Posts Tagged ‘present’

The river

May 1, 2017

Rush,rush, rush…
Around me, the seconds flow past
The minutes fly
The hours march,
The months creep slowly.
I hardly feel the year’s progress
Into the lap of what-has-been.
I live in the present…
That’s a conondrum
As with every ticking second
My present becomes the past.
As I sit here, writing,
My heart starts the next beat.
I take my next breath.
I am not what I was
When I first thought of writing this.
What a relentless river Time is.

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Time passed…..

July 21, 2011

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Time passes
In the sweep of the second hand
Across the face of the clock,
In the unobstrusive click of the pulsing
Of the quartz crystals
Or the electronic pulse
Of my digital watch.

The petals on the lilies
That I brought home
Detach themselves gently, and fall.
The buds slowly open, holding the promise
Of beauty, that the fading flowers have passed.

Tomorrow, I’ll be gone from here.
But the heady aroma of the lilies
And tomorrow’s buds
Will remain, and be a reminder
Of my presence in this house.

The present inexorably slips into the past.
The future slips into being,
Becoming now, instead of later.

The enjoyment of the lovely scent of the lilies
Now…now..and storing it away in my memory
Is my way of conquering Time…

Tomorrow I will see the lilies in my mind’s eye.
Today, my senses take it all in.
Tomorrow, in my mind and heart,
I’ll open these memories,
And relive them again.

I bathe myself in the running river of Time…
Each moment a fleeting caress:
Building memories, some remembered, some not.
Since I started writing this,
A few more petals have fallen….

Past, present, and future….

May 3, 2011

Here’s a nice image of the past and the present, juxtaposed…

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This was right next to Ranga Shankara, where I had gone to watch the end-of-workshop presentation that the children were doing for their parents and others. The mural is of a Yakshagana artiste, with his colourful headgear…. a popular art form in the past. The present is the increased pace of life, represented by the automobile. This car is the Maruti Alto. The Maruti car company truly brought car ownership to the masses in India.

And what happens when the past, and the present, inevitably, melt into the future? Here’s what will take one to the hereafter:

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We love to euphemise, so this is termed (on the back of the vehicle) a “Vaikunta Yatra Vehicle” (Vehicle to travel to heaven)! On the side, though, in Kannada, is written, “uchita shava sAgisuva vAhanA” (free vehicle to transport a corpse)! That seems very matter-of-fact….

That was a slice of life in J P Nagar…all the tenses, co-existing peacefully, within the space of a few yards!

Flowers in forgotten books…

October 11, 2007

After my post on Shivaji theatre,kshah said that after something has outlived its usefulness, it is better that it is replaced by the next, more useful thing.

That brings me to the “kitAb mein phool” debate.

When you find a flower pressed in the pages of a long-forgotten book…memories come rushing back in a torrent, some which have been buried so long that you didn’t *know* you remembered those things.

But what is nostalgia? Isn’t it the memories associated with that pressed flower, and not the flower itself? But you need the flower to bring back those memories…

“The old order changeth, yielding place to new”, wrote Tennyson, and he used these thought-provoking words, “lest one good custom corrupt the world”. He certainly made a valid point there. What was correct and apt some time ago may be irrelevant today, and indeed, harmful sometimes. So many things are relics of history, which should fade away with history…

But there is the great value, too, of what is old, inherited, tradtional and venerable. We pride ourselves as a land of ancient culture and unbroken traditions.

So…how does one separate the wheat from the chaff? What to let go of, what to hold on to? We may think that we are the only ones facing this dilemma…but I am sure every generation must have thought about it too. Here again is a dichotomy..on the one hand, one tends to assume that rapid change is something that is only happening in the present time…and yet, there is also a tendency to think that evolution and change have already finished happening that history is something that happened before we were born. Witness the vanity of those who started categorizing art and fiction , and called the art and fiction of their time “modern”…”modern” joined the pages of history, too, and now we have to classify things as “post-modern”…what will we do thirty years from now, I wonder!

Well..an eternal debate…a good example is the excellent road from Bangalore to Hosur. Once (well, not too long ago) it was a lovely but not very wide road, shaded on both sides by majestic trees. Obviously a broader road was needed, and today, a really good road DOES exist (never mind the extreme difficulties that the road-users have undergone, *that* is a separate topic.)So…what is good? The beauty, the serenity of the old road? The efficiency, the good construction of the new road? I am hard put to decide.

The past or the future? Perhaps all of us should be Janus, after all…with one face looking each way, and mixing both in the present.

kshah…your thoughts, please, because it was your comment that made me think about this.