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This way and That…

September 28, 2011 Leave a comment Go to comments

So, imagine this. You’re walking on this road. Just you. All alone. You cannot turn back. You cannot sit down. You have nowhere else to go. You have nowhere to turn. And so, you must walk the direction you’re walking in.

And then you see a vehicle coming at you. You move out of the way. As you continue on, you see another. And another. And yet another. And then one comes towards you. And so, you change lanes. And wave at the vehicle as it passes by. No sweat. You’re still on your way. You know you want to get to the end of this road. To find your destination. Or maybe just a rest-stop. Where you can take a break. Rest. Recuperate. Rejuvenate.

And so you keep at it. Move out of the way. This way and that, as more and more vehicles come your way. It gets a little tougher, but you’re strong. You can deal with it. You’re still on your way.

And the longer you keep at it, the bigger the vehicles get. The faster they get. And the quicker they arrive. It feels like a videogame. Only, it is not a videogame. You cannot turn it off and leave. There is no second chance. And so you dodge. Faster. Quicker. This way, and that. You just need to get to the end of the road…

This way and that… There is no respite. No break. You’re tired now. Your legs hurt. But you are doing all you can. Doing all you can to stay alive. You concentrate. Just a little further and you’ll cross this. And there will be time to rest. There is still hope.

Bigger, faster, quicker. And you’re hurting now. Hungry. Thirsty. Tired. Bruised. Your feet are lead. Your eyes are runny. You are walking, dodging, still moving this way and that. Only barely. Only by instinct. Only because evolution has ingrained in you that indefatigable desire to preserve yourself. And you start to wonder if this road will ever end. If the vehicles will ever stop coming at you. If you will be able to stop without being run over. If the only way to rest is to stop and be run over…

You’re battered, bruised, and broken. You’re one step away from giving up. And you see… the end…

Categories: experiment, life, Ramble
  1. September 28, 2011 at 00:48

    “You are walking, dodging, still moving this way and that. Only barely. Only by instinct.”

    It’s like you took every thought in my head and put it down here. How’d you do that?

    • P
      September 28, 2011 at 13:26

      I have a psychic following you all the time…

      Either that, or I got lucky 🙂

  2. October 11, 2011 at 16:12

    !!It was really nice to meet ya Pawan and it was gud to be thr at the blogger’s meet for the first tym..
    try checking out my blog and commenting regularly..Would luv to hear ur views..Am following ya expecting u to return the favour someday!!

    my movie link:

    • P
      October 11, 2011 at 18:39

      :). Likewise, dear sir. Your blog has been earmarked for reading. As soon as the hectic work-schedule permits me. 🙂

  3. October 11, 2011 at 16:28

    I read this post, ran to my fridge, drank water and took deep breath. Nicely written 🙂

    • P
      October 11, 2011 at 18:40

      Very interesting reaction :). Thanks GB.

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