Under the dim lights...

Kaise kahein alvida, mehram...

   

 jo bhi bichde, woh kab mile hain, faraz 

phir bhi tu intezaar kar... shayad...

    

Words and Silences

Nameless

A life so lost

A silence so loud

My feet so tired

Looking for freedom...

Anni

 The Two Faces of My Girlfriend (2007 Korean movie)

Anni: Do u believe in god?

Guchang: I don’t know

Anni: This isn’t fair. He created us flawed. We should be recalled.

G: Recalled?

Anni: Yes. He might’ve forgotten about us... Should we remind him?

G: I wish I knew how.

Anni: Its easy. Watch me. 
(looks up to the sky and shouts) I do exist! 
 I..        DO…        EXIST!

 ***

There’s this song called… “Love is like raindrops outside the window”.

Question! Why is love like raindrops outside the window?

Because they evaporate! 
Not only do they evaporate… 
they leave stains behind. 
That’s love.
~Anni

***

You know what? I feel as if I never existed. 
My heart evaporating into nothing… 
You never felt that?
~Anni

 ***

Anni: What’s the relationship between us?

G: You’re the cigarrete and I’m an ashtray.

Anni: Why am I a cigarette?

G: Because I house the trouble that you cause.

Anni: So if I burn all the way, you’ll throw me away?

G: How can an ashtray throw a cigarette?

Anni: (smiles) You’re right.

 ***

Like a Memory of the Universe

My mind is like a clean slate. It is as if I was born today. Nobody taught me any ideas, nobody handed me any religion. I am free from all outside influence. I know nothing. I only see and sense for myself. And what do I experience…?

I find myself alone. I am just me. And there are million others, just like me, alone themselves. But we also have each other for company, for loving, for sharing and for supporting. We call them our friends and family. We see strangers everywhere- all of them with their own stories, each of them with their thousand experiences of life, filled with both sorrow and laughter. I see prosperity and comfort, and I see people sleeping on the roads, while i pass by them at night. I feel this whole cacophony of sounds and sights filling up my senses when I am amongst the world.

I hold a little baby in my arms and I see life that is innocent, alive and absolutely pure- the proof that perfection of life is a reality. I put her to sleep singing an old nursery rhyme and I feel I have lived well.

In the nights, I see the white moon, shining on quietly. It is so still and calm, although I know that it is moving all the time... When it rains, I get hold of a hot cup of coffee and sit by the window, watching the rain drops wet the leaves of the swaying happy trees and I feel intoxicated. While I travel to the hills, I see the clear night skies, filled with a million stars. I see the beautiful green pines and I see wild orchids in the meadows.

Sometimes i hear the notes of a haunting song that fills my heart with sad melancholy... 

I go to the seas and I feel an ancient tug inside me, as if the sea has been there since aeons and I have stood by it all the time – the sound of the waves, the salt in the air, the gravity of its depth, all so familiar. I have been there before… or am I just a dream, dreaming an old dream, in the memory of the universe… who am i, i often ask….

Never Let Me Go...

It had never occurred to me that our lives, which had been so closely interwoven, could unravel with such speed. If I'd known, maybe I'd have kept tighter hold of them and not let unseen tides pull us apart.

Kathy: I come here and imagine that this is the spot where everything I've lost since my childhood is washed up.

I tell myself, 

if that were true, 

and I waited long enough... 

then a tiny figure would appear on the horizon 

across the field and gradually get larger..

until I'd see it was Tommy.

He'd wave. And maybe call. I don't let the fantasy go beyond that... I can't let it.

I remind myself I was lucky to have had any time with him at all..

What I'm not sure about, is if our lives have been so different from the lives of the people we save. We all complete.

Maybe none of us really understand what we've lived through, or feel we've had enough time...

-Never Let Me Go (2010)

Uncertain Story of a Dark Rainy Night

Such a dark night it was, i still remember. I looked up at the sky from my bedroom window, and i could make out no star, no moon, not a flicker of any remnant of a light there might have been in the vast expanse above. Moments later, when i heard the thunder growling angrily, i realised how the dark clouds had covered all the goodness of the night sky. I waited. The rain should come falling down anytime now, i thought. Let it wash away the dust from the roofs of the forgotten cars, from the hidden crevices of the window sills, and from the very soil of the earth itself. Let it satiate the thirsty leaves of the tired trees and let it set free the desolate souls lying awake at this time of the night in their impoverished hopes.

I waited patiently. Let the rain come and play its music in the air. Let it drown all the echoes of the ages that have settled so stubbornly in various nooks and corners of the musty room inside my head. I need to get rid of them. I need some silence... And so i waited quietly... in anticipation and in some graceless impatience.

The very next moment, a lightning flashed and illuminated my dark room for a second. It took me some time to realise it, but i couldnt be mistaken... i clearly saw someone sitting in the corner next to the old wooden cupboard...

He was here. How did i miss it for so long, or did he just come in... I sat tensed and still for sometime in this sudden knowledge, and waited... "May be he will say something, I don't want to be distracted and miss his words. I have been waiting to hear the words for so long..." My heartbeats were gone for a toss, may be to some inhuman rate of pulsation, coz i could not breathe anymore, and yet, i was conscious and sparklingly more alive than usual. Was the oxygen in the air a little manipulated, or was i actually weightless...

Hours passed. We both kept sitting in the dark in each other's presence... not saying a word, yet saying everything..  all our heartaches, the missed tales, the unshared secrets... Rain had come and gone. The night was about to end, and suddenly, i feared the onslaught of the harsh dawn that would empty that corner of my room where he now sat. The bliss of his presence, the overflowing love in the room and his smell..... i couldnt bear to lose them... not again. No, they have to stay.

And even as a slight drizzle continued to wet and patter, I knew what i had to do... it was time...

It is all right and correct now. The world is alright now. The morning arrived, and my room was quite empty...