"....Has he traveled much?..That phrase..The Plank of avidity, do you know where it is found?At the Viking Museum in Denmark......"says Chris to Radha.I am quite not sure whether the writer has been to Germany, that while narrating something really aesthetic and close to life, this very phrase crossed her mind. But i can definitely say this phrase did churn me in and out as i skimmed through those lines, that something got into my head to make some cravings on this plank.
As the girl in the narration found in the phrase, zeal and radiance to look forward to life, every life on earth has a sheer longing for freedom and the creativity that sprouts from it. Everyone would like to be the architect of his own life. If it happens to you that, who am i to dictate freedom into other's life, i would be more than pleased to cease caring about the world. Getting back...yes...atleast i would not welcome someone else master it. Maybe,the journey which was almost a day long added to this very thought of mine,"Is there really something on earth which doesn't reside on this plank of avidity?". I think i have got it all back to me as i read those thoughts that used to cross my mind once.Still yet i am in dark to find out, where i lost those words rather thoughts that they are taking birth on these sheets of paper.
May be its true, being in love doesn't make life all that beautiful.But then, if it's all beautiful it's not life. Again, love is something which is complete and wooing in literature and art.When it comes down to mere mortals, it brings along with it all realities attached to it. Despite the odds, the mind transcends and settles along the comfort line of existence, i believe its love.More precisely, it is the completion i feel now. Though it never happened to me that there would be someone incarnated on those weird desires i pampered to see in my man, life which has never gifted me with any surprises, could win my heart in this. And, with the best thing that ever happened to me in life, it is least astounding for the plank of avidity to take rebirth in me.And today, it is no hope but a belief that the ardent would see us together in life, me and my love for i realize the plank of avidity is arid without the unexpressed warmth of his love.
