Tuesday, March 15, 2005

Trapping Time...

See what I hold in my tightly clenched fist? I’ll let u have a tiny peek- just for a moment- there…saw that? I have Time trapped within my fist…you don’t believe me? I don’t blame you…you who are so busy – you who don’t realize when the day is over and night has begun…you who cannot watch the sun set and the stars rise…

Slowly, very slowly, I loosen my fist ever so little…and a handful of moments slither too soon…In a flash I close my fist tighter than ever- but alas- a few precious moments are already lost to Eternity- I close a single eye and peek thru the gaps in my fingers of my clenched fist- aha- Time is yet again trapped- I breathe a sigh of relief- and yet a few stealthy moments keeps trickling through the tiny gaps- I watch helplessly…counting the truant moments …

A train flashes by along the broad gauge tracks outside- the boggies are a blur- and I watch from my balcony as if in slow motion- the second needle ticks by inside my home- an on your watch- marking off the same moments from the slice of Eternity and yet some moments are heavy, and some flit by like the caress of a feather- Theory of Relativity?

A friend of mine tells me he feels like he’s caught in a rollercoaster that does not seem to stop- whirrrrrrrr- round and round – it goes…turning him around along with it… no time to even feel queasy-

Was wondering would it be possible to lend time to those who need some spare moments- except that maybe I’d add one clause- just in case- to be returned on demand with interest…

15 comments:

parikrama said...
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parikrama said...

Ardra ji,

U might have read this one earlier.. but in case if U haven't, here are few lines from "Waqt" (from the collection "Tarqash" - by Javed Akhthar)..

Read it from stanza starting with "Kabhi Kabhi Mei Yeh Sochtaa Hu".. "Yeh Waqt Kyaa Hei ??"

Ardra said...

hi parikrama- shall not call u IW nymore :-)

had visited 'tarkash' long ago- but had not read this one...thank u...

rgds
ardra

Ardra said...

and Parikrama, another blog on similar lines- this was written a long time ago- and i reposted it here..

http://ardramaamsandhyakal.blogspot.com/2005/01/thawing.html

ardra

Ananth P said...

oops too much of philosophy for a person who just finished his lunch :D

Jokes apart - If only time could be bought or sold ....

Silent Melody said...

Hi Ardra, love the way youplay with words..I cud almost see the moments slipping away...

Ek baar waqt se lamha gira kahin;

SeaSwallowMe said...

lovely blog, ardra. like silo says, you have a gift for words. loved the line .... "..and yet some moments are heavy, and some flit by .."

p.s. unclench that fist ;))

p.p.s. i owe you an email !!!

Saranya Kishore said...

Ardra!!
Very nice :)
I love to read your blogs, though I dont comment, bcos of blogspot. But so true. Love the play of words...

divya said...

beautifully written ..i wish i could close my fist and trap time in it...simply cos i am at home right now..simply cos life will change forever in a few more days ..and i don't want it to..simply cos i love my world and don't want to let go..

buckwaasur said...

nice metaphor there ardra...beautiful write up...:-))

Harshit said...

Great piece of writing. Applause to you for posting this.

Even i wonder if we could exchange "time" as we exchange currency or rather if we could buy time somehow.But time is limited.
"jitni chabi bahri ram ne unta chale khilona."

s! said...

wouldn't it be just great to hold Time in your fist! but then there's that other cliche too, whereby the tighter you hold on to something, the more it slips away, and unfortunately Time does that too!!

El enigma said...

hey Ardra....that was beautiful :) but u know what? sometimes it happens the other way round....instead of u trapping time....time traps u.....tightly within its fists.....and then the more u try to get out, the more entwined u become in that slice of timepiece.... :)

enig!

Akruti said...

It is always possible to lend time to those who need some spare moments,but ardra,r we ready to do it.can we ever set our prorities right,in the world where time is taken equally with money do we have time to spare for feelings,for words,for sharing pain and smiles?wish i knew the answer.Wish we had time to live,everyone exists here,but then how many live??
Time is trapped,can we,wish we could,wish i could stop time when i am happy,to make a still pic of all the happiness and nothing else,wish i could make this silence a part of me forever....
wonderfully written ardra,good work

Akhil said...

Kahne ko log kalaai pe ghadi baandhte hain,
Kahne ko log hatheli me waqt ko thaamte hain,
Barf nahi hai jo jam jaayega,
Yeh to woh paani ka relaa hai,
Jo band mutthi se bhi kho jaayega... :)

Thank you.