My last night at gandhinagar.
Listening quietly to the stillness of the night, silence has never been more eloquent…every pore of my body alive with awareness…faint strains of music drift in….giving company to the omnipresent sounds of nature….the natural and the man-made harmonizing in perfect symphony…my nerve endings straining to absorb as much as they can…struggling to fill my cup of memories…to last a lifetime…
People pass by….carefree and irreverent….in stark contrast to the flood of emotions threatening to engulf within…none caring for me, me caring for none.
There is something magical about night…probably the concealment provided by the darkness highlights the dark recesses of the mind…and the heart…the subdued activity outside calls for a heightened activity within…to maintain a balance..
Have never felt compelled to be a part of a network for prolonged periods….probably the fear of forever being trapped in tht network being too strong….have come to think of myelf as an electron belonging to the last orbit of an atom…on which the nucleus exerts the minimum force and thus they hv the highest momentum and the ability to jump from one atom to another….because the nucleus has changed…aah….the lonliness of that electron….
Of course the atom doesn’t take too kindly to it…..it becomes unhappy with the renegade electron…which dared to disturb its stability….and swiftly, the electron is replaced…with a lesser ambitious one which is willing to be a part of the network unquestionably….
And once in a while the renegade electron meets its former mates….and it realizes its ambition has been touted as its curse….the insecure and wary mates defending their atomic network zealously….secure and comfortable in each other’s harmless unambitiousness…
And then it realizes…that it shud leave immediately….if it wants to preserve its beautiful memories…of connections once strong…of suspicions unborn….
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