I Think WAY Too Much!
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With all that St Valentine’s Day stuff going around for a while since now more than a week, I’ve been reflecting a lot on Love. I believe that my faithful readers know that perfectly, since most of my previous posts revolve around it, whether in a romantic or gloomy way.
But recently, I’ve felt Her coming back.
And by Her, I mean, An Evil Nymph.
It’s Friday! Yeah! So as promised, here’s my weekly contribution to this week’s Picture it & Write:
Falling in love… who would ever want to even fall?
It seems like walking without looking at your feet, with the unconscious knowledge of the destination, and then suddenly, there’s a precipice.
And you fall.
Here’s this week’s Picture it & Write and my contribution:
Purple and blue are my favourite colours. When I look at them, they stare back at me with a face of helplessness and despair.
Does that mean that I’m a desperate girl?
Les « coeurs sur la main » n’ont pas d’histoire ; mais je connais celle des coeurs enfouis et tout mêlés à un corps de boue.
This French quote from François Mauriac very much describes my main motivation for siding with evil characters in my stories. I can’t really translate it though, because in English it won’t have that same impact it had on me, you see… The French language has a particular (charming and poetic) style that I just can’t reproduce in English. But basically, Mauriac tells us that he prefers to write on those who are ‘evil’ and unconventional instead of those who are good and virtuous.
I can totally understand why. (And I totally understand Mauriac thus that’s why I’m in love with his book, Thérèse Desqueyroux).
Here’s this week’s contribution to Picture it & Write:
I stared at the starry night that offered this last day of the year. All my people were in joy, in celebration. It would be soon the end, yet the beginning. No one and nothing would dare miss this day, this hour. All the stars were present. All the colours in the sky as well: blue, purple, red, pink…
Midnight would soon strike.
So this is Christmas…
But what have you done?
That night I saw an angel fall from the sky. Her golden hair gradually lost its shine as she reached the ground. Her beautiful white gown was stained with dirt. I could not see her eyes or her face, but I knew that she was the loveliest thing that could ever exist on Earth. She looked so fragile and innocent.
Through? The themes of the challenge are becoming vaster every week…
Through… it invokes a passage, a tunnel from one end to the other; the path that we have to walk in between our life’s pitched points. It is the changing, shifting, moving process. Nothing concrete, only flow and movement. Unstable but getting to a particular goal.
How am I going to tell those 1000 words in a picture? Here:
Unusual – I kind of like this word. I’ve always been considering myself as unusual, and everyone should too because we are all unique. And what is unique, is out of the ordinary, thus… bizarre! 
When I think of unusual, some many things can come to my mind.
Unusual can be something that you’ve never seen/experienced before…
A breaking new innovation: zoos of children!
(don’t worry, no children has been harmed or forced into a cage… it’s an optical photo illusion ^^)
Today I have three things to talk about but don’t worry, none of them will be lengthy.
First of all… My interpretation on this week’s photo challenge on ‘contrast’:
It was early in the morning, I had just finished preparing myself to head to school, when the curtains were drawn… and my eyes witnessed a mesmerising sight: timid small clouds as if they’d just woken up, floating together while glimmering in the first rays of the sun of the day. It was so beautiful! I could not take me eyes away from such a unique moment where the sky and windows (which reflect it) have an orange-purple colour…
How much is our life distorted?
The path of life has never been straight. It came to us as a never-ending labyrinth which, when the exit is found, leads only to the removal of our life, i.e. death.
Sorry for I’m a bit late in this week’s photo challenge. Anyway these days, I’ve mainly been indulged in…
Yes, in the thickest of all school books I’ve ever had to study! It’s nicknamed the ‘dictionary’ of sociology. I’m fortunate that the subject is interesting… ^^
Getting serious about my studies hehe.
An Evil Nymph.
What if you were God and you could watch us all from your divine tower up there? What would you see?
You might see the beauty… or the disasters. It could be sunny… or cloudy.
For once, I could catch a peaceful view:
A light breeze was refreshing a very hot day while we waited for the cool evening to come…
This photograph was taken from Le Caudan Waterfront in Port Louis, Mauritius.
I was walking up the stairs at that time and for once, I decided to look down.
God looks down all the time. He watches over us. Just like we should watch over the weaker, the poorer.
An Evil Nymph.
I regret not to have opened my mouth.
I regret not to have walked towards him.
I regret not having been able to stop him when he went away.
I regret making the same mistakes again and again…
I’m struggling to find the time to post and read your blogs among school work and activities and family gatherings… I’m going to be super busy this year and I’m sorry if ever I don’t post for a long time or visit your pages less often than before. It’s not because I’ve lost interest in these, I assure you.
So let’s move on to this week’s photo challenge: ready!
Alright my cousin and I were trying to shoot a photo like we were running on the water because its depth was so shallow… But well we’re bad actors! Lol!
