A bunch of my friends and I had gone to this amazing place called ‘Kashid’; I had been there before, but it was their first time. Kashid is supposed to be 140 kms down south of Bombay, towards Goa. It’s a non existing village stop over. Quiet, somewhat frozen in time, clean and away. It was 6 of us traveling by road in a hired vehicle. The drive was pretty majestic, but that’s not what this is about. Read on.
The oxford dictionary defines ‘time’ as ‘duration regarded as belonging to the present life as distinct from the life to come or from eternity…’ Time for me was non existent, not to be bothered with, to be left alone, and senselessly lost.
Almost no dictionaries define the word ‘Momento’.
The time spent at Kashid was the time, which is forever frozen stored in my minds eye. Why? Well there are many reasons, perfect place to visit at the perfect time and with one big perfect somebody to be. Nope, I am not the mushy kind, well not completely, but I did have some moments in time; moments which show how one person feels about the other. It wasn’t touch and go. It was more sublime-al for me. It was there yet not there, like the sand on the beach, loose and for every hole you dig, the water covers it up. It was more of chemistry than words. It was more of looks than touch. It was more expectations than of action. And yet it was clean, profound, trustworthy, loyal, respected and one thing I would have never believed myself saying, much rather writing about it, that it was Eternal. And this time was what I have never before have had with anyone. It was and still is perfect. The astonishing part of it all was, it was least expected and I did not ever bother trying, not because I dint want to; because maybe I dint deserve it. Well I might still not, but I am the selfish kinds, so I’ll take a leap and take a chance and make a change and live. Isn’t time all about that? Funny, here you are never realizing, never surprised by anything, never feeling anything, never responsible, never worried about time, never even bothered. Poof (like using the word a lot I guess) and the next moment you realize, you are surprised by everything, start feeling, you are responsible, worried about time, bothered. Why? Because you have time, time to live it up with somebody perfect and live it up because you found and fell for somebody perfect. This trip has meant more to me than any other I have taken. It has been a wake up call. Bringing my senses back to life, back to time, back to being old me, back to being (touchwood) happy me.
For me time now is the duration belonging to my present life. During this duration, I want to feel, I don’t want to be alone anymore, I want to be responsible, I want to grow up I guess.
Excuse my most arrogant ego, I define ‘Momento’ as; ‘A point of time when life starts and you start living.’
Good morning!
The oxford dictionary defines ‘time’ as ‘duration regarded as belonging to the present life as distinct from the life to come or from eternity…’ Time for me was non existent, not to be bothered with, to be left alone, and senselessly lost.
Almost no dictionaries define the word ‘Momento’.
The time spent at Kashid was the time, which is forever frozen stored in my minds eye. Why? Well there are many reasons, perfect place to visit at the perfect time and with one big perfect somebody to be. Nope, I am not the mushy kind, well not completely, but I did have some moments in time; moments which show how one person feels about the other. It wasn’t touch and go. It was more sublime-al for me. It was there yet not there, like the sand on the beach, loose and for every hole you dig, the water covers it up. It was more of chemistry than words. It was more of looks than touch. It was more expectations than of action. And yet it was clean, profound, trustworthy, loyal, respected and one thing I would have never believed myself saying, much rather writing about it, that it was Eternal. And this time was what I have never before have had with anyone. It was and still is perfect. The astonishing part of it all was, it was least expected and I did not ever bother trying, not because I dint want to; because maybe I dint deserve it. Well I might still not, but I am the selfish kinds, so I’ll take a leap and take a chance and make a change and live. Isn’t time all about that? Funny, here you are never realizing, never surprised by anything, never feeling anything, never responsible, never worried about time, never even bothered. Poof (like using the word a lot I guess) and the next moment you realize, you are surprised by everything, start feeling, you are responsible, worried about time, bothered. Why? Because you have time, time to live it up with somebody perfect and live it up because you found and fell for somebody perfect. This trip has meant more to me than any other I have taken. It has been a wake up call. Bringing my senses back to life, back to time, back to being old me, back to being (touchwood) happy me.
For me time now is the duration belonging to my present life. During this duration, I want to feel, I don’t want to be alone anymore, I want to be responsible, I want to grow up I guess.
Excuse my most arrogant ego, I define ‘Momento’ as; ‘A point of time when life starts and you start living.’
Good morning!
3 comments:
hey.. cant believe is real..so much time has elapsed yet...all still feels perfectly untarnished.. have a nice day.
hey.. cant believe is real..so much time has elapsed yet...all still feels perfectly untarnished.. have a nice day.
cant believe we were so lucky... kashid zindabad!!this place was beyond paradise, a piece of eden, with a brush sroke of reality, so far from people yet a real utopia. diascoverable,when hope had no dictionary meaning but found itself a new description. feeling.
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