You were never meant to cruise - all you have ever managed to do is, trudge and drag your feet. And just when you convince yourself to embrace mediocrity, you get stymied - pushing the bar of desirable achievement even lower. The desire to learn lingers, but the drive to accomplish is dwindling into the grey dusk. Humbled by the weight of this momentary lapse of life-force, you buckle and fall. Vanquished by the onslaught of your own thought, face down in the sand, you wonder if it had been a good idea to have let your mind run free with the ingredients for a full fledged bomb of defiance.
From this point of mental drudgery, you gaze ahead at a plume of smoke, hanging in the air for a wee bit longer than you'd expect, before floating on into the darkening sky. Somewhere beyond the folds of heaven, you hear Morcheeba belting out "Run Honey Run". The world wobbles as you gather your thoughts and yourself. You follow the smoke into the thickets, and then alongside a clinking stream. Further down the road, by the gurgling water and under a tree, a group of merry travelers sit. You're welcome to join them, but camaraderie like almost everything else in the world, comes with a price. Give and take, buy and sell, a barter of souls - the offspring of the oil that keeps the cog - wheels of an extremely complicated world in motion.
Conditional Acceptance - the root of most things human. The inherent curiosity in you compels you to make the trade and seal the deal. It is indeed perfectly safe to do so, as long as you know the ubiquitous truths of this kind of an acceptance. The most important one being the ability to exercise a checked acquiescence to whats being offered. Its like walking into an open bar and settling for a glass of water.
All said and done, your destination never changes. At the end of the day, a quest for knowledge and happiness pretty much sums up the convoluted endeavors you bundle in and out of. Everything else is an incarnation of the same basic impulse. Knowing just this is not enough to sail across smoothly, but its similar to having a magic sail that can move your boat in the middle of a dead ocean bereft of wind, so you may alight upon beautiful shores, be accepted and exercise acceptability.
2 comments:
It surprises me how at this young age such thoughts streak through your mind. But it is so.
I like the language and the creative expression in you.
Go ahead, you are bang on the track.
My own take is, beyond the life of purposelessness and mystery, may be we are genetically defective as an organism. Only partly made.
hareesh.
hey hareesh,
felt really good hearing from you. thank you for reading the drivel I have written... hehehe.
i like the theory of us being an incomplete organism.. gives me more food for thought.
and surprisingly, I had just started reading about quantum physics, when you happened to comment here... in fact, i remember you had given me a book that discusses the relation between newtonian and quantum physics i think.
i think you can still study quantum physics - barring a few obligations we owe the world, i believe strongly that we can restart our lives any time we really want to do so...
Happy new year! hope to hear more feedback and thoughts from you.
-Harsha
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