SS: Dear Diary... Part 14 Upd 11/30 Pg 66 - Page 53

Roland Barthes- Lover's Discourse: Fragments

je t'aime/I-love-you

The figure refers not to the declaration of love, to the avowal. But to the repeated utterance of the love cry... Once the first avowal has been made, "I love you" has no meaning whatever; it merely repeats in an enigmatic mode...so blank does it appear...the old message... The situations in which I say I-love-you cannot be classified: I-love-you is irrepressible and unforeseeable... I-love-you belongs neither to the realm of linguistics nor in that of semiology...in the proferring of I-love-you, desire is neither repressed (as in what is uttered) nor recognized (where we did not expect it: as in the uttering itself), but simply: released... This formula responds to no ritual; the situations in which I say I-love-you cannot be classified.

Meaning: Courtesy "http://pasaudela.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-love-you.html"

After the initial avowal, "I love you" is meaningless. Or rather, it demands and refuses to wait for a certain response, immediate and yet sincere. But what is the nature of this response? A necessary affirmation, each repetition carrying within itself the promise of a double "yes,yes." But also the inadequacy of "I love you too," said with a gentle smile, sometimes almost apologetically, as if the second repetition was never performing quite the same ammount or quality of work, so much as acknowledging a risk, a void the pretense of co-signature.

I must be really out of my game, for it took me a while to wrap my head around these two paragraphs. I thought I should share it with you all. Well, it's Barthes' perspective to think the sentence as all encompassing and nothing at all, after the moment of utterance, but I leave it to you to make up your own discourse of it, of what you do expect and don't after you avow to your amorous object (😆 partner)...And would some of you go to the extent of expressing it at all? when - again - according to Barthes'

Love is "that region of hysteria where language is both too much and too little, excessive (by the limitless expansion of the ego, by emotive submersion) and impoverished (by the codes on which love diminishes and levels it)"

Originally posted by: 6thElement

Roland Barthes- Lover's Discourse: Fragments

je t'aime/I-love-you

The figure refers not to the declaration of love, to the avowal. But to the repeated utterance of the love cry... Once the first avowal has been made, "I love you" has no meaning whatever; it merely repeats in an enigmatic mode...so blank does it appear...the old message... The situations in which I say I-love-you cannot be classified: I-love-you is irrepressible and unforeseeable... I-love-you belongs neither to the realm of linguistics nor in that of semiology...in the proferring of I-love-you, desire is neither repressed (as in what is uttered) nor recognized (where we did not expect it: as in the uttering itself), but simply: released... This formula responds to no ritual; the situations in which I say I-love-you cannot be classified.

Meaning: Courtesy "http://pasaudela.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-love-you.html"

After the initial avowal, "I love you" is meaningless. Or rather, it demands and refuses to wait for a certain response, immediate and yet sincere. But what is the nature of this response? A necessary affirmation, each repetition carrying within itself the promise of a double "yes,yes." But also the inadequacy of "I love you too," said with a gentle smile, sometimes almost apologetically, as if the second repetition was never performing quite the same ammount or quality of work, so much as acknowledging a risk, a void the pretense of co-signature.

I must be really out of my game, for it took me a while to wrap my head around these two paragraphs. I thought I should share it with you all. Well, it's Barthes' perspective to think the sentence as all encompassing and nothing at all, after the moment of utterance, but I leave it to you to make up your own discourse of it, of what you do expect and don't after you avow to your amorous object (😆 partner)...And would some of you go to the extent of expressing it at all? when - again - according to Barthes'

Love is "that region of hysteria where language is both too much and too little, excessive (by the limitless expansion of the ego, by emotive submersion) and impoverished (by the codes on which love diminishes and levels it)"

This is gotta be weird...real real weird but then reading this one my mind has started running in an altogether different direction doh!

What does it mean or what emotions does the person whose uttering those three letter word that comprises of eight alphabets I love you..go through when telling the concerned person that...I love you...ain' t it strange we discuss theories and all but seldom we take into account the person's mind frame esp when you dunno what the outcome might be will it be, "I love you too", "I've waited for you since ages", "Yes, I love you too" or simple "errmm...You caught me off guard..I need some time to get to terms with" or simple "Sorry I just like you as a friend"

What exactly happens in the heart and mind at that moment and can that moment really really define what your love towards that individual truly means...or its just a condition of mind like most of us say ??

HI, I know I am commenting very less now a days , but I am not fully guilty for that . Whenever you write something , anything, I will start searching for words, and I think I have used all the words from my pocket dictionary(hi hi) on this thread.And I start writing then think urm, umm, I have written this before and keep quiet.

awesome parts! and beautiful ending

Ok...For all those IPPKND fans...

SS: Cirque du Soleil

Hush! If you are like me, just imagine Maan and Geet there...😆

This doesn't mean there will no more Maaneet. It takes time to write something for them. Trust me the ones that appeal to me more are always in reserve for M&G and you can have no doubt there. Geet forum will die soon...so keep it alive folks!

Originally posted by: 6thElement

Ok...For all those IPPKND fans...

SS: Cirque du Soleil

Hush! If you are like me, just imagine Maan and Geet there...😆

This doesn't mean there will no more Maaneet. It takes time to write something for them. Trust me the ones that appeal to me more are always in reserve for M&G and you can have no doubt there. Geet forum will die soon...so keep it alive folks!

Originally posted by: 6thElement

Ok...For all those IPPKND fans...

SS: Cirque du Soleil

Hush! If you are like me, just imagine Maan and Geet there...😆

This doesn't mean there will no more Maaneet. It takes time to write something for them. Trust me the ones that appeal to me more are always in reserve for M&G and you can have no doubt there. Geet forum will die soon...so keep it alive folks!

What you girls should know is that, I don't watch IPPNKD as much. I don't know much of the back story involving the two.

No she won't make jalebi's here...Nor is he going to keep jerking forward in a fit throwing unfinished "What...the..." around.

I went to a Cirque du Soleil show recently and I have been wanting to write something on the circus life. I don't know much, but with little research what I have come to know is that these folks spend their entire life as if they are stuck in a routine - practicing their arts, imprisoned in the rules of their clan...And sometimes the sacrifices are innumerable.

You girls should also know, I don't make reference to the name as much, so it must be much more easier to imagine M&G there. Also it's a very simple love story in the end. Given the resistance, it will be interesting to see if I can have you break out of your bias for the 'characters' in the story (not the couple in the soap...Hell! no)

Thanks for your support Girls!
Hasini

Most of our prejudices for works that contain someone other than Maan-Geet are really silly when you come to think of it. But then this is what it is-Fan Fiction, where you start off entranced with the characters and the way they have been portrayed in a show, and while people like you give wings to our imaginations involving them.. the basic essence of theirs, is what feeds our obsession.