Circle

These Red, Blue Jeeps Are The Same Or Are They Not?

Absurd Prose
In Dharamshala, Himachal Pradesh, India.
Image by Aditya Thakur

The Red Jeep said to the Blue Jeep that it was late. What is the point of hurrying if you don’t know where you are going, replied the Blue Jeep.

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Sure the circle is round and the track is wide, beautiful vistas stretched within and beyond me, prints are taken, but the journey is not free. 

What is the price you ask? It is different for everybody. Though ultimately all agree to pay, and thus the journey begins. 

But someone must know where I have reached. This guy in blue safety helmet might reveal. 

Hey! Hey! Hey-hey! The man replied not, real the man was not, it was all plastic, just an image. It bounced off voices and that was enough for many. Still is.  

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The Red Jeep asked the Blue Jeep that if it followed the echoes or not. What is the point of following an echo when you can’t hear your own voice, replied the Blue Jeep.  


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Reflection

How brilliant it is that we can time travel? The art of storytelling can take us anywhere we want.
 
Recently, I met Scout and Jem in America; it was the unforgettable 1940s then. While I got to know their daily routine and the way they spent their summer holidays, I realised that it wasn’t much different from the way I and my brother spent ours.
 
Of course, the fact that we were brought up here in India, our games, and our ways were a bit different but the spirit was the same.
 
And who cares about the dry, old facts when feelings rule high?
 
‘To Kill a Mockingbird’ is wonderfully written and is a complete circle. The events start and hold your attention throughout.
 
You reach the end and find that you, along with Scout, have drawn a circle, a perfect one.
 
Though you wish to read more and know more, after keeping the book down you are left to ponder upon a great number of things just like one feels after a revelation.
 
Time flies so fast and gives us an impression of change but what changes and what doesn’t remain uncertain.
 
To me, this novel shares a feeling that things might appear to but they don’t actually change.
 
In fact, things just shift from one level to the other.
 
But wait, all of this is more powerful than one can think. We still want to hear what Scout has to say.
 
Her story remains as engaging as it was for the people back then.
 
This is what a soulful story does, it continues and flies and sometimes even time travels.
 
First edition cover. [Source – Wikipedia Commons]

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The Circle

Peace within.
Image – Pixabay.

We need to listen. We need to understand.  

Calm yourself, close your eyes. Meditate. A vibration hits you. A circle is formed and your closed eyes can see it; luminous circle at the centre, full of life.

Don’t allow your mind to trick you and take you on a sensuous ride. Be wholly in that centre. Feel it.

Realise it and you’ll come to know the vastness of the universe, the music that the silence plays and the serenity present in every colour.

This experience will make you sublime.

You’ll then have a bit of universe, a bit of silent music and a bit of every colour in you.  

At peace, you’ll make peace.  

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Meditation is one of the greatest arts in life – perhaps the greatest, and one cannot possibly learn it from anybody, that is the beauty of it.

It has no technique and therefore, no authority.

Jiddu Krishnamurti

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Thinking How

The door is open
It was always open
I realised so late
I was building another gate
The gate took me in a circle
I walked in the circle
Round and round went the circle
Giddy circle
I tried coming out
I came out
There was a shop I never saw before
It offered fancy sweets and more
I ate some and stood there for long
Then I noticed the open door and heard a song
The shop disappeared
Everything cleared
At the open door now
I am thinking how…