Deep into the Quiver

So, after watching three seasons of Arrow, I have managed to come up with my favourite characters. Yes, the Green Arrow is the protagonist, and Stephen Amell as Oliver Queen a.k.a. the Arrow will be a face that I won’t be forgetting soon. He will be co-starring with Megan Fox in Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles: Out of the Shadows, and so we will be seeing him on the big screen, and it will be a first time at this part of the world. Let that happen in style, and for now, I will deal with my favourite characters in Arrow.

Felicity Smoak (Emily Bett Rickards) – The smartest person around, and providing all the needed humour, this character came up to make things a lot more interesting. Emily Bett Rickards is undoubtedly the right choice, as she makes us feel that we want more of her during each and every episode. I have my own doubts if the television series would have caught my interest this much without her; I would have still watched Arrow, but this one makes the same a certainty.

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Sara Lance/Canary (Caity Marie Lotz) – Here is one character that keeps coming back from the dead again and again, only matched by the Arrow himself in doing that, except for the fact that she even gets buried in a grave. You see that she comes and goes, but leaves a charming effect. We remember Caity Lotz from The Pact and its sequel, and so you will be able to recollect that face if you have been following the horror movies regularly. I felt that she makes an amazing Canary/assassin, and I look forward to see her in similar roles.

Nyssa al Ghul (Katrina Law) – Ra’s al Ghul does have some warrior daughters who change the situation whenever there is a chance. We had one in The Dark Knight Rises in the form of Talia al Ghul, and here we have her step-sister who makes her way into Starling City instead of Gotham City. Here, once again the heir to the demon has more than what meets the eye. I remember seeing Katrina Law last time in Spartacus, and I loved her here as much as there. I feel that the bow and arrow looks the best in her hands.

Floyd Lawton/Deadshot (Michael Rowe) – What is it about a vigilante television series if we can’t like its villains? Well, Batman as the Dark Knight had us falling for the villains, and here is someone who is not the usual villain. One of the better members of the Suicide Squad, he surely has his moments, and will keep reminding us of him. Some of the best episodes of this television series had him. Unlike the rest of the characters, most of whom are too complicated, this one turns out to be rather straight and clear! Will Smith will play Deadshot in the upcoming movie Suicide Squad.

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Slade Wilson/Deathstroke (Manu Bennett) – There are not many villains who live up-to their promise, but this one does; hate has a certain amount of charm when concerning this particular villain who hasn’t always been that though. Both in the island as well as after becoming the mercenary known as Deathstroke, this one is surely the villain to look out for. He was really good as Crixus in Spartacus, and he is one of the two performers from Spartacus whom I am glad to see again, unlike those not-so-actors/actresses whom the mindless fans will support!

Helena Bertinelli/Huntress (Jessica De Gouw) and Carrie Cutter/Cupid (Amy Gumenick) – I really wanted to see these two villains a lot more, the former with the crossbow and the latter with those special heart arrows. The former’s never-ending desire for vengeance and the latter’s hope for some weird infatuation and love are two things which contradict each other, but if I have to choose my favourite villains from the television series, I will select these two along with the two just above.

***The images used in this blog post are from the Official Facebook Page of the television series, Arrow.

TeNy

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The Monsoon Delight

There was always something about the monsoon season of Kerala. I have shared some of the photos of the season now and then either on Facebook or on one of my blogs. Monsoon and the love for rain goes a long way back through the memories. It used to be something not that much loved when beginning on the same day on which the schools re-opened. But that was never what the monsoon was really about. Monsoon was a delight, and the season was special.

It has the special power of rejuvenation, and along with growing those beautiful thoughts to full strength, the emotional side is easily awakened. It has been what monsoon could manage during its favourite months of glory. When you look at the rain drops, it is more like a shower of memories rather than the water that is drained away from the higher realms. It is the choice of the God of Rain, and the direct effect is on our feelings more than the Earth eagerly awaiting the drops.

So to these memories that come down during the monsoon, on a day of full showers in June 2065, I shall sit at the balcony, remembering the day which I proposed in 2015 – a day which is yet to come looking at the situation from this portion of the timeline. It would be another rainy day, not of monsoon, but of the summer showers, giving the life to nature and all hopes which were gone down in the dust and heat that had replaced the less effective winter which had died a slow death.

The proposal there has to take place during the rain. With love in each drop of rain, I would have to wait for the time when she arrives. What is it that the the beauty of rain cannot be, other than a beautiful setting which can summon an even bigger moment of eternal beauty, which can be remembered forever? I would wait for her in the rain, on the Honda Dio, as she would come from a distance with the blue umbrella. There would be thunder and lightning in the sky, but none like those in my heart.

There are seeds that need water, and can love be one of them? After having tea from the nearby tea shop, I shall wait, in hope to have another glass of tea, and may be have the elixir of life with her for a lot of other occasions. There is no need for background music, because the songs of rain are far more advanced and enjoyable than any other, and the visuals of thunder in the sky can claim more brilliance than any other thing of visual splendour.

Well, it has to come right out of the heart, or else it wouldn’t feel right. But I would expect the rain to help me on this. There have been many occasions when the rain has inspired me – it has ruined many outdoor games and travel plans, but has never been short of inspiration. So, it is my privilege to propose just after the next thunder strikes, and with that I would have said those words which I have never said before, even for fun. What will the rain say about that?

Yes, love has all the power to be a rewarding feeling, and rain has always been a rewarding factor – that is one strong and worthy combination. It brings back the best of the memories which will be set on fire again during 2065, exactly fifty years after the day of this proposal. Love is often like a river that runs wild, but so are memories, and there is no need to teach rain about the quality of being wild. May the rain inspire more love stories than any other and let it purify each instance of romance. Lets Blog and believe in #SoundOfLove.

I am participating in the #SoundOfLove activity atBlogAdda in association with Bluestone

TeNy

Love at the Cemetery

As I had mentioned earlier in more than one blog posts, I have never proposed or came close enough to doing the same. I have preferred to the loner. But as time flies, I only get older and almost everyone around me are getting married. May be it is time I decide to do that because the sands of time is not a renewable resource – sands are available in the desert, but not that sands of time, as they disappear like cricket balls when AB de Villiers bat during the final overs of a cricket match.

So, the question remains about where to propose. My normal preference would be the badminton court or with tea, but there has to be something even more special about it as I think further. I have received flowers on my car on a Valentine’s Day during the last year of my college, and that was the only incident that had any interesting touch to any February the fourteenth. But that had nothing to follow, and I when I think about a proposal on a Valentine’s Day, I go further – I travel deeper and higher, both ways.

That takes all of us to the location. The church cemetery. Yes, this would clearly degenerate my value on any matrimonial website, but that is a risk I am willing to take. I shall gladly take the zombie-vampire rating for my wedding because I would care less if my bride chooses to be one; it is all about personal choices. She can even be a werewolf if she wants to, and in that case, may be I can choose a cave for the second stage of proposal.

After all, it is all about being innovative and different. I don’t see the point in being similar. Doing it like others has never been my method of working. Yes, I have tried to be like others due to the comparisons that have been made by my relatives and other so called well-wishers, but I have gone beyond that. Those were the teenage days, and I am not ready to go back to the cursed times. There is no longer the need to be like others and do like what the rest of the world do.

If I say that I choose to be crazy in love, there will be people who come up with the opinion that I have never been sane. Yes, with the chance of that insanity title bestowed upon me, I choose to propose in that graveyard. Which church graveyard? The one near my mother’s ancestral parish church. Why there? Because it is further away from the church and is located near a small, old and beautiful chapel dedicated to Saint Antony, my patron saint – and that should be only fair.

The blessings will be abundant from the chapel, and what comes along with the same is the hope to take it to the grave and from there towards eternity as whoever goes to the other world first shall look down like in Dante Gabriel Rossetti’s The Blessed Damozel and think straight into the other world like in Edgar Allan Poe’s The Raven. One with the angels which take forms to travel in this world and the other with the raven who connects the other world, the connection shall always be there with a proposal made in the cemetery.

I don’t think that she will mind at all, because she is as weird as I am, even though I doubt if the title of being “the strangest among the stranger ones” can be shared. I wouldn’t expect her to think that this is going to happen in such a way, but there comes the surprise, the craziness that comes as the side-effect. There are not many stranger things than love, and then there is this proposal at the cemetery which contributes to the madness with beauty and love. Lets Blog for #SoundOfLove.

I am participating in the #SoundOfLove activity atBlogAdda in association with Bluestone

TeNy

My Halloween Valentine

Even as it has been quite a long time since I had a crush and good times have gone and disappeared too quickly, I would like to use this opportunity provided by Closeup’s Cupid Games to make an attempt on how I would propose to my crush on a Valentine’s day. A certain amount of weirdness is present in this blog post as expected, and I hope my readers can forgive it as they have done for my many other posts 😀

The time would be late afternoon, around seven or seven thirty. It would be on the Badminton court which has been one of my favourite and the luckiest places, and there would be her, waiting for a game. I have always been more impressed by her shuttle skills rather than anything else. Being a jobless person, I should be the first one there, but I am also the lazier one. The others are those with even a lesser amount of punctuality; being usually late and that makes it perfect and clear that I can be there at the right time.

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I am not with the strength that I used to be, and the teenage energy was lost some time ago, with only a few things left that bring me forward. But she was different, and so was I – the people of the Badminton court. She was never like the other girls around, and it had nothing to do with the looks. I have been pretty much weird myself, and therefore I thought it was going to be good for me, and my idea also was supposed to be strange.

I am getting older and friends are getting married; the fact is that I am feeling much older than I am due to these wedding invitations. I know that the number of people asking me to get married will keep increasing that I might soon be forced to put my face on a matrimony site, and start drinking tea at many houses with girls who were unlucky enough to have their profiles on the same matrimony sites. Drinking tea might be the only positive thing about that. Meanwhile, this was a girl whom I had known for around fifteen and half years.

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So, with not much time to waste before getting even older as the single young man, I would go with my Ghostface mask and ask her to have a cup of tea with me, and offer to drink tea with her forever, like the vampires do with their nicely brushed teeth and fangs calling for eternal life. Halloween is my favourite celebration and it has been a connecting link for us. So I wouldn’t think that she can disagree to that. Neither would she doubt the quality of my mask.

We would go for tea in the Chevrolet Beat or on the Honda Dio to the nearest restaurant, and would have that cup of tea. She would also need a Masala Dosa, and as I shall be well-prepared for the same with the wallet. We were never known to be the more talkative ones, and with another cup of tea, I would ask her to begin drinking tea at my home as soon as possible, as more waiting meant more complications, with both of us not getting any younger.

***The images used in this blog post are from the official Facebook Page of Closeup, only meant to support this work. This blog post at The Tea Cerebrations is for the Happy Hours Campaign from Closeup in association with Indiblogger. It is written as a part of Closeup’s Cupid Games. Check the following link for more details about these interesting games from them as the Valentine’s Day approaches quickly – keep calm and participate in the games of love: http://cupidgames.closeup.in/

TeNy