I am no poet neither have that potential, so can't be. But I've always wanted to write like one considering so many things that comes into my mind for last couple of years. If there's anything in the world I want to imitate (no, really) and be proud of it, it's the way some beautiful lyrical some writers imagine & write some of the most memorable line that leave impeccable for years & generation — a cascade of expression that sweeps you off your feet by its immense imaginative quotient, astounding authenticity and superb imagery — deliciously intense, joyously experimental, distinctively modern (they must be the only few in this generation to write in a language that speaks to the rock-addict, pop-loving generation).
As i was driving today to my work happened to listen to Guru title song (even though heard several times earlier it was with my full concentration was listening to lyrics),it has four lines I am enamored of: "Jaage hain der tak hamen kuch der sone do, thodi si raat aur hai subah to hone do, aadhe adhoore khwaab jo pure na ho sake, ek baar phir se neend mein woh khwaab bone do".
Which vaguely translates to -- "Had been awake till late, let me sleep some more time. Little night is left now, Let the dawn come. Those half fulfilled dreams, that couldn't come true....Once more in my sleep, let me plant the dream again".
We all live in such a fast phased life, we want instant happiness, instant results, instant marriage and so is separation. Everyone are in our own race to complete next phase of life without looking what is happening beside us, as much as we are ready to accept happiness...we don't want to take anyone pain or ready to carry that emotional burden. There are so many dreams & aspiration that are left behind and we want to go back and re-live those moments and re-plant those dreams.
In school, we’re encouraged to join as many clubs as possible to make the most of our educational experience. At work, it’s expected that we’ll be uber productive and take on more and more responsibility. Even at home, there’s a never ending to-do list of things that need maintained, fixed or upgraded. And we go on living as if there’s nothing wrong with this system but do think about it, are we not in some race? As if the natural progression of humankind is to become the most efficient life form on earth.
If there’s nothing wrong with this system, then why are so many people unhappy? Why are so many on medication to control anxiety, stress, and depression? Isn’t this a more telling sign of our “progression” as a species?
All this busyness has overloaded our minds. And we walk around with this nagging sense that there’s something we forgot to do. Or we feel guilty when we actually do take time to do nothing, be lazy with some friends, or watch a worm inch its way across the sidewalk.
There’s just no rest; no sense of completion. Ever.
And it’s eating away at us from the inside. Making it impossible to find a reason to smile, or be joyful, or just be. Doesn't it come to life shouldn’t be so crazy. The craziness ends when people embrace the alternative: slowing down. We fear that something bad will happen if things don’t get done. To calm that fear we work harder, and longer, and harder, and longer only to realize that there’s more to do.
It never ends!!!
I want to re-live some of the past memories with smile and sense of that calmness....let me sleep, let me sleep, let me sleep to plant that un-fulfilled dream.
As said by Gandhi -- “There is more to life than increasing its speed.”