Neruda writes the saddest lines

When you encounter something like Pablo Neruda’s poetry, you begin to think, can I someone really write like that?

I mean, you need to be able to feel like that and love like that or even hurt like that.

Well, I am really glad that I encountered his writing in my lifetime.

It makes me believe there is madness in the universe which keeps its going. With no mood to get out and look sexy, i wanted to feel sexy.

And I stumbled upon Pablo Neruda’s “Isla Negra”. Poets like him make me nervous. It’s like an affair that I want it because you crave it but I am scared because it will F*** my brains. It will make me think and cry. It forces me to think of my first real love, the kiss that still sends shiver down my body...am I up for that kinda day??

With that nervousness, i grab the book vulnerably. These pages have slipped through my fingers for years. Ever since I knew what poetry meant to a dork like me.

Neruda takes me to the pulsating tease of Chile..South America, where lovers are not sacred of their love. His poetry wants me to be forever in love.

One of my most favourite lines written by Neruda is from his epic poem – “The Sea”. He says, “I need the sea because it teaches me. I don’t know if I learn music or awareness, if it’s a single wave or its vast experience, or only its harsh voice or its shining one, a suggestion of fishes and ships.

The fact is that until i fall asleep, in some magnetic way I move in the University of the waves.”

Oh!! Damn you Neruda. Did I tell you that I spent my last few days in Goa by the beach. The waves were so close to me, that I could smell the salt in my breath as I would fall asleep listening to them.

I kept remembering his lines imaging if he ever would've felt the way I did. 

This is turning out to be such a weird post. There are no clothes, no brands, no accessories...there is poetry of Pablo Neruda, his magic to churn your gut out even in your grave. And there are memories of that magical piece of land called Goa.

Well I guess, it pays to be me. We are not confined to one dimension. We are free. In the wardrobe or out of it...its all in our minds.