At times get so irritated of the fast paced life and all the easy knowledge sharing in these times.. Would have loved to live a lazy life, which must have been the norm 2 centuries back.
Would hav loved to roam around doing nothing, appreciating the beauty of Architecture, Nature, People…. Instead all I am left is the Concrete jungle where even if the architecture is b’ful, it doesnt invoke the same feelings of serenity and peace which old buildings bring up… It all seems so fast paced and glittery.. If we look at the historical buildings, they are mostly in pastel whereas we have all the glittery glass walls and oh so catchy colours.
Things are moving as far away as possible from ease and peace. Talking about nature in poetry seems to be such a drag coz almost all of us are so far away from nature in true sense, its corrupted with modernity, only difference lies in the level of corruption. I can imagine houses with high ceilings and rooms big enough to fit a modern house inside them, where you arent burdened with all the information flow at any odd hour of the day. You wont be having mobile phones beeping, no computers with internet bogging you with anything happening around the world, every minute of the day. A time and place, where you could sit in peace, in harmony with yourself and your surroundings and where you can sit and close yourself and your mind from all the disturbances which shred all the beautiful thoughts in your mind.
Wish I could also have written the line
“I HEARD a thousand blended notes,
While in a grove I sate reclined,”
(from the poem “Lines written in Early Spring”)
just like Wordsworth said some 200 years back, instead all I (or any poet of this age, am not comparing myself with Wordsworth)can say is:
“I heard a thousand speakers all blaring
While in a room I sat in front of the computer”
I am not saying that the thousand blaring speakers are playing something irritating, its the music which I like, music which soothes me when I am depressed, which excites me, music which makes me swing with joy, something which calms me when I am excited and nervous
but it is not the thousand blended notes of nature, it isnt the natural sound, it seems like its only this music which can provide me with such varied emotions, I wanna feel these emotions when I am sitting alone in the folds of nature with no artificial sound to disturb me.
So many times i feel like walking around just observing things, the trees, the nature around me and buildings seem to fit the scene but somehow all the disturbance created by the humans just doesnt fit in the scene. It feels like I am walking in a field of all good things which gets disturbed by all such things. Even when it comes to buildings I cant stand looking at the modern ones just the old ones which I can appreciate in peace.
Imagining this scene gives me so much peace and immense pleasure which no modern day comfort gives.
May be its my ever present desire of being laid back or may be its just something else but this is at times like this I feel that all this corporate jargon is not for me. The reason I loved Goa was (of course I loved the booze and girls there) the homes, the scene at the place. There for one of the very rare times in my life, I saw houses that I would love to live in, simple houses (though it might be very hard for me, now that I am used to living this resource rich life) but this is the type of thing I would like tor
Everybody wants to do things they love and living a life where I could be at peace with nature, where I could keep writing stuff, where I could ponder over things is what I would want to do but can I ever muster enough courage to do this… I hope I do but I think not!
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