Monday, June 26, 2006

Extraordinary moments......

Extraordinary moments.
Some times it’s the briefest of moments in our life that matter more than anything else, the tiny seconds amongst the endless days that bring us true joy.
Have you ever looked into the mirror and been amazed? Amazed that you are real, that you exist, that you are a person…. That moment you fully feel yourself.
Like a bolt from a clear sky when you suddenly look at your parents or sisters or brothers and feel that they truly love you like you love them, that moment, even if its no more than the shortest of moments, it feels like heaven.
When you look up into the starry sky and realize that you are a part of that wonder, you are a product of the same power, which is at work inside the stars, that moment fills you with overwhelming awe.
Looking outside your bedroom window, the thirst to just go outside, like the world is calling you to travel and see places, this moment can lead to a thousand dreams.
When you go inside after staying outside in the bright sun for sometime the brief blinding effect on the eyes can sometimes be scary, a rude interruption to the seeming reality, that moment can sometimes be seriously disturbing.
Then, there are these moments of amazing clarity when everything seems to make sense and you seem to have figured out everything in life, these are rare moments, which seem to have the shortest life span. When such a moment passes us, we seem to want to cling to it and never let it go.
Are all these moments just random happenings in the infinity of time and space or are they all building up towards a predetermined destiny or is our destiny formed by these moments? Whatever they may be, time is speeding towards the invisible horizon and these moments allow us to cherish the special times. After all time does pass in moments, each one leading to the next and when such a moment passes us next time, maybe we will take another moment to think about it and enjoy it.

Wednesday, June 21, 2006

once more...

B: "A circle is the only geometric shape defined by its centre. No chicken and egg bout it, the centre came first, the circumference follows. The earth, by definition has a centre. And only the fool that knows it can go wherever he pleases, knowing the centre will hold him down, stop him flying out of orbit. But when your sense of centre shifts, comes whizzing to the surface, the balance has gone. The balance has gone. The balance my baby has gone"This was the first ( and the only thing that I most related to) thing that made a lot of sense to me when I read Sarah Kane's crave. I was "c" in the play and even though she has a lot of things to say it is this that hits me the most....(first impression?)Somebody suddenly mentioned the importance of such a centre in life without which, according to them we just might be floating around......Floating around looking for it perhaps.Well this concept of THE CENTRE or perhaps a lack of one in my life is what fueled the Blog project. Suddenly I no longer think of blogs as a vain thing people do, or a desperate plea to make oneself interesting or a sign of inadequacy of meeting real people......and caressing pretention in some vague way.......I do not yet know how I perceive it but somehow I have a feeling this is going to do a world of good to my confused state of mind, (with the risk of sounding corny) and heart.Well now it seems that there are a good number of centers, with varying gravitational pulls as if they are competing for attention....the ones that are well established are I think afraid of becoming obsolete and waiting for a chance to grow and evolve ( My mom, My French and theatre for example) the others, floating, seem to have minds of their own, morphing and mutating, incomprehensibly sometimes that they become scary and risk becoming obsessions or deceptive illusions of something else.......( TV, people...Books? Etc ----to stay away from scandalous examples.)Even though a blissful obliteration of the present state of circumstances is very desirable, the effort and process to get to its roots are a tad bit more tempting.Again, at the risk of sounding corny, perhaps the grand questions on life, death and purpose should be asked...... just to repair my centers and also hopefully add a new, significant one.