Tuesday, July 26, 2005

A kaleidoscope of raging colours....vibrant morbid hues.....my mind is not a blank....but it's so full of anger....the only thing I would wish to do right now is to take a beautifully crafted work of art and smash it.....anger is destructive but what I'm feeling at this moment is the need to destroy beauty.........destroy creation.......destroy life.......

6 Comments:

Blogger Sayan Chakraborti said...

vibrant morbid hues??? What would those be?

1:11 AM  
Blogger DD said...

like mr. bean's destruction of the whistler painting.

11:13 AM  
Blogger babelfish said...

Sayan, if I wanted to be melodramatic (which is how I was feeling last night!) I'd say the colour of blood on my hands...but honestly, have you stared at an ant-hill? A cornucopia of life which can in a moment turn into a seething mass of death disseminating creatures...that's what I meant by vibrant, morbid hues...if you've read Hundred Years of Solitude, think of the end...

11:10 PM  
Blogger Sayan Chakraborti said...

I was thinking of a beehive... Anyway, great comparison with the ants! When I read the book I tried to visualise every scentence. So, the last few pages are still fresh in my mind, as if its a movie I saw yesterday.

12:54 AM  
Blogger Sayan Chakraborti said...

A horror movie, maybe!

12:56 AM  
Blogger Sayan Chakraborti said...

In my opinion, your comparison with the ants is much more melodramatic than a pair of Lady-Macbeth-like hands. I would be sure to read your blog regularly. Great work!

1:00 AM  

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