Tuesday, December 09, 2008

Coming to work in the Metro

I suddenly acknowledged that I could love a man with a scarred body/face. I mean, I could love him for the scars as much as not be repulsed by them.

For a second there I could close my eyes and imagine learning a lover's scarred hand by memory and loving each jagged ridge just because it was a part of the man he was.

It's funny, I always thought I was superficial that way.

12 comments:

First Rain said...

Funny that you should mention this just when I read something like this a few days ago:

http://www.dailymail.co.uk/sciencetech/article-1086969/Women-scarred-men-attractive-looking-fling.html

:o)

dipali said...

They'd probably cease to matter sooner or later, no?

Monika,Ansh said...

Oh well, I guess looks hardly matter after a point in time.

chandni said...

aaaah lovely, the way u've put it!

Mama - Mia said...

we can surprise ourselves all the time...

gorgeous words! :)

cheers!

abha

Sue said...

First Rain -- I certainly see scars as a sign of endurance power i.e. the person knows pain. I don't know that I find them particularly attractive (I don't think I do) but I think if I love a man then I love the scars because they are a part of him like his eyes or his hand or indeed, other parts. :)

Dipali -- That's the thing. I thought they wouldn't but I find that the way they continue mattering changes. I really did think I was more shallow than that!

Monika -- Heh. I sure haven't reached that point of time. Looks always matter to me. You don't need to look point de vice to appeal to me but you do need to look like you care about the appearance you present.

Chandni -- Thanks. :)

Abha -- I know! I love that too. Just as I think I got myself pegged I go and surprise myself!

eve's lungs said...

Very nice . Why d you think you're shallow ?

Saya said...

A scar would be just another line on the palm.. or a wart on the cheek.. Yes familiarity of these unique things is delightfully comforting :-)

Sue said...

Evie -- About physical appearance I am rather shallow, I think.

Saya -- Well, it would be that and more, because the man you love is a composition of his palm lines and warts. And scars. You see what I mean? His scar becomes one of the things that make him the person you love.

Manasi said...

is this acknowledgment also a desire to be loved for your own scars? those close to heart that keep you warm in a cold winter night?

i know that i do. sometimes we need a little pain to keep ourselves sane.

-manasi

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Sue said...

Manas -- I don't think this is such an acknowledgment. It is only what I said it was, no more, no less.