i heard this term first time in my first day of law school : deconstruction : with Calvin and Hobbes as the background ;) i did not know a thing but loved calving and Hobbes too much to accept that i did nt know a word! and honestly i have deconstructed ever since, every idea, every thought and every book i have read. and i still enjoy that word : deconstruction!
and problem starts when we start deconstructing ourselves : our moves: our lives : our intentions , our Goodwill's out thoughts everything .. and what do we get in the end : one ball of fur : that can be hidden within the palms of my hands! and yes : i keep deconstructing and i keep thinking : and then comes the point : when we stand at the cross road and then decide whether to grow up or not! and answer has always been a big naaaaaaaaaaa. and will always be a big naaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
i have got everything and yet ill sit in the room and get confined to myself. with every liberty in my hand i would not dare to jump off to amazon... with every wish to be fulfilled , it will still be restricted to thoughts ! whats the point . if i am supposed to re-live every day with an imaginary world that i would never enter : its like the woman who always wanted to live in the country side but never had the guts to jump off the city building .. she just stayed behind and yearned for it everyday .
so where was i ? yes, deconstructing . and well i started doing it woody allen : but he had sex and other fallacies for him to take care and my deconstruction looked really boring and pale in front of him . but i knew about human relationships. i knew about human weakness !and i too had a deconstructing story for everyone to hear .
if you keep going back to your childhood one tends to get tired, cmon, it was one of the best days of my life and i keep looking back . deconstruction does not seem to move from there. it stops and lingers and plays a violin to give me a smile on my face. and i do smile . cos i love smiling . and then i just elope to my wonderland and keep thinking why will i like to deconstruct , its not like i am going to learn anything from that , going to change anything from that . not being stubborn . just stating it : was too much in live with my life : to accept any of my myths as reality.
so where does it leave me : deconstructing : de-construct : de: con: struct : de: co : n : str:uct ... and goes on ! thats life ;)
and again i was plagued by the word : deconstructing : and this time it was a movie : deconstructing harry and woody allen as the background : and was too naive to accept that i knew what it meant!
and problem starts when we start deconstructing ourselves : our moves: our lives : our intentions , our Goodwill's out thoughts everything .. and what do we get in the end : one ball of fur : that can be hidden within the palms of my hands! and yes : i keep deconstructing and i keep thinking : and then comes the point : when we stand at the cross road and then decide whether to grow up or not! and answer has always been a big naaaaaaaaaaa. and will always be a big naaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
i have got everything and yet ill sit in the room and get confined to myself. with every liberty in my hand i would not dare to jump off to amazon... with every wish to be fulfilled , it will still be restricted to thoughts ! whats the point . if i am supposed to re-live every day with an imaginary world that i would never enter : its like the woman who always wanted to live in the country side but never had the guts to jump off the city building .. she just stayed behind and yearned for it everyday .
so where was i ? yes, deconstructing . and well i started doing it woody allen : but he had sex and other fallacies for him to take care and my deconstruction looked really boring and pale in front of him . but i knew about human relationships. i knew about human weakness !and i too had a deconstructing story for everyone to hear .
if you keep going back to your childhood one tends to get tired, cmon, it was one of the best days of my life and i keep looking back . deconstruction does not seem to move from there. it stops and lingers and plays a violin to give me a smile on my face. and i do smile . cos i love smiling . and then i just elope to my wonderland and keep thinking why will i like to deconstruct , its not like i am going to learn anything from that , going to change anything from that . not being stubborn . just stating it : was too much in live with my life : to accept any of my myths as reality.
so where does it leave me : deconstructing : de-construct : de: con: struct : de: co : n : str:uct ... and goes on ! thats life ;)
and again i was plagued by the word : deconstructing : and this time it was a movie : deconstructing harry and woody allen as the background : and was too naive to accept that i knew what it meant!
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