The sun's going down with the peeping moon on the opposite sky. Inclined at an angle of 75 degrees with reference to the compartment base of the fast moving local train on Sunday evening, with the atmosphere chilling to a decent degree, try closing your eyes. In a closed state you tend to travel relatively faster to your current pace at an exceeding rate in the no-physics zone of your mind.. You float! Droplets percolating from the hilltop fall on your face as you pass through the tunnel. You tend to travel faster than your current pace.
Space between the line you are moving on and the next track decreases as the train takes a u turn. There’s one more speeding from the opposite side.. Nothing but the light is visible with a sharp horn... try increasing the angle of inclination.. Set free your hand.. and slash .. Your existence ceases the very next moment. No one knows what happened ... there’s no pain .. your speeding mind is forced to rest with a sudden brake. it all ends there.
Does it matter??
There would be a couple of people saying,’ he was a gud guy' some 'so sad' some would go further for a 2 minute silent prayer, and a huge set of condolence calls would probably jam up the relative cells.
You keep running the fast lane entire lives fulfilling the expectations of people you are bound to .. keep running for the sun to rise .. wait for the breakfast .. run to complete the task .. run to see your child grow in time ... run to see them settle down .. run to see your beautiful lady ageing with time .. run run run .. for what??? does it really matter.
As my mentor says, there’s always a spare for everything. "if not you somebody else".. what’s the point if that is all. Loosing time to contemplate on things.. loosing everything that you have gained .. for its nothing.
Isnt it pretty much like the white worms mushrooming randomly on a garbage of shit/cow dung .. isnt it jst random? The worms probably have no reason for existence.. they are jst born cuz they have to .. no one keeps a track .. its jst there .. its so chaotic. Are we approaching the same. i dont know for sure.
The times moving .. so is the train .. so is life .. so is everything with respect to each other .. what doesn’t is probably you and your thoughts which stays so close .. yet so far. Change is constant has been nature but its the other way round here. i cant reason why.. what i am loosing is probably a reason to live for you were probably just one. i don’t know. what i know for sure is this empty space is probably going to be constant.
“dard main bhi yeh lab muskura jaatien hain .. beete lamhein hume jab bhi yaad aatien hain” .. says it all.
Space between the line you are moving on and the next track decreases as the train takes a u turn. There’s one more speeding from the opposite side.. Nothing but the light is visible with a sharp horn... try increasing the angle of inclination.. Set free your hand.. and slash .. Your existence ceases the very next moment. No one knows what happened ... there’s no pain .. your speeding mind is forced to rest with a sudden brake. it all ends there.
Does it matter??
There would be a couple of people saying,’ he was a gud guy' some 'so sad' some would go further for a 2 minute silent prayer, and a huge set of condolence calls would probably jam up the relative cells.
You keep running the fast lane entire lives fulfilling the expectations of people you are bound to .. keep running for the sun to rise .. wait for the breakfast .. run to complete the task .. run to see your child grow in time ... run to see them settle down .. run to see your beautiful lady ageing with time .. run run run .. for what??? does it really matter.
As my mentor says, there’s always a spare for everything. "if not you somebody else".. what’s the point if that is all. Loosing time to contemplate on things.. loosing everything that you have gained .. for its nothing.
Isnt it pretty much like the white worms mushrooming randomly on a garbage of shit/cow dung .. isnt it jst random? The worms probably have no reason for existence.. they are jst born cuz they have to .. no one keeps a track .. its jst there .. its so chaotic. Are we approaching the same. i dont know for sure.
The times moving .. so is the train .. so is life .. so is everything with respect to each other .. what doesn’t is probably you and your thoughts which stays so close .. yet so far. Change is constant has been nature but its the other way round here. i cant reason why.. what i am loosing is probably a reason to live for you were probably just one. i don’t know. what i know for sure is this empty space is probably going to be constant.
“dard main bhi yeh lab muskura jaatien hain .. beete lamhein hume jab bhi yaad aatien hain” .. says it all.
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