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purethought

@purethought

Dazzler

Posted: 13 years ago

#31

Originally posted by: Axiom123

Awww... thanks Janhvi 😃 I'll be from the boy's and girl's side 🤣

I'm already one step ahead of you on that 🤣 I heard an awesome song last night and I just pictured Arjun singing this to your ladli beti on their wedding day -

Aankhon mein band kar loon

Saanson mein sama jaaoon

Kahin kho na jaana mujhse

Kahin kho na jaana mujhse

Palkon jo jab uthaoon

What do you think? 😉

Good choice Laurie

Here is a song I am dedicating to our dear ARVI😳

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZHQcnGEsOyY

This is one of my favorite songs for our dear Arjun-Purvi

Mein teri ankhon mein rahta hoon

tujhe pata na chale

'Sajni' by Jal

Edited by purethought - 13 years ago

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soapwatcher1

@soapwatcher1

Rocker

Posted: 13 years ago

#32

Originally posted by: Axiom123

Awww... thanks Janhvi 😃 I'll be from the boy's and girl's side 🤣

I'm already one step ahead of you on that 🤣 I heard an awesome song last night and I just pictured Arjun singing this to your ladli beti on their wedding day -

Aankhon mein band kar loon

Saanson mein sama jaaoon

Kahin kho na jaana mujhse

Kahin kho na jaana mujhse

Palkon jo jab uthaoon

What do you think? 😉

Beautiful, Laurie, perfect!!👏

The way the story is going, the boy will need all the help he can get or my ladli will be quoting

Byron "If I should meet thee after long years, how should I greet thee? With silence and tears!"

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sashashyam

@sashashyam

Sparkler

+ 3

Posted: 13 years ago

#33

Janhvi,

You never fail me - there is no one like you for capping a quotation so neatly.

Laurie, your little gem too is duly appreciated

Shyamala

Originally posted by: soapwatcher1

Beautiful, Laurie, perfect!!👏

The way the story is going, the boy will need all the help he can get or my ladli will be quoting

Byron "If I should meet thee after long years, how should I greet thee? With silence and tears!"

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soapwatcher1

@soapwatcher1

Rocker

Posted: 13 years ago

#34

Dear Shyamala, thank you for that 😊 Nothing like the romantic poets for neatly summing up how one feels!

On second thought, the entire poem may be apt to the ARVI relationship as it now stands. The poem could very well have been written with Purvi in mind. It is called "When we two parted" 😉

Edited by soapwatcher1 - 13 years ago

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boredomom

@boredomom

Beginner

Posted: 13 years ago

#35

Yea ek dooje ke liye bani jodi...good for nothing just trying to mess up other people's life !!!!

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sashashyam

@sashashyam

Sparkler

+ 3

Posted: 13 years ago

#36

Dear Janhvi,

Now that I come to think of it, and I am reproducing the whole poem below to refresh both our memories, it would work the way you want it to only if it is Purvi referring to Arjun. I suppose that is what you meant, right? It is a perfect fit, especially the highlighted stanzas.

When we two parted
In silence and tears,
Half broken-hearted
To sever for years,
Pale grew thy cheek and cold,
Colder thy kiss;
Truly that hour foretold
Sorrow to this.

The dew of the morning
Sunk chill on my brow--
It felt like the warning
Of what I feel now.
Thy vows are all broken,
And light is thy fame;
I hear thy name spoken,
And share in its shame.

They name thee before me,
A knell to mine ear;
A shudder comes o'er me--
Why wert thou so dear?
They know not I knew thee,
Who knew thee so well--
Long, long I shall rue thee,
Too deeply to tell.

In secret we met—
In silence I grieve,
That thy heart could forget,
Thy spirit deceive
If I should meet thee
After long years,
How should I greet thee?--
With silence and tears.

It is very bitter, isn't it? So much heartache, so much suppressed rage. It brings out one key factor in all love stories gone wrong, it is being deceived in love that is far harder to bear, far harder to forget, than loss in love, thru death or even otherwise. That is why I can never understand the logic of getting-my-beloved-to-hate-me-so-he/she-can-be-set-free kind of stunts, like the latest one pulled by Archana. It literally destroys the other person and corrodes his/her spirit. Nothing can justify that, nothing at all.

To return to Lord Byron, who is supposed to be declaiming these verses to some faithless lady love, who do you think the poem was addressed to ? Lady Caroline Lamb ? Or his half-sister Augusta (?). It is difficult to think of a certified narcissist like Lord Bryon being deceived in love; it was invariably the opposite, except perhaps for that Countess in Italy who had the good sense to die gracefully of consumption, a la Camille, before he could leave her. That might have kept him in love with her all the rest of his short life.

Whoever it is, I do not think PR deserves such lyrical despair, it is just too down market for such eloquence, so deceptively simple and yet so heart-rending. So let us just enjoy it for ourselves, shall we?

Shyamala

Originally posted by: soapwatcher1
Dear Shyamala, thank you for that 😊 Nothing like the romantic poets for neatly summing up how one feels!

On second thought, the entire poem may be apt to the ARVI relationship as it now stands. The poem could very well have been written with Purvi in mind. It is called "When we two parted" 😉

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soapwatcher1

@soapwatcher1

Rocker

Posted: 13 years ago

#37

Originally posted by: sashashyam
Dear Janhvi,

Now that I come to think of it, and I am reproducing the whole poem below to refresh both our memories, it would work the way you want it to only if it is Purvi referring to Arjun. I suppose that is what you meant, right? It is a perfect fit, especially the highlighted stanzas.

When we two parted
In silence and tears,
Half broken-hearted
To sever for years,
Pale grew thy cheek and cold,
Colder thy kiss;
Truly that hour foretold
Sorrow to this.

The dew of the morning
Sunk chill on my brow--
It felt like the warning
Of what I feel now.
Thy vows are all broken,
And light is thy fame;
I hear thy name spoken,
And share in its shame.

They name thee before me,
A knell to mine ear;
A shudder comes o'er me--
Why wert thou so dear?
They know not I knew thee,
Who knew thee so well--
Long, long I shall rue thee,
Too deeply to tell.

In secret we met'
In silence I grieve,
That thy heart could forget,
Thy spirit deceive
If I should meet thee
After long years,
How should I greet thee?--
With silence and tears.

It is very bitter, isn't it? So much heartache, so much suppressed rage. It brings out one key factor in all love stories gone wrong, it is being deceived in love that is far harder to bear, far harder to forget, than loss in love, thru death or even otherwise. That is why I can never understand the logic of getting-my-beloved-to-hate-me-so-he/she-can-be-set-free kind of stunts, like the latest one pulled by Archana. It literally destroys the other person and corrodes his/her spirit. Nothing can justify that, nothing at all.

To return to Lord Byron, who is supposed to be declaiming these verses to some faithless lady love, who do you think the poem was addressed to ? Lady Caroline Lamb ? Or his half-sister Augusta (?). It is difficult to think of a certified narcissist like Lord Bryon being deceived in love; it was invariably the opposite, except perhaps for that Countess in Italy who had the good sense to die gracefully of consumption, a la Camille, before he could leave her. That might have kept him in love with her all the rest of his short life.

Whoever it is, I do not think PR deserves such lyrical despair, it is just too down market for such eloquence, so deceptively simple and yet so heart-rending. So let us just enjoy it for ourselves, shall we?

Shyamala

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Dear Shyamala, I had quoted the entire poem at first but later deleted it as the edit shows as I too felt that Byron was too intense and real for fickle lovers on the idiot box. Yes, I did intend for Purvi to think it in regards to Arjun. I liked the part highlighted in blue since their love has remained illicit in a sense, thus far.

I imagine lily-livered Arjun muttering an excuse to Purvi on the day of his marriage to Ovi (if the worst transpires),"I have great hopes that we shall love each other all our lives as much as if we had never married at all" (Byron again).

Arjun has fallen off his high pedestal with a mighty thump, alas! "Love will find a way through paths where wolves fear to prey." (I am in love with Byron today😉). Disclosing the truth at the engagement would have been a walk in the park for Arjun, now he will have to wade through deep dark jungles (Savita, Manav, ever persistent limpet) to reclaim his love and I am fast losing hope in our hero! 😭

Coming back to Byron's poem, it was supposedly addressed to a married woman by the name of Lady Francis Webster and the last stanza which was never published went like this :

Then --- fare thee well --- Fanny ---
Now doubly undone ---
To prove false unto many ---
As faithless to One ---
Thou art past all recalling
Even would I recall ---
For the woman once falling
Forever must fall. '

Ah, the throes of unrequited love must be painfully bitter, indeed!

PS: My fonts are acting up for some odd reason😕

Edited by soapwatcher1 - 13 years ago

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sashashyam

@sashashyam

Sparkler

+ 3

Posted: 13 years ago

#38

Dear Janhvi,

Thanks for the info about the lady of this very dark sonnet. Loved the other bytes from Byron. He was not only smoulderingly romantic in his muse, but also what many of his rivals must have aspired to fruitlessly, a very handsome and smoulderingly romantic looking young man.

I was intrigued but not surprised by the male chauvinism, bordering on misogyny, in the last stanza.

Thou art past all recalling,
Even would I recall...
For the woman once falling
Forever must fall.

This is really the limit, seeing the hosts of women, married or not, to whom Byron was serially unfaithful. It is true that they threw themselves at him as a rule, but to expect of this Lady Frances or any other of his loves the kind of fidelity he never offered any woman reeks of a graceless sense of entitlement that grates on one's nerves. But then, that is a man all over, and this must have been even more true in 19th century Regency England than it is today.

Anyway, it was good to forget Arjun, Purvi and the limpet for some time at least, and be like the person of whom some poet said:

For he on honey dew hath fed,
And drunk the milk of paradise.

Shyamala

Originally posted by: soapwatcher1

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Dear Shyamala, I had quoted the entire poem at first but later deleted it as the edit shows as I too felt that Byron was too intense and real for fickle lovers on the idiot box. Yes, I did intend for Purvi to think it in regards to Arjun. I liked the part highlighted in blue since their love has remained illicit in a sense, thus far.

I imagine lily-livered Arjun muttering an excuse to Purvi on the day of his marriage to Ovi (if the worst transpires),"I have great hopes that we shall love each other all our lives as much as if we had never married at all" (Byron again).

Arjun has fallen off his high pedestal with a mighty thump, alas! "Love will find a way through paths where wolves fear to prey." (I am in love with Byron today😉). Disclosing the truth at the engagement would have been a walk in the park for Arjun, now he will have to wade through deep dark jungles (Savita, Manav, ever persistent limpet) to reclaim his love and I am fast losing hope in our hero! 😭

Coming back to Byron's poem, it was supposedly addressed to a married woman by the name of Lady Francis Webster and the last stanza which was never published went like this :
Then --- fare thee well --- Fanny ---
Now doubly undone ---
To prove false unto many ---
As faithless to One ---
Thou art past all recalling
Even would I recall ---
For the woman once falling
Forever must fall. '
Ah, the throes of unrequited love must be painfully bitter, indeed!
PS: My fonts are acting up for some odd reason😕

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soapwatcher1

@soapwatcher1

Rocker

Posted: 13 years ago

#39

Shyamala, Byron was a male chauvinist to the core, perhaps he loved this Fanny and was not ready to abandon her YET and she cast him aside first? Smacks of lost love and a piqued heart! 😆 The last stanza was sent to his cousin and was meant for "private eyes". His ode to autumn is one of my all time favorites, though Keats tops my list of romantics, not yet 24 (slightly older than our Arjun) but what an entrancing, tripping way with words!!

Did you catch the SBS segment today? Hope renews afresh!!! 😊

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sashashyam

@sashashyam

Sparkler

+ 3

Posted: 13 years ago

#40

Dear Janhvi,

If she gave him his marching orders first, good for her! I am glad, however, that he had he decency to keep the last, openly accusatory stanza to himself and just a few others.

I too love Keats - I began with his Ode to a Grecian Urn at school, which was then rather tough going, but then he grew on me and I have never fallen out of love with him. That he dies so appallingly young also perhaps has something to do with the mystique, of something so beautiful that was lost to the world so very soon.

Was there anything special in the SBS? I am afraid I never can get the SBS segments; I do not know how to access them. I did not watch the episode either; my favourite IPL team, the Chennaki Super Kings, were pasting the Delhi Daredevils and I did not want to lose any of the action for the dubious pleasure of watching Savita packing. During one of the ad breaks, I did catch a glimpse of Teju, Ovi, Archana and Manav driving off, apparently the first 3 were going to Goa. So Arjun is going to get a break from the limpet. When they get back, I dare say Savita will waiting for them at the doorstep!

Shyamala

Originally posted by: soapwatcher1
Shyamala, Byron was a male chauvinist to the core, perhaps he loved this Fanny and was not ready to abandon her YET and she cast him aside first? Smacks of lost love and a piqued heart! 😆 The last stanza was sent to his cousin and was meant for "private eyes". His ode to autumn is one of my all time favorites, though Keats tops my list of romantics, not yet 24 (slightly older than our Arjun) but what an entrancing, tripping way with words!!

Did you catch the SBS segment today? Hope renews afresh!!! 😊