I stand behind the bars gazing
into the hypnotic world on the other side… clutching the rusted iron… conspiring
an escape with my soul… waiting to experience the world on the other side… waiting
for the moment of joy.... the moment of freedom....
I saw this pic on the web few days ago…. I was so moved that I reproduced it right away. (Original by Shukri Abu Baker). Though this was symbolic to his days in prison.... I saw a it completely different. Look at the hand…. It emotes the person’s desire to get out of the closed doors … be out in the open and be free like the birds that touch the sky… free like the animals that run wild… not bothering the safety… not bothering Darwin’s theory… not bothering anything until… out in the wild and ironically fighting to find shelter and food that were once free....
Doesn’t this remind you of the sine wave? If I had to graphically represent
life… then sine wave it shall be. I mean think about it…
1. The grass is greener on the other side.
When at A, point B looks attractive. When at B, point C looks attractive. When at C, point D looks attractive. When at D, point E looks attractive and when at E………………………….
When at A, point B looks attractive. When at B, point C looks attractive. When at C, point D looks attractive. When at D, point E looks attractive and when at E………………………….
When I was months old and mom put
me in a cradle… all I did was fantasise about playing with the toys that were
lying in the room… strategizing a cradle break by crying and waiting for mom or dad to come get me out. When I was out of the cradle and
a year old just learning to walk… all wanted is my mom or your dad to hold me
strong even though I and your parents knew I could do without. The pressure of
walking a foot without falling was tremendous. When I had learnt to run and mom
wanted to contain me in front of her eyes so that I don’t get hurt or ill, all
I wanted to do is run outside and play. A bruised knee, a runny nose, dirty hands
and elbows did bother me much. The saga doesn’t end there for
all you know.
Look how hard and long we work to get on the other side.... do you realize here... we stay there only for a short while...
Look how hard and long we work to get on the other side.... do you realize here... we stay there only for a short while...
2. The Reprising incidents
Lost time never comes back they say.... but moments repeat like a never ending drama.... It starts on a smaller scale... like the cell division...and goes on to much larger scale.. larger than life itself... sometimes spreading over generations...! For example....The way you look at your parents now is the way your children will look at you when they reach this age you are now. The only difference.... is X.... the displacement.... the point at which you are... at the moment when the moment itself repeats. .
For every soul on this earth and galaxies far off, the present always seems confining no matter how rosy it is… the future always seems rosy no matter how uncertain it is. If one side the grass is green… the other side it’s clean. The plus point you ask of this sine wave?? You are always inching your way forward X2 never smaller than X1... The only thing hindering you…. Is getting the correct wavelength and amplitude (people and attitude) in your life…Have them.. cherish them... nurture them...and life shall resonate at its best....perpetually......!!