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Sunday, April 3, 2011

Thinking and Thought.



I write with nothing to write about.
The air is still, the sounds are inaudible, my body is here, my mind wandering to a place I do not know. Every mountain has an ascent, peak and a descent. For some the last leg of the journey is one more relief than satisfaction. The job is done, now time to go home and sleep. For some, the ascent gives them a high, stepping on stones and falling till the right one and the right way is found. Learning is more from falling than anything else. Thats easier said that done because for each person his fall is something only he can understand, comprehend and if possible arise from. 
We all are moving to the peak or from it. Young ambitious dreams and old men whose days are soon numbered. The peak is just a temporary transition, the path is movement and progress in parts, while the mountain is life.
The race is not about who reaches the peak first, it is about who reaches the peak along with himself and passes by it with acceptance and not with arrogance. 
I often thought life was similar to watching shows on a television set. Different times, different channels, different performances and different shows. Its all different and yet its still in the same box. Its all changing even before you know it and yet its still in the same box. Sometimes it feels as if life is like living a dream, or at times a nightmare. It often happens, you feel as if you’re standing still and the world around you is moving and even though in control you are unable to do a thing.
The past also feels like a dream, nostalgia itself is an illusion. It was there and maybe it still is and hopefully it will still be. When you look back, they were things you thought you would never forget, experiences you thought you would never move on from and falls you could never arise from. Today, they are just specs in the dust. A handful of stories and a few images are all that remain of fond memories as well.
We are moving with ourselves as well as moving with the times.
He was my friend
is he still?
That was home,
is it still?
I will never forget,
Do you still remember?
Yes and No.
Life and Living.
Hellos and Goodbyes.
Moving and Running.
Stopping and Staring


Thank You

2 comments:

  1. Nicely written, I like how the article is open ended at the same time you made your point quite clearly.

    Everything comes down to how well you recognize the change, adapt to it and look up for a new peak to conquer!

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  2. Love the imagery of the mountain. Very philo! And:'I will never forget,
    Do you still remember?'

    The last 5 lines got 3 songs stuck in my head: Hello Goodbye (Beatles), Stop & Stare (One Republic) & Livin' Life(Kathy McCarthy-hear it!) :D

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