...a car, two baloons and a keyboard

Weird topic, a funny one making a little sense as to what might come in from the author! .. :) .. The way it came into my mind was also amusing. I had no idea it would be so... and that I would be writing this... even if it makes the least sense, for I got to empty this mind to be forked() a little more..

For all that I have been writing, some or for that matter most could have been instances similar to your span.. never wish this one becomes a component though! 25 days from this day i guess, the cell buzzed at 4:45 AM in the morning. "I think its all over ..." with some letter forming words the non documented part of the quoted text formed the sms. Someone close had sent it! ...

Imagine you are speeding on the fast lane towards the destination. The smooth rubbery eight lane roads are inviting in themselves! Music's plugged in. Thoughts of what would happen at the destination, starts taking shape. Eyes look straight and with any seeming gap, the adrenalin flow increases giving the car a due acceleration, taking over the peer! Its sure fun! ... Nothings on the mind but the destination .. the goal! You race...

In this ordered system, where the car's speeding and everything else is in sync a random chaos is introduced.. a small nail which hits the front wheel towards the left. Damage is not felt... you speed till the air is still inside!.. What next? Predictable! isnt it?

The voice seemed low, not as exciting, as this close friend of mine spoke ... "I am keeping fine dont worry. I need a hot wheels car, two balloons and a keyboard, i have everything else. Come soon if you can..". The pebble which took the poles down.

Quite often in the state when you are on the ground speeding fast enough constantly thinking of the destination, the random chaotic moments tend to come in and the distance is stretched .. I wonder if we got a right to ask why? At time what you think of, looks so close to you, yet the laws of uncertainty govern things so well that nothing is predictable, and the close oasis in the desert turns into a mirage!

Even then, i got to believe that the mathematical equations are an exception though .. and that God doesn’t play dice :) Things of chaos should move to order, or it could be quite possible that we fail to see order in the existing chaos. The perception has to be trained to adapt! Perhaps for now its just that the distance has increased .. a little more time .. little more ..

The child plays, runs, falls down, cries, smiles and runs again, while the parent just smiles in deep contemplation .. I guess this time the child is getting a little more tired .. heheheh :)