The Rose of the Litlle Prince

Jun 8, 2009

"Never look back;remember that in the most wonderful legends,the person who looks back is always changed into a statue made of stone or salt".

-Major who wants to marry Consuelo-a distraught wife of Antonio at this point of time

"You will forget me",said the Captain,"as all my passengers have forgotten me.That's as it should be.I've loved them all,all the women who stayed close to me for an entire voyage,lying on the same deck chair,full of drama of their lives,full of their fear of dying.They were all as beautiful and as fragile as my boat's journeys or the life of flowers and butterflies,that live only a day,like the glass of champagne you're holding in your hand that will soon be empty but will live on in the bright glow of your eyes.And always the memory riveted to this skull here"-and he touched his head - "to this skull that ,even now,when it's virtually a skeleton's skull,keeps its taste for these fragile journeys,these fleeting lives,the froth of champagne,the glow in your eyes.All of these things are lights- it's light itself that counts,it's light that creates,light alone,bright light"

"Little girl,I love you as I love the stars,as I love my memories.When you are far away and you have forgotten this journey,please do me the honor of remembering this night,when I wished I were God so as to stop your tears".

"Sorrow is full of mystery"

-Captain of the Ship taking Consuelo back to her homeland

"Give me your handkerchief so I can write the next part of the The Little Prince on it.At the end of the story,the Little Prince will give his hadkerchief to the Princess.You'll never again be a rose with thorns,you'll be a dream Princess who always waits for the Little Prince."

-Antonio to Consuelo

"And you promised that if you didn't come back,the river would whisper to me about the strength of your kiss - and about you,about us"

-Consuelo to Antonio

Consuelo writes beautiful.The extracts belong to the book "The tale of the Rose", the Rose -Little Prince loved.
The love of Consuelo and Antonio,the Little Prince and the Rose, is best summarized by Antonio in The Little Prince -where Litlle Prince describes his Rose as - the flower, he cannot live with and cannot live without.
A passionate love-fraught with uncertainities,pain,longing,separation,re-association and the joy,broken hearts and wait ,how the love of a writer is as strong as his passion and as uncertain as life.How he keeps going and coming back.
Only the heart of a writer and the love of a woman can understand,what bond kept them coming together agin and again.

Posted at 10:49 am by deekshamehta


	BlameOliver! June 17, 2009 09:24 PM PDT Even Copy Cat's can be reasonable, thats a new one for me.


	Deeksha June 16, 2009 02:42 PM PDT I completely agree with BlameOliver! and Varun


	varun June 14, 2009 07:47 PM PDT archie: ahhh.... love.. it makes my world go round and round.. jughead: stop the world and I'll get off love tells you how far you can go for ur heart... love tells you how much courage you have inside. love tells you what you actually are.. and yes, it generally makes a better person out of you.. and among it come the joys and sorrows. and no one ever regrets having been in love, even if it gave grief instead of joy. deep down, it's the essence of life, the force that keeps us going. whether it is self-love or for someone else.


	BlameOliver! June 9, 2009 01:54 PM PDT Can you explain Joy, without sorrow? Can their be good without existence of evil/bad? Can their be a maxima with minima being non existent? Can Popeye be worth watching without a Brutus? Just a thought. -- BlameOliver!


	Popeye June 9, 2009 10:29 AM PDT One thing I fail to understand is why love has to have sadness n pain associated with it?..forget the crap that its the sorrow that makes it strong or beautiful..don't we have a single ideal love story filled only with joy ???


	BlameOliver! June 8, 2009 12:54 PM PDT Ahhh.. thee mesmerizing love. When in love one feels, one witness so many new things. Things that were unknown to oneself. Yeah :) Butterflies in the stomach, unintentional feelings of happiness, unreasonable fastening of heart beats, yearning, longing, a complete new dimension to the world of dream's, a spark that the world can notice in your eyes, a spring in the stride, a poet that unearths from with in, a self belief, strength as well as weakness (Being in love i actually the best time one knows about his/her strengths and weaknesses. best time to know yourself.) Love is magical as no other single feeling can make your spirit so blessed. When away from love you feel starved, your cries go high with every passing second and a sweet touch makes you forget years of sufferings. Such is the power and might of love. " Its only love that keeps you coming back ... Magic of love".

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