Jemu watched his father disappear. He didn't throw the coconut and he didn't cry. Never again would he know love for another human being that wasn't adulterated by another, contradictory emotion.
Kiran DesaiRead
Could fulfillment ever be felt as deeply as loss? Romantically she decided that love must surely reside in the gap between desire and fulfillment, in the lack, not the contentment. Love was the ache, the anticipation, the retreat, everything around it but the emotion itself.
Interpretation
This quote explores the nature of love as an experience defined by longing rather than fulfillment.
Kiran Desai reflects on the complex nature of love, suggesting that true fulfillment in love may never reach the depth of the feelings associated with loss. The essence of love is portrayed as the yearning and anticipation that exists in the space between desire and satisfaction, indicating that the emotional experience of love encompasses the feelings of longing and absence rather than the resolution of those feelings.
In practice
In a discussion about the deeper meanings of love at a literary gathering.
Jemu watched his father disappear. He didn't throw the coconut and he didn't cry. Never again would he know love for another human being that wasn't adulterated by another, contradictory emotion.
When he died, I went about like a ragged crow telling strangers, "My father died, my father died." My indiscretion embarrassed me, but I could not help it. Without my father on his Delhi rooftop, why was I here? Without him there, why should I go back? Without that ache between us, what was I made of?
Which of the two powers, Love or Music, can elevate man to the sublimest heights? ... It is a problem, and yet it seems to me that this is the answer: 'Love can give no idea of music; music can give an idea of love.' ... Why separate them? They are two wings of the soul.
What is the thing you want most from me? What can I do to make you love me?' Be yourself,' said Ipek.
People who are obsessed with Jesus give freely and openly without censure. Obsessed people love those who hate them and who can never love them back.
As soon go kindle fire with snow, as seek to quench the fire of love with words.
Consider God's charity. Where else have we ever seen someone who has been offended voluntarily paying out his life for those who have offended him?
Have I caught thee, my heavenly jewel? Why, now let_x000D_ _x000D_ me die, for I have lived long enough.
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