In rarity, beauty lies.

1 Nov

I do not blog as often as I would want to. I do not even blog as often as ideas hit me. I just blog when time permits and I am in the mood. So, it just so happens that my posts can be categorized as rare. But are they beautiful? Well, I would love to think they are 🙂 though I am not vain and very modest. lol.

Well, seriously!

Kurinji Flower

Kurunji flower blooms once in 12 years

Last week my aunt quoted a Saint’s words, “In rarity, beauty lies.” And most rare things are beautiful, don’t you think so? That got me thinking. Like, the Kurunji flower, which blooms once in twelve years. It is such a beauty that not merely words; only poetry will do justice to it. And then there are diamonds, precious stones, platinum and gold which are all rare and expensive and beautiful, and lend more beauty to beautiful women. Nature, in her non-raped, untouched form is beautiful and nowadays, very rare. Like for instance, late evening sunlight seeping through the leaves lazily, moonlight reflected on a very still lake, first editions of a favorite book – yellowed pages and moth ball smelled, the list could keep on building. Rare and beautiful things are not restricted to highly expensive and remunerative things alone. Beautiful things are more happiness spreading and peace giving.

Lovers uniting after a long hiatus give them an amazing feeling. It is that rare, precious, beautiful instant they yearn for all their lives. So, such is the feeling of beauty. Beauty not only lies in the beholder’s eyes, it lies in the rarity of good things. Perhaps, we may not appreciate the beauty of these wonderful things if it were less rare.

Whenever I experience a beautiful moment, a torrent of thoughts fills my heart and below is the product 🙂




Groovy dull blue unpolished diamond,

Huge and strewn amidst stones in thousand,

Awaiting shine and sparkle in bounty,

The resplendent evolving to reveal its beauty.


Books smelling of moth balls and yellowed pages,

Leather volumes but ending in crinkled edges,

Wisdom, knowledge emanating from the sheets,

Which only the true seekers’ hearts meets.


Blossoms famed for once in a lifetime,

Uncaring about winter or springtime.

Kurunji – yielding in twelve years,

Ravishing the beloved to tears.


Some lovers destined to meet only once,

Carrying throughout life that one fragrance,

That rare instant which holds the beauty,

Of a serene life lived richly and sweetly.


The rare instance from the page of an eon,

Eternal in thought, but physically bygone,

Showing cosmos the exquisiteness of rarity,

But for Nothingness it’s always an eternity.


I wish such rare moments cease to be rare and keep showing its facets more often. Would it not be wonderful if the truly beautiful moments get recorded more often in history? Or perhaps, I could pause time and experience eternity in all its magnificence.


15 Responses to “In rarity, beauty lies.”

  1. s s Ramakreishnan November 1, 2010 at 9:23 pm #

    great would it have been if you taught english poetry

    • The Alchemist November 2, 2010 at 1:26 pm #

      Oh, the grass always is greener. I would have loved to be a teacher of literature. But then, life is what it is and well, we live on ‘happily’ 😉

  2. SHOBANA VISWANATHAN November 2, 2010 at 6:45 am #

    hey! A Shakespeare in the offing ? U are a asset to the literary world.

    • The Alchemist November 2, 2010 at 1:26 pm #

      It would be great if your words come true 😉 like a dream come true.

  3. yuvani November 2, 2010 at 9:54 am #

    Very beautiful writeup and poem 🙂 Yes rare things are very beautiful, but there is much beauty even in everyday mundane things. Its perhaps our eyes which have stopped beholding beauty in them, perhaps caught in the frenzy of our own busy and mechanic lives!

    • The Alchemist November 2, 2010 at 1:25 pm #

      Yes, you are right. Beauty is everywhere and serenity is a state of mind. Perhaps, like Wordsworth says, we should stop, stoop and smell the flowers more often 🙂
      My point of view is that rarity lends beauty in certain ways. Like absence makes things fonder. The heart most often pines for what is not there than what is there. Maybe the parent searches for the missing prodigal son more often than the son whom he sees everyday.
      Anyways, what you say is true too. There are beautiful things all around us if only we have the time and heart to start noticing them 🙂

  4. Narasimhan November 2, 2010 at 5:33 pm #

    Now I really am at a loss for words,my dear sister.You,I feel are one of the very few in whom I have admired the rare spark of ability to combine flair for the language with apt expression of feelings in a straightforward manner.
    Sorry,but I must admit I am jealous of you.
    Keep up the good work,even if I can’t write like you,reading it is ultimately satisfying.Rock on !!!!! 😀 😀 🙂

  5. Narasimhan November 2, 2010 at 5:36 pm #

    And I’d like to add,if in rarity beauty really does lie,I think my quest for beauty ends here 😀 🙂

    • The_Alchemist November 4, 2010 at 8:47 am #

      ha ha… I will try to write more often 🙂

  6. RP November 8, 2010 at 10:26 am #

    Oops…many have commented what i thought of doing. (This is one draw-back of being late)…:(

    Well…anyway it is good to see a female Shakespeare in the creation 🙂

    BTW, have you seen the movie “Click” by Adam Sandler? IF not see it. You might like the gadget he uses in the film.

    • The Alchemist November 22, 2010 at 6:04 pm #

      Thanks RP 🙂 And henceforth, comment ASAP 😛
      Gadget? Well, Am no gadgets person… !!!

  7. Lincey mathew November 21, 2010 at 5:14 pm #

    I was in a rush,but can’t leave without doin this.I may be too late to say u’ve the great talent to make people stand’n stare at the rarety.I really stood starin at ur poems.a bunch of roses for ur talent.

    • The Alchemist November 22, 2010 at 6:07 pm #

      Thanks Lincey. Just checked out your page. Your creations are good too 🙂
      Keep visiting.

  8. BUTTERFLIES OF TIME April 29, 2011 at 1:33 pm #

    Lovely poem! the metaphors are stunning and beauty flows like a rivulet here. Glad I stumbled upon your corner. Some things are beautiful only bcos they reveal their beauty only rarely or else they would be just another among many others.

    • The Alchemist April 29, 2011 at 8:21 pm #

      Oh, your comment itself is a beautiful rivulet 🙂 Thanks so much!

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