02.12
Ola Readers and Readeresses!
Back to the blog after more than half a year. This time we are gonna dig into some deep stuff. I’ve got an explanation below the photo, don’t read that yet! I would appreciate if you could leave your analogy (if its the right word) of the post (in the comments section) before reading my explanation. I would like to know what you were thinking, before you could know what I was thinking.
Thanks!! And no, don’t worry, I don’t need medical help, I have friends. I just enjoy writing stuff like this. Post begins now.
Edit: Took off the explanation. Will add it back later.
Edit 2: Added my explanation in the comments section. Comment with your thoughts would be appreciated. And here is a photo of a chick on a skateboard.
They walked for a long time. The air was clean. No matter from where they left, they reached back to exactly where they were. Confusion set in. The clouds blocked out the afternoon heat. It was pleasant. Something moved.
A rabbit made a dash across the road and was out of sight within seconds. They kept walking. He said he would take a her to a place that’s beautiful.
A stream of blood made its way from his hand, down his arm and left his elbow, only to go splat onto mother earth. They walked. No soul in sight. The land was barren. But he walked. Thoughts ran through his mind. Drifting into the past when things of less importance had engulfed his life. Was it supposed to come haunt him now?
Leaves were falling around her. The gentle breeze spread them across the road into a mosaic of orange and brown. She knew there was blood. But she could have been wrong. Sinking with her friend she carried on. The mess he created seemed to be suffering that would now be hers. She tried to look back. Look back at what happened. Look back at the road they were walking. Was this the road to someplace beautiful?
Their walk came to a stop. The sight of blood drops on the road brought them to a halt. Was it true that no matter from where they left, they would reach back to where they were? There were more drops of blood.
She was the same, except for everything. Was she ready to give herself to something dying? This was not how she had intended things to turn out. Sense of time was lost. It was starting to get dark. They had walked for miles with no sign of someplace beautiful.
He could sense her starting to fade. Her grip was getting weak. The cold evening breeze was not helping. She was fading away like a wilting flower. His clothes were drenched in blood. What had he done?
Suddenly they stopped. They had been here before. She could not see clearly, but she had a sense of recognition. A pool of blood started to form around him.
She loosened her grip. It felt like it was time to let go. He turned and looked into her eyes. Was this someplace beautiful?
Explanation: Trying to keep this as deep as possible.
Short-link to this post: http://bit.ly/someplacebeautiful
It starts off with a young man carrying a girl who is bleeding. Her injuries are unknown. This is a analogy for life. Bad things happen. The two are are in search for someplace beautiful. Someplace beautiful can be associated with goals and aspirations we have in life. The guy carrying the bleeding girl just goes to show that life is tough. But they carry on walking, just like how we have to carry on. But they are soo determined to find someplace beautiful that they don’t realize they are actually going around in circles. Just like in life we tend to aim soo much at certain goals that we forget about other stuff that’s around us and thats important.
The pleasant air and clouds blocking the sun are just to show that life is not always that bad. The rabbit making a dash is just to distract the reader. Nothing deep there. :P
The parts where his and her minds start to drift are like those times when we sit back and start to think about stuff that might have happened in the past, stuff thats happening and stuff that could possibly happen in the future. Yet they continue walking, searching for someplace beautiful.
In all this ‘walking’ the girl is getting weak but yet they are oblivious to this. That would be like when we ignore things all because there is too much focus to reaching places of great heights. And in between all this there are just myriad thoughts thats running through their heads.
After a while they start to realize that things are getting bad. She keeps getting weaker and by the time they can acknowledge this, things turn out for the worst. Whether she dies or not, I’ll let you decide. When their eyes meet, they get a feeling that they already might have been at someplace beautiful all this while.
Not that I’m trying to start a revolution here. But I just though that I’d like you folks to know that you could slow down on life. Do things you enjoy doing, take some time off and relax, focus on whats around you. People around you. We get so engulfed with aimless things at times that we lose track of simplicity in life. Someplace beautiful is around you. You just gotta find it. Now before this gets even more deep, I shall sign out. Else I just could be the next prophet. Good night.
Here’s my interpretation:this is an analogy for both life and love. The walk is long, and everybody lives in the hope of reaching some place beautiful. You’d undergo pain(his blood) and sadness(her grief) but the only thing you can do is constantly hope for something more.
But I don’t get the last part. She let go because she couldn’t take it anymore?
@Becky: Deep, but bot deep enough. :P
Yeah there are some sentences put in just to confuse the reader. But, nice interpretation though. Thanks for reading!