On a bright sunny day, a thought came to my mind. " I have got ample of time to do things, but why these things are running short with me ". Sun was knocking over my head, eyes were feeling uneasiness, the same uneasiness which a new born baby feels when the sun's rays stuck the eyes first time. Bubbles sprouting from the sky (experience those while looking at the sun with naked eye, but with composed mind), one could sense the merry hovering in the sky. I have had enough time staring at the flying birds, mind totally bogged down by the emptiness of thoughts. Walking with bare feet over the green lawn, I always crib for my unheard wishes. Rendered thoughts splashing over the perch of mind, pages dancing to and fro with light gushes of chilled breeze. Few drops spilling from the coffee mug, yet i had never accused them for unwanted interruption. Looking up into the vast sky, writing few words with the ink of my heart, time never compromised to settle down. Time was hard to beat and i felt pathetic utilizing it over my insane words. This was me, a year ago !!
God forbids, Even a thought of doing the same, shrinks my heart to bottom. I never ever had expected the wheels of fortune to turn so fast. Neither i am complaining nor i am feeling the pleasure, yet its a mixture of both. Days were so, when i had no wishful longing and time never-ending. And are the present days, wishes are endless but left with no time to fulfill those. Insanity has been taken over by the words of wisdom. Those wishes are no more unheard, the echo still persists in my ears. Time flies away with wink of eye, settling dusk takes no time to transform itself into a new day. I, my mellow heart bows over the ordinance of time...
Hazaaron khwaishein aisi ki, har khwaish pe dam nikle ....
People used to say: “There are two ways of living the life. One way is to lead it under the trodden path of the corrupted system, bearing the hard times of apartheid the way they come; and the other way is to make the system work, the way you want it to be.”
People used to say: “There are two ways of living the life. One way is to lead it under the trodden path of the corrupted system, bearing the hard times of apartheid the way they come; and the other way is to make the system work, the way you want it to be.”
Obviously second thought pinched hard on the high headed egos. Yes, one would always prefer to possess an upper hand in system, but how many get the chance to do so? Mostly people prefer to live, rather exist, as it comes to them. Being young, I always wanted to be a system of my own. A system with no loop-holes or rules being shredded all over and I did it to some extent as well. A question keeps popping in my mind.
For whom am I lamenting my life?
People would come up with countless solutions. I am doing it for my country; my country deserves the reverence from its countrymen. An adolescent mind always wants to become the change which it wants to see. He/she has no shackles of responsibilities to bind. No barricades obstructing the noble voyage for the society. But why those spirits run out of fuel in a decade or so? Hunger is the veiled cause behind wiping out the roaring spirits. The fight for one’s own survival takes place instead of those. Money becomes the sole aim in one’s life. Nothing else I want, nothing else could soothe my mind. What else then? It is money, my dear.
Yet one may find the flock far away from this money making business, far away from the guttered lanes of rich crocodiles. Somewhere disrupting the bad deeds, eliminating the scaffoldings of corruption business, obviously one is lamenting his/her life for the real cause; hence justifying his/her existence in this world.
But why am I sharing such things over this post? Am I feeling remorseful for shrugging off my responsibilities? It may be the reason for this outburst. If not so, I may be doing things off the screen for bringing back the pleasure to wounded souls of many, but it never really pleases me much. Do more for a little smile you would like to see on your face in hard times. Not so far, just take out a step or two out of your place, you will find the noble cause lying untidy losing the attention of many not-so-clean souls deliberately. I hope you got one. If not, look again…
"ISS PAAR PRIYE MADHU HAI TUM HO,
USS PAAR NAA JAANE KYA HOGA"
-Harivansh Rai Bachchan
"ISS PAAR PRIYE MADHU HAI TUM HO,
USS PAAR NAA JAANE KYA HOGA"
-Harivansh Rai Bachchan
Very peculiar thing about this life is that it shapes up as per destiny, yet everybody tries its best to mould it as his/her longings. I pushed every limit beyond the escapable reach, finally caressing the scars over my heart sitting alone in my room. Few droplets of rain are still reeling over glass pane after yesterday’s downpour or it may be the fresh moisture sticking to glass. I am least concerned for its origin; essence is the presence of happiness in watching those drops sliding down the pane. Glancing outside at the noise-free metro running at its laid down path is a pleasant scene. Even the slight shriek noise of metro halt could pierce through the silence persisting in the room. Light diverging through the every corner in room carries the warmth wrapped under the shivering weather.
All in all, life is glittering at its very best…
Very peculiar thing about this life is that it shapes up as per destiny, yet everybody tries its best to mould it as his/her longings. I pushed every limit beyond the escapable reach, finally caressing the scars over my heart sitting alone in my room. Few droplets of rain are still reeling over glass pane after yesterday’s downpour or it may be the fresh moisture sticking to glass. I am least concerned for its origin; essence is the presence of happiness in watching those drops sliding down the pane. Glancing outside at the noise-free metro running at its laid down path is a pleasant scene. Even the slight shriek noise of metro halt could pierce through the silence persisting in the room. Light diverging through the every corner in room carries the warmth wrapped under the shivering weather.
All in all, life is glittering at its very best…
His training sessions were equally unorthodox, the Czech would often run 15 miles a day, constantly experimenting and pushing himself with a punishing schedule.
“There is a great advantage in training under unfavourable conditions,” he once said. “It’s better to train under bad conditions, for the difference is then a tremendous relief in a race.”
He made history by becoming the first and only athlete to make a clean sweep of the 5,000m, 10,000m and the marathon golds, all within the space of eight days. And he was running his first-ever marathon!
There was a bit of drama too during the long run. Being a novice, Zatopek introduced himself to the world record holder, Britain’s Jim Peters, on the start line.
He followed Peters for 10 miles before asking, “Jim, the pace — is it too fast?” Peters jokingly replied, “Emil, the pace — it is too slow.”
Zatopek then replied in the best possible way by racing past the world record holder to win the event. It was also his third Olympic record in Helsinki.
“I was unable to walk for a whole week after that, so much did the race take out of me. But, it was the most pleasant exhaustion I have ever known,” said the 30-year-old.
His running style, with his head and eyes rolling, tongue hanging out and appearing to be in severe pain, was not exactly a joy to behold.
“Emil the Terrible,” they called him. “It is not gymnastics or ice skating, you know,” Zatopek said in defence years later.
His competitors could only watch in awe at his feats. Apart from his four Olympic golds (the 10,000m in 1948 being the other), Zatopek won 38 consecutive 10,000m races during a six-year period and broke 18 world records in all.
No wonder, they called him the ‘Human Locomotive’...
His training sessions were equally unorthodox, the Czech would often run 15 miles a day, constantly experimenting and pushing himself with a punishing schedule.
“There is a great advantage in training under unfavourable conditions,” he once said. “It’s better to train under bad conditions, for the difference is then a tremendous relief in a race.”
He made history by becoming the first and only athlete to make a clean sweep of the 5,000m, 10,000m and the marathon golds, all within the space of eight days. And he was running his first-ever marathon!
There was a bit of drama too during the long run. Being a novice, Zatopek introduced himself to the world record holder, Britain’s Jim Peters, on the start line.
He followed Peters for 10 miles before asking, “Jim, the pace — is it too fast?” Peters jokingly replied, “Emil, the pace — it is too slow.”
Zatopek then replied in the best possible way by racing past the world record holder to win the event. It was also his third Olympic record in Helsinki.
“I was unable to walk for a whole week after that, so much did the race take out of me. But, it was the most pleasant exhaustion I have ever known,” said the 30-year-old.
His running style, with his head and eyes rolling, tongue hanging out and appearing to be in severe pain, was not exactly a joy to behold.
“Emil the Terrible,” they called him. “It is not gymnastics or ice skating, you know,” Zatopek said in defence years later.
His competitors could only watch in awe at his feats. Apart from his four Olympic golds (the 10,000m in 1948 being the other), Zatopek won 38 consecutive 10,000m races during a six-year period and broke 18 world records in all.
No wonder, they called him the ‘Human Locomotive’...
