Immaculate Perceptions

Friday, September 16, 2005

P D A

One of the many things that I can't stand is PDA... no, its not the Personal Digital Assistant...Am talking about PUBLIC DISPLAY of AFFECTION.

I stumble across a great deal of people overcome by this syndrome. They r either oblivious to the souls around them or they feel that they can make others fathom their love only by advertising it with their nestles, kisses and what not!!

I came across one such couple today. During the entire 2 hrs of them being in my vision, not a moment did their fingers disentangle. And while she kept feeding him with the one bowl of ice-cream they had ordered for both, he kept fondling her hair... what a charming spectacle??!! [thoooooooooo....!!!]
This is the first kind...the oblivious ones.

I came across the second kind too, a little while later... the embarrassing part being, it was my cousin and his wife themselves.I put them under the second category cos unlike the first kind, these ppl r very much conscious of the mortals around them and their main intent is to get noticed. What do these people want us to know? The volume of their love?? To perceive that the family has no other "made for each other"pair like them? We are indeed happy that u love each other, guys!! But stop exhibiting it.

Mature love doesn't need voice and actions to express it. And if at all, u feel it has to be expressed, contain ur mushy romance to ur private expanse.

2 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

hey cummon....its their life...they wont be able to take their hands off eachother...thts the stage they r undergoing...its called 'the rush'...hmmmmit does make others feel uncomfy.....but at the end of teh day, they r havin fun mannnn...

3:30 AM  
Blogger Devesh Prabhu said...

Truth is rarely an expression of love:
Honesty most often precedes pain.
In hope there is the fragrance of illusion;
Romance requires the charm of light confusion;
The best lovers are criminally insane.
Yet lies, eventually, will suck out passion.
One must be truthful if one hopes to love:
Not cruelly, but enough to ease delusion.
Each love must be broken, then built back again.

7:45 PM  

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