Monday, December 31, 2007

Time flies by..We stand still

Seconds, minutes, hours, days, weeks and years pass by, but we hardly seem to have moved from where we started our journey called life. It's like being in the middle of the sea, all alone. Nothing seems to move. Everything is so still that you start wondering how long can one survive in such a place.

We don't live in the seconds that go by. In the end what remains with you are only the memories. A large part of your life goes by without you even noticing it. What you do remember is a collection of all those small moments that were really worth living for, moments that are buried so deep in your memory and your heart that you can hardly ever forget them, moments that are so close to you and so special that you refuse to let go of them.

Life is nothing but an assimilation of those small moments. There are times in one's life when nothing special happens to you. Life seems so monotonous and still that you start hating it and everything that's related to it. And then, when you are fed up of hating everything around you, you get even more bored.

In the haste of getting rid of that boredom, you end up doing some really silly things. But the funny part is that when you reflect back on your life it's those silly things that you did in your life are the one's that you remember more fondly than your everyday regular business.

Then is it possible that someone actually goes so far ahead in the future looking for something good to happen to them that they forget all the wonderful moments that they have left behind in their past. Just the thought that someone can completely throw you out of their mind is actually kind of scary. Why does this happen is as big a mystery as is the human brain.

It's said that time and tide stop for none. You can only ride along with them. I sometimes wonder where do we end up if we do choose to ride along with the times rather than fighting them and treading our own path. This question too, along with many other questions might be answered by time itself someday. Others will get lost in translation and be forgotten forever.