lovey dovey stuff between 2 people madly in love or something of that sort, but my idea of romance is a much wider expression of the feelings, which are the result of pure, simple and uncomplicated happiness felt by a person for any particular thing or person or place or watever it is that makes him happy...
for me romance is the description of the beauty of a place, in structures created by man or wonders of nature, told in a manner that makes you fall in love with the place, despite of the fact that the actual experience of that place is yet to be had. but somehow the written word for it creates an image in the mind, which gives a happiness, that is no less than romance.
ok so all this dint occur to me while just sitting and staring at a wall, i read "of human bondage", by W. Somerset Maugham. it is generally described as a tragic and unhappy story, but somehow i felt that it had caught the element of romance which is not seen so frequently. the romantic description of Paris and its society and its art and architecture and everything made me fall in love with the place. i only hope that Philip would have gone to Spain as well.
the protagonist was a hopeless lover (and i rarely feel bad about self inflicted unhappiness), however somehow the description of his helplessness made me feel sorry for him. and i could feel the need of romance that Philip so often felt and thankfully which he gets in the end.
but the high point of the book was the description of the people and their lives, their ambitions or the lack of it and how meaningless life could be and how meaningful you can actually make it.
i guess it was one lucky day when i decided to read this book, which opened me to the beautiful world of romance which otherwise i would have ignored.
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