My two posts during the day on love and loyalty had to be - have to be read together to make a complete sense. Here is why: Neither of the posts is complete without them being put together. I had deliberately spaced the two somewhat contrasting views out in order to see how imaginations fly first in one direction and then the other - and they did - before the flights merge and a complete picture emerges. The fact is that the soft drizzle romance I talked about in one of the posts is as sustainable a human state as the controversial multiple loyalties state. Women and poets have the first - soft drizzle feel of romance - in abundance, and until shaken rudely out of it by some unpleasant realities, women ( in my view) treasure this mood far more than any other violent passion ( which they love too) or loud moralistic loyalty ( which again they want too). But (in my view) women have a far stronger inclination towards this soft drizzle and delicate, gossamer touch experience than men have - except perhaps poets among men, and poets of a certain genre. Men are gentlemen if they can learn to live this most enchanting facet of human experience even from the woman/women in their lives.. And (in my view) even the most macho of them do get drenched in this early winter cool shower, and transform their rugged and masculine emotional fibre into the gentlest of states of mind. Even a Rhett Butler turns soft , tender and caring like no mother ( or perhaps only a mother ) can be when he is handling a Melanie in labour pangs. In fact every Rhett is at heart a poet who wants to elevate any woman he cares about and respects with feather touch, tender caring, even when he is not actually in love with that woman. Rhetts handling of Melanie during child birth, acting almost as the gentlest and most caring of midwives is a great example of that. He of course was not in love with Melanie but no woman in the entire classic gets Rhett to behave both as if he were a mother to her, or a child - even while holding his towering manly dignity fully intact. This is not to say that rugged, masculine fire attracts women any less nor that women dont like their men to nurture that strong, fiery intensity of passion. But masculinity by itself is a brute attribute unless accompanied by gentle, tender caring and by desire and ability to throw a magic rainbow reality around the person one loves. Any man worth his romantic salt would easily lift the woman he loves from an ordinary flesh-existence ( no matter how beautiful) into the glory and the freshness of a dream,...apparelled in celestial light . For men and women such as these, loyalty no longer remains a social argument or moral attire; it flows like soft moonlight raining in on a forest in full bloom for it to bathe in. Loyalty for men and women in this zone is an unstated, undemanded, un-delivered yet ever-present experience - an inbuilt attribute of what they share between themselves. Its like the loyalty of a mother to her child. No form of loyalty can ever match this and yet has any one ever heard of a mothers loyalty to her child/children? Its the most there when it is the least stated.
Posted on: Sat, 04 Oct 2014 17:59:23 +0000
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