tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10146720.post111378583227324140..comments2023-10-31T09:21:13.916-07:00Comments on i s h t a r r i a........: 31. And The Love Bird Fluttered High In The Sky/Part TwoLianahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01445853740903564380noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10146720.post-1114133973293101922005-04-21T18:39:00.000-07:002005-04-21T18:39:00.000-07:00émigré:"And while, absorbed were the worshippers i...émigré:<BR/><BR/>"And while, absorbed were the worshippers in the altar reverently praying, a perforating dissonance suddenly invaded, permeating the spirit of the place; serenity was muddied, prayers were disrupted and worshippers were bewildered. The man of the cloth burst in on the action, and the holiness of the temple, with his few susurrant words, was promptly reinstated".<BR/><BR/>Liana...Lianahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01445853740903564380noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10146720.post-1114084319519496862005-04-21T04:51:00.000-07:002005-04-21T04:51:00.000-07:00"nothing is perfect"Too true, too true ~ in real l...<I>"nothing is perfect"</I><BR/><BR/>Too true, too true ~ in real life anyway. Virtually speaking we can always re-write the imperfections, but then would our writing have any grit left in it? And what is a love story without grit, without salt and dust and ashes. <BR/><BR/>Where would a love story be without riposte and deracineration, we might ask ~ and then we might answer, where-ever that love story is, it would certainly be vapid. <BR/><BR/>emigreemigrehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02986636550123266724noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10146720.post-1114059615531827932005-04-20T22:00:00.000-07:002005-04-20T22:00:00.000-07:00Specifically at this point, I don’t want to be dra...Specifically at this point, I don’t want to be dragged into any sort of otiose wrangle or fringy altercations that could eventually lead to devouring more of the precious time that I intend to dedicate towards recounting my autobiography. I would be more than glad, however, to swing the shutters wide open so as to reply to any queries that visitors to this site may have, or to shed further light on my narrative, as soon as I am done with recounting it. <BR/><BR/>The only thing that I want to say here is that one of the invaluable lessons that life has taught me is that nothing is perfect. No matter how good you deem yourself, there will be others who would surpass you, one way or another. Comparison remains a relative matter; as much as it is equitable at times, it could be darn inequitable at others.<BR/><BR/>Unconstructive criticism that is mainly designed to ventilate some personal despites or to express contempt of or condescension to others is totally unacceptable, and would never be tolerated on this site. <BR/><BR/>Each culture has its own pros and cons. The nobility of any culture ought only to be measured through the virtue of its people, their meekness and humility, and not the opposite. It’s not just how we view ourselves that matters, but also how others view us. Extinct civilizations, such as the one from which yours truly has descended, should remind us that the wheel of fortune will never stop; amidst all the ecstasy and rapture that victory and triumph can produce, we should never bury ourselves to the possibility that what ascends would eventually descend. Thus, differences among cultures should only serve as a stimulating spring for the enrichment of one another, not the opposite.<BR/><BR/>I am still in the early stages of my autobiography. Apart from the changes dictated by the necessity of maintaining the anonymity of some of my key characters, everything I have said or will be saying, is a testimony to the actuality that I have lived, in its pain, in its pleasure, unchanged and unornamented. This phase of my life, however, and despite all its negativity, will be amply treasured in my innermost being. <BR/><BR/>As I said nothing is perfect; notwithstanding all the pain that I have endured on account of culture and tradition, I have realized, following my few years of the living in the western world, that my cultural background is not the worst, and definitely not as bad as you have mentioned in your comment. Finally, I suggest that before you harshly criticise others, you give yourself a few moments to look a bit deeper than the bare surface. All that glitters is not always gold.<BR/><BR/>With all the respect,<BR/>LianaLianahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01445853740903564380noreply@blogger.com