Wednesday, July 29, 2009

Do you know him?

The safe confines no longer exist, nor do the safe passage that infused a sense of security in him. Looking back perhaps they never did, just a faint glimmer of them as if a mirage. Yet these castles in air, if one may call them so, allowed him to dream, to hope, to live perhaps. A journey through various landscapes, with different people, through punishment n redemption, through love n hate has brought him far. The boundaries of his world n the real world are fading into oblivion. Standing amongst people rushing to their business, a strange calm envelopes through closed eyes carrying him to a different world... a familiar one. Noise, dust, honks, street hawkers, street urchins, oppressive heat - its all so familiar. As he drifts through this world, he sees a mother seeing off her child at school, a father buying his kid's favourite toy, gets a whiff of the spices and trails of music floating down the corridor. He hears the soft lashes of the river against the boat as the boatman pulls at the oars with the sun setting over the horizon and the cantilever giant being coloured in the hues of the sunset sky. A vibration breaks the reverie. Its quiet again around him. The cars move silently, people talk softly, the air is 'cleaner', the life is 'good'. He sighs at the state of affairs, Looks upwards, higher still till he sees the sky and then walks through those glass doors. He sold everything... everything to be trapped in the cage of steel, concrete and glass.

Meet the man who sold his world.

Do you know him?

7 comments:

sayrem said...

he is me of the future.
except that he wouldn't have sold his world, just bartered it for a better bargain.

Phoenix said...

:(

it can be her too cant it?

Vinni said...

i loved the way you put it in words, and the last line! i think there is a bit of cobain in all of us!

Sumit said...

@sayrem: ah!! you think so do you? in that case, we shall talk after you have crossed the bridge. :)

@phoenix: very much so.

@vinni: oh well, there is. the effects of kurt cannot be washed off in a lifetime. but then the last line has more to do with david bowie than cobain (oh yes, cobain only did a cover :))

Preeti Shenoy said...

who is this lost man? :P :)
Cheers
preeti

Aditya said...

He is the one affected by life in order to live a 'good life'. I read a line at the end of some forward mail... it just said " I had a life before. Now I have a computer and a cubicle" ..Guess this holds true for this man! :)

shooting star said...

he sold his world in hope and dreams of a better world..a paradise..but paradise doesnt exist...except in his dreams!!!