by VIPUL MUSANI
Vampires, epitome of love?
Kristen Stewart (right) and Robert Pattinson in a 2008 film Twilight (the first of the Twilight Saga film series) based on Stephen Meyer’s novel of the same name. It was directed by Catherine Hardwicke. PHOTO/Wikipedia
We have always seen vampires as blood sucking creatures, having an aura of secrecy around them.
Apart from the blood-sucking element, we see the immense love in selection of the victim. Furthermore, the seduced love of the victim for the vampire lies in not only offering the blood, but also offering complete control of their thoughts to the point of slavery. Even for vampires it is just not the requirement for food but also for being wanted and the excitement of sucking out of the beloved.
The vampire couples too show sustainability un-crippled by time element, where forever or lifetime has meaning. These couples don’t get tired of each other, even after say, hundred or may be three hundred years later; whereas, we get tired or turn into virtual vampires in just two-three years of partnering. So isn’t it a wonderful feeling?
Moreover, to to kill them you need to stake them in heart, so that their love can end only when the heart is destroyed.
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Who am I?
I don’t know who am I? Am I manifestation of desires? Am I reflection of friends that I keep, both real and virtual? Or am I angst of my rivals both, known and unknown. What are the things that define my existence? Is it my I-card or my driving license, or still better my file of degrees? Am I defined by the goals I have achieved, or those unachieved goals? Am I limited by the relations attached with me, or am I extended by relations I create? Or, grossly, am I defined by the food I eat or the movie or serial I relish? Do my choices, obvious or planned, shape my thinking and so shape me? But, in any way I shape, am I limited to that shape and defined by that?
Am I known by my religion, or the Gods I worship? Do I change with all the hands I shake, the eyes I stare at, or even the fantasies I cherish, or the people I love and don’t want to be away from them? Or do the activities I perform in bed or out of bed mould me? Do the teams I cheer for, make me? Am I what my physical looks, say or am I the habits I keep, or rather the choices of clothes and other things like vehicles and club memberships that define me?
Well, anyway, who needs these definitions? It is rather easy to say that we are shaped by the risks we take and opportunities we get. But still, who we are, totally depends on our behavior with others and the love and compassion we have for others.
Vipul Musani’s blog is Reflections and can be reached at vipulnm@yahoo.com