One was called "The One Thing I Don't Have Right Now" and the other "Bulljit"
On the face of it, one is very obviously about L-O-V-E and the other not at all obvious about it.
There were a very many stories in the former about love and it includes all kinds. Food, family, home, love-hate relationships, departed loved ones, an analysis of love, how homosexuals deal with well-meaning relatives, and so on and so forth.
The latter was not so straight-forward. There were many anecdotes and charming stories of the past. There were passing mentions of alleged current events as well and some of it was a little self-indulgent. But the stories were heart-warming. It was about doing the right thing, thinking the right way, and in the end, it was about love. You get a sense of joy and warmth when he talks about family and maybe even a sheen during those moments. This is Jit Murad btw, doing "Bulljit" that is.
I turned 29 this month. During this time, I've experienced my fair share of these various versions of this particular emotion.The only one I haven't had yet would be the 'salah' ones. -_-"
But never say never right? =) Choices have been made, words have been said. Happiness a transient feeling, tears a passing moisture that fades. I'm still searching and from recent events, that search has to continue or I should just stop searching and wait.
So what is the point of this? I don't know really. I've lost my train of thought. I thought of railing at the fates, perhaps indulge in a little self-pity or even curse my foolishness but I've done it many times before and I'm tired of repeating myself.
Jit quoted Corinthians yesterday. I thought I'd do the same.
1 Corinthians 13:1-13
If I speak in the tongues of men and angels,
but have not love,
I have become sounding brass or a tinkling symbol.
And if I have prophecy and know all mysteries and all knowledge,
and if I have all faith so as to remove mountains,
but have not love, I am nothing.
And if I dole out all my goods, and
if I deliver my body that I may boast
but have not love, nothing I am profited.
Love is long suffering,
love is kind,
it is not jealous,
love does not boast,
it is not inflated.
It is not discourteous,
it is not selfish,
it is not irritable,
it does not enumerate the evil.
It does not rejoice over the wrong, but rejoices in the truth
It covers all things,
it has faith for all things,
it hopes in all things,
it endures in all things.
Love never falls in ruins;
but whether prophecies, they will be abolished; or
tongues, they will cease; or
knowledge, it will be superseded.
For we know in part and we prophecy in part.
But when the perfect comes, the imperfect will be superseded.
When I was an infant,
I spoke as an infant,
I reckoned as an infant;
when I became [an adult],
I abolished the things of the infant.
For now we see through a mirror in an enigma, but then face to face. Now I know in part, but then I shall know as also I was fully known.
But now remains
faith, hope, love,
but the greatest of these is love.