Thursday, March 17, 2011

Of change and other blurred emotions

You look back, at some of the nice moments you've had. They make you nostalgic and acutely uncomfortable considering that you can never go back to them, that you can never live them again. They are done with, and that makes you sad.


Life changes, so do things around you. Like they say, Change is the only constant. Who they? Maybe the Gods. Or maybe some stupid old man who lived in the house next to your father/mother when he/she was a kid. He passed on this completely useless piece of information to them, who in turn passed it on to you. Taking into account the intense stupidity behind the line, I think it must be the Gods.
Is change genuinely that important enough to be constant? I'd say no. 
Life is like blurred vision. One of those days, when your crossing the street and you black out, unable to sense anything around you, yep, that's life. Things happen, most of them revolving around you, but you're not able to sense their cause, or the meaning behind the happening. Nor can you stop the things from happening. You get very uncomfortable and there is this urgent need to run away to somewhere, but you can't. So you stay, and are clueless, and ultimately, you cry yourself to sleep.  


You do realize that you are not protected anymore. It's not easy to risk venturing into an un-guaranteed field, like a swing. Cause if you fall, nobody would care to pick you up. Not me, not him, not her. Yes, you're left to witness everything change, including yourself. 

Trivial things matter more. Important ones, are allowed to pass under the table.
Precocious, scared, neglected, clueless. We are all left to wither and change, into people we do not want to be. Silently hoping to be someone else, that you never can be. The paradigm is nothing short of stupid. But then, you're living the paradigm, aren't you? No, it's just that you don't have much choice.

Sometimes, don't you witness immense rage building up inside of you? Rage, for people, you cannot harm. Even if you wanted to. You wish you were a ninja then, or a disguised robot, who could effortlessly kill the very same people. You silently hope that they'd die, taking their cynicism, stupidity, hypocrisy and lameness to hell. 

The opposite of creativity is cynicism- Esa Saarinen.

The books that the world calles immoral, are the books that show the world its own shame-Oscar Wilde

World, like seriously, how about some sense?

10 comments:

Sam B said...

Oh I hate changes at times...and then there are times when I crave for something new.

And then when things happen and I have no control, I tend to flee away.

Very well written Meher. I feel the same!

SAM B

Mehak said...

oh my gosh, Meher, i related to every line of this and i'm sure almost everyone can. you've captured the essence of life in a great way in your unique style of putting words together.
Loved reading this post!
I especially relate to the part about feeling rage towards others whom I can't harm but can't help being angry at.
Life. Sigh.

♥ Duchess ♥ said...

i love changes..
w/o them things n life tends to get boring n monotonous though i hate people changing..

aakash said...

Life is often lived in memories and dreams, I believe. Present, its kind of trivial. It just passes.
The more we venture into understanding life, it ends up making us feel stupid.
Your post stirred so many thoughts in my mind. Loved it. :)
aJ

The Blue Periwinkle said...

Oh yeah, I feel like.
'You wish you were a ninja then, or a disguised robot, who could effortlessly kill the very same people. You silently hope that they'd die, taking their cynicism, stupidity, hypocrisy and lameness to hell. '

I wish.
*sigh

AL said...

I hate changes too. They can be annoying at times!

You do realize that you are not protected anymore. It's not easy to risk venturing into an un-guaranteed field, like a swing. Cause if you fall, nobody would care to pick you up. Not me, not him, not her. Yes, you're left to witness everything change, including yourself.

^This is the scary bit. (gulp)

I LOVE HOW AND WHATEVERRR YOU WRITEEE :D

haze said...

changes. even if i hate it now, nothing will ever change... but the meaning of the word itself. so i decided to just accept everything this life will bring the future :)

Blasphemous Aesthete said...

I see turbulence boiling underneath these words, change is inevitable, we can fight it, or get along. That changes us in process, both fighting or obliging. And later we realize that we can never be the same again.

Nice introspective post.

Cheers,
Blasphemous Aesthete

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divyanshu said...

i am loving the way you are confused and the way you pen down your thoughts.. i want to say a word to the way you write... 'weirdly beautiful' .. yeah may be thats the correct word... your writing has so many questions to it.. sometime questions are good... but start searching for answers.. and then enlighten us.. ;)