THE TIME MECHINE
Spent hours to diagnose of what has happened to me,
search out several and several sites and pages to find the answer of my quest.
On one site the question of time travel was the hot topic. The flooded answers
with abstruse logic and crave for perfection was everywhere. I realized it was
not only I paranoid with this syndrome but many more. One more incident of
today’s morning appeared before me; I was trying to connect my headphone with
my phone however my headphone is not compatible with my phone. Despite several
attempt to connect it I failed, I gave up the idea of listening my favorite
music. Though it was a normal routine to me and everybody would suggest
changing either one but perhaps that’s not the answer I am looking for. We
don’t have choices every time or at time we never wish to. It’s just like
travelling with flat tyre though you are sure you cannot go very far yet you
don’t have the extra one.
One more practical and realistic incident appeared
before me when one of my friend received a court summon on his anniversary day
for divorce. He felt flabbergasted and so do I. I know him and his wife for
years and I could never sense it. I wonder why their marriage didn’t work. The
love has gone and so with compassion and feeling. Separation indeed is a tough
decision to pursue and after couple of hearing court rejected the plea and advised
to compromise. Unlike many Indian family and friends we applauded the decision
and expected a new beginning. But perhaps the miseries of all gone by months
never faded and a fray between before marriage and after marriage quo started.
Years passed and he still repents for court’s
decision; the better it had been if they separated. They are bound to live
together, to share the same flat moreover the social and economical
responsibility but not the feeling and love.
Compromise is good provided it serves the true meaning but not the ego
of anyone.
Time travelling is good provided we can cherish the
good memories not the souvenir of miseries. Compatibility and compassion are
the only things for a perfect relation. I wish I could make this out to the
world and maybe we don’t require a time machine to change our past. We have few
good things to share with family and friends. Our memories are like old
childhood photo album and every time when you open it; it should spread a smile
on your face.
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