Sunday, May 6, 2012

Because I love the unknown.

Life underground is full of darkness, except for a few occasional blue and red that flash past me as I pass; And a few stations, where people come and people go. Otherwise, life underground is a constant run on the track, along parallel electric cables stapled to the concrete walls, whom I dare not touch in fear of losing a limb and skin. It's quiet underground, devoid of the cycles of day and night. Even the compass is as bewildered as me, agitated, and furiously oscillating, fretting over its inability to find its pole star. There was a time when it'd find its pole star irrespective of time. Time, is all it is also counting on, to re-emerge on the surface. I empathize, and suddenly it constantly points at me. But, I am just a runner, somebody tell this to the compass. The mantle is where we all are lurking. Sometimes, a repairman comes along with his big lights and fine machines, and walks like he knows what he is doing. I am inclined to follow him out. 'But I am just a runner', this is what he tells. Just because he knows the way out doesn't mean he knows where it ends, he is just as lost as me, only that his scope is a little wider. Or so he tells. We're all runners, the compass, the cables, a repairman, and me, and we don't know where we are headed. We just run forward because...


Giribala said...

Nice! Abstract musings....

Wings of Harmony said...

Because we all are runners... :) :)

Like Guinea pigs on a wheel - like the hands of a clock, like the cycle of day and night - we move. For what? For the Unknown. Beautiful, BA. You have me stunned with your thoughts and words. Brilliant!

Blessed Be!

⁂ܓVållῐ ⁂ܓ☺ said...

Beautifully penned random thoughts!

Sarah malik said...

because there is no end :)
random musings..beautiful!


the other side of me said...

yup agree..we all are runners..running towards nowhere

I'm bewildered as the compass too

nil said...

Because and only because a run is what's become of us, and running is what we do :)

Interesting read, Blasphemous!

Rohini said...

BLUE HEAVENS!! You leave me speechless.. every single time!!!

Carnett Rose said...

Because that is all we can do. To stop running is to cease living altogether.

As always, your post is sublime and thought-provoking. Nice read. :D

Nirati said...

I don't know what to say,except for that :]

Blasphemous Aesthete said...

Thank You!

Thank You :)

Thank You!

But there is, one :)

We're not running to nowhere, but somewhere we don't know. It's unknown, not non-existent.

Yes :)

Many thanks :)

Stand back for a while and gaze, you'll know what it is like :)

Thank You, I don't have any word substitution for that either :)

Suruchi said...

And has there been a finer allegory for life and its struggles, for people and perceptions, for light at the end of the tunnel and those who profess to show it?

For fears within and realizations without:-)
Will we ever be able to come to the surface?

Great read as always Anshul.

Alka Gurha said...

True, we are all running a mad race to nowhere!

Sam B said...

Nice read Blasphemous; To running forward :)

inquisitive-life said...


An implicit Post.

Thou running so fast but still at them same place. It's relation of resolutions & revolutions of life.

Brilliant Read.

Perspectives said...

The tunnel; We run because we want to get out?

Or few enjoy the darkness, and they run a relay race :P

Purba said...

But when we run, we meet some, we lose some, we experience and build up a stack of memories.

Always a pleasure to read your beautiful musings, Anshul.

Bhargavi Kashyap said...

And i had a constant smile through out :)

Saru Singhal said...

We have, thats the way of life. Lovely abstract.

Blasphemous Aesthete said...

Life underground, it is like that, as you tell it is :)


@Sam B
Thank you, how are you?

@Inquisitive Life

Thank You :)

We're all runner, now now, aren't we? :)

Thank You madame :)

I am glad for those moments the smile lingered on your lips :)


Zeebs said...

We're all runners. Too true. Time is slipping, we are running, life is moving. So much.

Jyoti Mishra said...

nt an ordinary race... its full of obstructions n stations n halts.. !!
loved the way u described it :)

Vivek said...

Life its a race ..those who pace their inning better ..end on the right desti .. and the those who just run because they have no choice just ends in the middle and deviates from the actual ..path and etc ... the thing that really matter is life what one wants ..and what one does to achieve ...that ..and whats that medium is ...

PhilO♥ said...

We tend to run away from even the tiniest things, but then again, the shadows of the underground follow us. And when it catches us, there is no escape.
It's better to stop, turn back and find our way out. But then again, it's easier said than done, eh?
Was such a relatable post. Was fast moving and the examples you used of the compass, the repair man.. The way you formed it all was really amazing.

SuKupedia ™ :) :) said...

thought provoking i would say.. i am still thinking about the because part :) :).. very well penned as usual :)

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