Thursday, November 4, 2010
Please do not ask me what is now?
Yes..... am taking my most coveted trip now. Please do not ask me what is now? am not sure. It seems to me that I too, like that old man in my friend's tale, have lost the sense of time. The spatiality has successfully engulfed me. However, the myriad labyrinths make me restless and troubled. Aah....you want me to define trouble! and I say but why? Cold wind hits my face, something spiral dazzles in the night sky, the lonely owl hoots from afar and suddenly the wall clock crashes..thud! A bizzare painting rests itself on the damp walls. Somehow they complement each other. Alas! not even few minute moments are spent mourning for the wall clock. Yet........the clock has been there forever until now. Please do not ask me what is now? am not sure. Some nameless faceless people appear and begin their discourses on life, love and lust. Their deep voices keep droning and I find myself on other side of the road. Confused and angry I think of a way out. I ask myself again, is there a way out? It seems I have arrived on the Fantasy Land but the return ticket is available to a select few. How lucky! am in my room now. Please do not ask me what is now? am not sure. But isn't it enough that my long due trip has got over now!