"Do you know how there are moments when the world moves so slowly you can feel your bones shifting, your mind tumbling ? When you think that no matter what happens to you for the rest of your life, you will remember every last detail of that one minute forever ? "
- Jodi Picoult, Nineteen Minutes.
Everyone of us have savoured such moments... It maybe a glance of a stranger, the pronunciation of a certain word, the depth of a certain phrase, those few moments that have just a bit more resonance than other moments.. Those moments which makes us forget ourself.. All that exists of it in our memory is the feeling of how the moment felt, we being the object... It maybe someone whispering "We have won" after a tough, strenuous competition; it may be a brush of someone's little finger against yours; it maybe holding somebody's gaze for longer than usual; it maybe a memory of a speech that made the whole school stop for a while; it may be a retention of unexpected, unintentional balloon shower on you... The eternal moments I call them. They stay in a different world, in a more peaceful higher layer of universe.
And if we were to collect these small moments in a notebook and save them over a period of months we would see certain trends emerge from our collection—certain voices would emerge that have been trying to speak through us, to us. We would realize that we have been having another life altogether; one we didn't even know existed inside us. And maybe this other life is more important than the one we think of as being real—this clunky day-to-day world of furniture and noise and metal. So just maybe it is these small silent moments which are the true story-making events of our lives. Maybe these moments are the ones Paulo Coelho was talking about in The Alchemist when he said the world talks to us, the universe guides us. The flashes which occur for a reason, which guide us, the higher moments which help us in the way of life, on the path of our destiny.
- Jodi Picoult, Nineteen Minutes.
Everyone of us have savoured such moments... It maybe a glance of a stranger, the pronunciation of a certain word, the depth of a certain phrase, those few moments that have just a bit more resonance than other moments.. Those moments which makes us forget ourself.. All that exists of it in our memory is the feeling of how the moment felt, we being the object... It maybe someone whispering "We have won" after a tough, strenuous competition; it may be a brush of someone's little finger against yours; it maybe holding somebody's gaze for longer than usual; it maybe a memory of a speech that made the whole school stop for a while; it may be a retention of unexpected, unintentional balloon shower on you... The eternal moments I call them. They stay in a different world, in a more peaceful higher layer of universe.
And if we were to collect these small moments in a notebook and save them over a period of months we would see certain trends emerge from our collection—certain voices would emerge that have been trying to speak through us, to us. We would realize that we have been having another life altogether; one we didn't even know existed inside us. And maybe this other life is more important than the one we think of as being real—this clunky day-to-day world of furniture and noise and metal. So just maybe it is these small silent moments which are the true story-making events of our lives. Maybe these moments are the ones Paulo Coelho was talking about in The Alchemist when he said the world talks to us, the universe guides us. The flashes which occur for a reason, which guide us, the higher moments which help us in the way of life, on the path of our destiny.
Sometimes there are moments of realisation, of realising that you are gifted, you are a way better than millions out there, when finally it dawns on you that it's time to let go, that you are futilely dodging around a relation. Then moments of truth.. When you have to take a hard decision on the side of minimum cons, when you are out of your denial and accept you have been cheated, or you are alone on the path you have chosen..
These are the small minion lives of your whole life.. Each one bringing in a different experience.. Its after 21 years that I have realised that these are the experiences that need to be penned down, that need to be understood consciously than enjoying just reliving those without understanding it's implication. Even if significance of some of these moments is decoded, it would be easier and more meaningful than treading along in life. No, not necessary all of these have some message, but yes, each has it's own beauty. So next time, you meet "some of these moments", wait for the moment to sink.. Afterall these are the moments worth living.. :) !!
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