Anticlockwise or Clockwise??...
The minute hand moves 12 rounds whereas in the mean time the hour hand just moves once.... What should we say... is the minute hand very fast? or is the Hour hand very slow?
Is the minute hand pulling the hour hand to get faster or is the hour hand trying to pull the minute hand to slow down.
Whatever the case may be they are struggling with each other and have at last fallen in love with each other and are moving hand in hand.
God knows, if I am moving? I sometimes feel that I am like that centre point to which the minute and hour hand are connected. The needles keep on rotating every second but, the point just stays still.....there and then.
When can one say he's moving? Just because he's getting older every second? Just because he is seeing the days and night going round and round in circle? Just because he's moving from one city to another? Just because he's gone....... from school .. to college.... to Office.......to Coffin.....to school.....to college....
I am listening to a song that is running in loop for at least the 20th time and soothing my ears through my headphones. I just don't want it to finish...... I just don't want to get out of the mindset this song puts me into. The song is called.. "Tere Bin"....("Without You")......
Why do we refuse to move ahead in life? Why do we want to keep loving someone? Why do we don't want to move an inch ahead, if we know that the wait is futile? How funny we become sometimes? We feel the pain, we feel the grief..... but we have tied ourself to the state that somehow we don't want to buzz an inch.
Is this a part of the four lettered word we call LOVE? or is it some psychological probelm where we all don't want to leave our shells however small and terrible it is?
I sit everynight to write something new and something funny. But somehow I end up writing nothing else except these two stupid things....Love and Life. Sometimes I think since both of these start with the same letter 'L' they are synonymous to 'Lie'... and how true that is?
Of course they are both the biggest 'LIE'. 'LIFE'-because we live it in such a pretence as if it will never get over, but one day Death comes slowly from the backside and blindfolds our eyes and quietly takes away with it the most treasured treasure... 'LIFE'........ And 'LOVE'-because when you have given all your mind and soul and life to someone and have dedicated your life to that one person, he/she blindfolds us and leaves us in the dark.
Now, where do we go? whom do we blame? I have no answers... just smiles.... because it has just one answer that even a child can answer........"This is what life is about"!!
Some people complained that my articles are long... but how can I stop myself if I don't have the courage to turn off the song which has played by now 30 times in my ears.So, if I can't stop that, how the hell.. can I stop to write?
Is life really so complex, or some eccentric people like me make it look that way?
Don't you think its very straight.. getup in the morning .. go for work.. come home... have dinner... and sleep off again..... That's set....... See, Life has been described in exactly 5 sentences :)
How unfortunate I am, I can describe even a single second in thousand words and even the whole life in a single sentence. I have no intention of confusing you all with my confusions, so I leave the article open ended...... I will continue writing in my dreams as my eyes get heavier intending to sleep after the very hectic day... The song too says it's tired to sing itself anymore... and consoles me it will be there tomorrow night again when I want to question myself...... "Anticlockwise or Clockwise" ??
Is the minute hand pulling the hour hand to get faster or is the hour hand trying to pull the minute hand to slow down.
Whatever the case may be they are struggling with each other and have at last fallen in love with each other and are moving hand in hand.
God knows, if I am moving? I sometimes feel that I am like that centre point to which the minute and hour hand are connected. The needles keep on rotating every second but, the point just stays still.....there and then.
When can one say he's moving? Just because he's getting older every second? Just because he is seeing the days and night going round and round in circle? Just because he's moving from one city to another? Just because he's gone....... from school .. to college.... to Office.......to Coffin.....to school.....to college....
I am listening to a song that is running in loop for at least the 20th time and soothing my ears through my headphones. I just don't want it to finish...... I just don't want to get out of the mindset this song puts me into. The song is called.. "Tere Bin"....("Without You")......
Why do we refuse to move ahead in life? Why do we want to keep loving someone? Why do we don't want to move an inch ahead, if we know that the wait is futile? How funny we become sometimes? We feel the pain, we feel the grief..... but we have tied ourself to the state that somehow we don't want to buzz an inch.
Is this a part of the four lettered word we call LOVE? or is it some psychological probelm where we all don't want to leave our shells however small and terrible it is?
I sit everynight to write something new and something funny. But somehow I end up writing nothing else except these two stupid things....Love and Life. Sometimes I think since both of these start with the same letter 'L' they are synonymous to 'Lie'... and how true that is?
Of course they are both the biggest 'LIE'. 'LIFE'-because we live it in such a pretence as if it will never get over, but one day Death comes slowly from the backside and blindfolds our eyes and quietly takes away with it the most treasured treasure... 'LIFE'........ And 'LOVE'-because when you have given all your mind and soul and life to someone and have dedicated your life to that one person, he/she blindfolds us and leaves us in the dark.
Now, where do we go? whom do we blame? I have no answers... just smiles.... because it has just one answer that even a child can answer........"This is what life is about"!!
Some people complained that my articles are long... but how can I stop myself if I don't have the courage to turn off the song which has played by now 30 times in my ears.So, if I can't stop that, how the hell.. can I stop to write?
Is life really so complex, or some eccentric people like me make it look that way?
Don't you think its very straight.. getup in the morning .. go for work.. come home... have dinner... and sleep off again..... That's set....... See, Life has been described in exactly 5 sentences :)
How unfortunate I am, I can describe even a single second in thousand words and even the whole life in a single sentence. I have no intention of confusing you all with my confusions, so I leave the article open ended...... I will continue writing in my dreams as my eyes get heavier intending to sleep after the very hectic day... The song too says it's tired to sing itself anymore... and consoles me it will be there tomorrow night again when I want to question myself...... "Anticlockwise or Clockwise" ??
posted by Unknown at 10:59 AM
10 Comments:
Simply great... I'm astonished... So beautiful and so true and some thoughts are so familiar... but so much better expressed... The song metaphor (or not "so metaphor") is really amazing. Sometimes it's hard to move on, sometimes we can but we don't want to, some others we must... But life will hopefully bring some surprises that will show for sure that we finally moved in the best possible way, and just because we wanted to :) ¡Buenas noches! (Good night)
Thanks Anonymous,
I must say u gave the fastest comment I have ever got. It was as if someone was keeping a watch on my Articles and pounced with a comment as soon as I wrote it:)
I just wrote it.
Why don't you leave your name at least, so that I can address you with the beautiful name you have rather than this dry "Anonymous".
Take care n Good Night:)
I forgot to sign, sorry... This is Maria here... was working at the PC and just clicked on the page and saw it...
I must say.. I am both sad and happy.
Happy because.. its the lucky charm again.
Sad because.. I thought its a new anonymous reader :)
Take care dear.
Ok bye now I am truely sleeping.
I told you I was becoming addicted... :))
M.
Beware!!!
Its fun when we get addicted.
But its a pain when we try coming out of the addiction :)
I too am getting addicted to my readers and Lucky charm for whom I struggle against my body's will and stay awake till late to write somethnig that the heart wants to say.
You won't believe it, just before reading ur Article I put on the Song u were listening to while writing this article.
U write so beautifully n express it even better through ur Articles that I actually like reading ur Articles.
Ur Articles r of perfect length, no need to concise.
Thanks Garima.
Yaar lekin ab kuch naya likhney ka mann kar raha hai...
Dekhte hain, when it comes:)
Ok, I will not cut short my articles.
simply awsome!!!!!!!! again woh clock ka idea was too good yaar.........!u know wat i have realised that life is not so complex...we ourselves make those cobwebs around us and love to entangle ourselves in it..beacuse somewhere we are just loving those cobwebs....because those cobwebs are giving us that happiness that we actually were looking for!u know we all know that these cobwebs are created by our own imaginary spiders......and once they die..then it will show ur our reality.....and that reality is "life is not as we wanted it to be "we thought it would ber beautiful bed of roses......spreading the fragrance of love but it turned to be complex puzzle that we are not willing to solve!because somewhere we know that even we try to give it a shape it will never take a shape......because actually those puzzles never existed in our life.......it were just created by those imaginary spiders......so dear i feel that we are the one who make our life complex.....i think kuch jayda lamba ho gaya..........!
Dear Deepu,
I must appreciate the beautiful comment you have written. Yes I do agree with your idea of cob-webs. We entangle ourselves. But I think I need to think for some more time to actually understand your point of view.
May be I will like to talk to you about it the next time we meet, may be tomoorrow :)
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