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April 29, 2006

Posted by K in Abstract Ramblings, Life.
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There are times when you want to write, because writing is a release, and the words don’t come. The words are all there, hovering in your brain and mind. The words form a thick, glutinous mass, but they refuse to unstick and flow. Remember that botched chemistry practical, where the mass in your test tube fused with the bottom, instead of doing whatever it was supposed to do? Well, there you have it. If you can recall that, then you know that the words are that mass.

I see the glob of words staring at me. I think I detect traces of fear, boredom, desperation and defeat in them. I almost see them pleading to not be let out. They want to stay where they are. I’m tempted to oblige them, but then again, what do the words know. They are the form of thoughts, not thoughts themselves. Thoughts hover in the air; they are not in the employ of reality. They don’t have an obligation to the thinker. So they soar; and sometimes stray. But the thinker does not have the parental authority to rebuke. Words, on the other hand, are manacled to reality. They are obliged to go hand-in-hand. There are times when both are desperate to separate; pull agonisingly against the restraints. You will see many a bleeding wrists if you choose to look, but never a pair of broken manacles.

Who is master, then? Thoughts, words or reality? Are You the supreme commander of them all? Were you ever able to unfuse the mass in the test tube? How many times were you able to go on with the experiment without grabbing another?

I most definitely am not in control of my thoughts, words or reality. I can streamline them, attempt to mould them, subtly nudge them, but that is as far as my influence over me ends. These things grow organically; before long they begin to pulsate with life. Throbbing away. Do you hear it?

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Comments»

1. jessica - April 30, 2006

all i can say is …. feel;-)

2. pallavi - May 1, 2006

thats by ar he coolest post on your blog i swear it’smind blowing
love
pallavi

3. nisha - May 3, 2006

Quit asking the rest of us to “publish”… nothing that we write even compares to this.. its awesome.. i cant get over how you’ve given something so abstract so much definition…

4. sporadicblogger - May 11, 2006

nisha thanks but do not overestimate me 🙂
why aren’t u updating yoru blog, btw? Its still on delhi summers.
hows chennai?
love
😀

5. sporadicblogger - May 11, 2006

jessica- feel what, hun 🙂

6. sporadicblogger - May 11, 2006

pallavi-thanks 🙂


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