Comments on: The Sentinel Diaries http://arthedains.com/blog/2006/11/11/the-sentinel-diaries-4/ patterns of light and memory Wed, 07 Jan 2009 13:14:55 +0000 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.7 hourly 1 By: Anil http://arthedains.com/blog/2006/11/11/the-sentinel-diaries-4/comment-page-1/#comment-8680 Anil Sun, 19 Nov 2006 15:31:00 +0000 http://arthedains.com/blog/2006/11/11/the-sentinel-diaries-4/#comment-8680 [quote comment="8398"]Sigh. Dimple-lover too. And, dear god, I know about living in my head too much. But dont you worry. All poets do that. You're one, right? So you're okay. :D[/quote] Aran, from what I've heard recently from many different ppl I'm most definitely not. So that is why I worry.

Sigh. Dimple-lover too. And, dear god, I know about living in my head too much. But dont you worry. All poets do that. You’re one, right? So you’re okay. :D

Aran, from what I’ve heard recently from many different ppl I’m most definitely not. So that is why I worry.

]]> By: Aran http://arthedains.com/blog/2006/11/11/the-sentinel-diaries-4/comment-page-1/#comment-8398 Aran Thu, 16 Nov 2006 15:22:54 +0000 http://arthedains.com/blog/2006/11/11/the-sentinel-diaries-4/#comment-8398 Sigh. Dimple-lover too. And, dear god, I know about living in my head too much. But dont you worry. All poets do that. You're one, right? So you're okay. :D Sigh. Dimple-lover too. And, dear god, I know about living in my head too much. But dont you worry. All poets do that. You’re one, right? So you’re okay. :D

]]> By: Anil http://arthedains.com/blog/2006/11/11/the-sentinel-diaries-4/comment-page-1/#comment-8271 Anil Wed, 15 Nov 2006 23:56:25 +0000 http://arthedains.com/blog/2006/11/11/the-sentinel-diaries-4/#comment-8271 zoner: thank you for such a lovely comment! it has been so long since i have read such a long comment. but one question, do I know you? i'll also send an email although i'm not very sure if the email address you gave is a real one! it is ironic that you think that i can find words before you as in the post succeeding this i'm moaning about how i've lost that ability. i do understand your take on how that scene should have been recorded in words and not on film. sometimes one needs the subtlety of words over the obviousness of a visual medium. zoner: thank you for such a lovely comment! it has been so long since i have read such a long comment. but one question, do I know you? i’ll also send an email although i’m not very sure if the email address you gave is a real one!

it is ironic that you think that i can find words before you as in the post succeeding this i’m moaning about how i’ve lost that ability.

i do understand your take on how that scene should have been recorded in words and not on film. sometimes one needs the subtlety of words over the obviousness of a visual medium.

]]> By: zoner http://arthedains.com/blog/2006/11/11/the-sentinel-diaries-4/comment-page-1/#comment-7779 zoner Sun, 12 Nov 2006 06:57:32 +0000 http://arthedains.com/blog/2006/11/11/the-sentinel-diaries-4/#comment-7779 sundays did have a special smell.. and the afternoons had this certain dense lazzzy quality to it... u know u have this agonizing ability to give words to what u think.. the day passing by with a swoooosh.. i understood u.. but i regret it.. because u were able to find words for it before i could.. as always.. :-D and now u wont allow me to comment without my email address... sigh.. and to top it u spoke of that song in rudaali.. that song and its words and that woman.. u know they write in books about how "when she turned and looked at him, all he could see were her eyes.. throught those layers of cloth.. yet they rivetted him.. chose to rise up and look at him, and made him look back.." u wud think this wud have been the description of the scene when he sees her for the first time, but i dont know.. yet when i saw the movie.. and when she looks at him, i thought the book should be this way.. because what her eyes have done in those few seconds needs to be recorded in words not film.. kind of a reverse process actually.. sundays did have a special smell.. and the afternoons had this certain dense lazzzy quality to it… u know u have this agonizing ability to give words to what u think.. the day passing by with a swoooosh.. i understood u.. but i regret it.. because u were able to find words for it before i could.. as always.. :-D
and now u wont allow me to comment without my email address… sigh..
and to top it u spoke of that song in rudaali.. that song and its words and that woman.. u know they write in books about how “when she turned and looked at him, all he could see were her eyes.. throught those layers of cloth.. yet they rivetted him.. chose to rise up and look at him, and made him look back..” u wud think this wud have been the description of the scene when he sees her for the first time, but i dont know.. yet when i saw the movie.. and when she looks at him, i thought the book should be this way.. because what her eyes have done in those few seconds needs to be recorded in words not film.. kind of a reverse process actually..

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