Polishing the Pedestal

6 Oct

We eulogize love too much. Snip it, paint it in sunshine colors, frame it and hang it on our walls, because all the world loves LoveArt. But of all the things in the world that can go horribly wrong, Love must rank # 1. Nothing I have known has been more imperfect, more fallible, more dysfunctional than the Love construct. And more often than not, it’s because it comes pre-attached to some relationships, like a default setting with an inbuilt virus, a syrupy cross to bear, never mind that the multiple sticky leaks drive us to insanity and keep us there.

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16 Responses to “Polishing the Pedestal”

  1. M4 October 6, 2008 at 1:02 am #

    Hear, hear! Truer and more prosaic words were never written!

  2. rajni October 6, 2008 at 11:31 am #

    πŸ™‚

  3. Pallavi October 6, 2008 at 11:41 am #

    OMG! This is sooooooo brutally honest, and beautiful at the same time!

  4. D October 6, 2008 at 2:02 pm #

    And we mistake that isanity for love itself!

  5. Orange Jammies October 7, 2008 at 1:31 am #

    M4: OJ takes a bow

    Rajni: Work still very hectic?

    Pallavi: You live, you learn. πŸ˜‰

    D: Sometimes, I suppose. Although at others, it’s painfully clear that it is raw madness and nothing else.

  6. Aunty G October 7, 2008 at 9:51 pm #

    “Love is a many-splendoured thing”
    Was a favorite song we used to sing
    But when insanity does fall
    It’s nice to recall
    Another oldie:”Puppet on a String”!!!

  7. Orange Jammies October 8, 2008 at 1:15 pm #

    Aunty G: lol! You’re fabulous! πŸ˜€ My parents played those songs on repeat mode (which, at the time, meant using a finger and jabbing ‘Play’ again) and I remember jerkily moving to “Puppet on a String” whenever it played, thinking I looked like a wooden puppet, but actually just looking mentally challenged. πŸ˜‰

  8. the mad momma October 8, 2008 at 8:31 pm #

    yeah isnt Aunty G just amazing?! i love her comments.

  9. Orange Jammies October 9, 2008 at 12:07 am #

    MM: She is, she is! You hear that, Aunty G?? You’re the best! πŸ˜€

  10. Aunty G October 9, 2008 at 12:43 am #

    Ye kinde Ladies, am taking a deep bow
    Always glad to soothe a frowning brow
    Limericks enable me
    To be kinda pithy
    And they’re great fun to squiggle out any-which-how!

  11. Orange Jammies October 10, 2008 at 3:21 pm #

    Aunty G: There she goes again,
    Our limerick-loving Mother Hen,
    When we haven’t a clue,
    She pops up with something new,
    ‘How’ is something beyond my ken!

  12. Aunty G October 10, 2008 at 8:57 pm #

    Aww OJ, you’re not bad yourself
    Despite the very self-effacing pelf
    How i love You
    And am grateful too
    For bringing me into this blogworld — feel like an elf!

  13. Suzy October 11, 2008 at 8:42 pm #

    Ah, but it’s the cherry on our cupcake of life, right?

  14. Suzy October 11, 2008 at 8:43 pm #

    *waves and blows a kiss to the celebrated ‘Aunty G’ up there* πŸ™‚

  15. Aunty G October 11, 2008 at 10:18 pm #

    Another bow due, i suppose
    Let me also, a toast propose
    To cherries on cakes
    And love at high stakes
    Then Life becomes the pink of a rose!

  16. Orange Jammies October 12, 2008 at 10:35 am #

    Aunty G: Aunty G, I love you too,
    And I can say it till I’m blue,
    We could both gush
    and drown in our mush
    And baby-like, also gurgle and coo!

    Suzy: Oh I always knock the cherry off. πŸ˜‰ Unless it’s seedless and glazed. And then it tastes so artificial, you know you’ve been had.

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