In physics, or any science for that matter, you usually get two answers, or two explanations. One is 'in theory' and the other 'in practice'. Take our pillar of wisdom, dear Mr. Newton and his laws of motions. An object will continue to move at a constant velocity unless acted upon by an external force. Famously, the object would keep persevering forward, till even the milestone called 'eternity' has been passed long ago. As many philosophers so optimistically claim, our human spirit is undying, forever racing ahead, nothing to slow us down. Then why does a ball which you roll across the floor crawl to a stop after a while? There comes the spouse of the laws of motion! Friction. Hand in hand with life, it seems to be determined to stop us all, to draw a line to our desires, to leave the faultlines of disillusionment on our skin.
Similarly, the fibres of my existence is torn between the branches of these two very opposite directions of what you dream of doing and what you do. Paths which lead away from each other but seem to sleep under the same category called life. The result? Choices. Tears. And a small flame coughs up and dies within you. Although most of the time, my emotions lie underground, forgotten and hidden, they resurface when the ground is churned, and the poppies grow out amidst all the destruction. I will grow. I will find happiness.
Searching...looking...dragging burdens the entire time and finding the smiles of yesterday.
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Dear The Torn in Between,
You speak of the laws of Motion of Newton...Might I remind thee of the Theory of Evolution by none less than Darwin...the persecuted one...by none less than God's chosen people.
Poppies growing in the brief summers of the faraway Noth are no lesser mortals than the long living poppies of the rain forests. Nor are the hardy mountain goats any lesser creatures than the goats of the easy plains. Each have their flavours...unique, identifiable.
Dear Raindrops..
I had stumbled upon your blog quite accidently, and liked a lot what I read..
Well, where there is Motion, there will be friction.. and where there is friction, again you tend to move furthur..
The hidden emotions are truly a turbulance in the smooth flowing life. You think of removing your mask, again putting it on... Life is a game.. Just enjoy it with a thick mask..
:)
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