Flying 36,000 feet above the ground the world below seemed
microscopic. With earphones plugged in my ears, originally to keep me from listening
to a very annoying man sitting next to me who had started snoring before the
seat belt sign had been turned on, I passed between worlds all of which were in
my head. As I looked outside the window,
it was pitch black. Acres and acres of nothingness. I transcend into a
philosophical mood wondering where my life is heading, when I’ll do something I
truly love or rather when I will even find out what my calling is and live that
mystical perfect life.
As I was lost in my
thoughts, looking out into the nothingness, I noticed a small flicker of yellow
outside my window. It was so puny that it seemed like a firefly, just floating
out there separated from the swarm. However almost immediately the swarm did
come and within a matter of seconds all you can see out of the window, all that
way down below is yellow. A small city is passing me by, 36,000 feet below,
lakhs of people there and it’s a exhilarating feeling and it made me introspect
at the same time.
Here I was wondering
about problems in my life which now suddenly felt petty. I could see beneath me
a place with so many people who probably are going about their business
regardless of the problems they may be facing. A yellow dot may reflect a car
going on the road where a wife has to leave the house for work without
resolving the fight she was just involved in with her loved ones, because that
could wait but the meeting she had could not. A dot may also be a house with a
family living in it where the husband was probably planning a surprise meal for
his wife and wondering whether to bake the potatoes or to boil them. It made me
a think whether the problem is a minute one or a colossal one; tide and time
stop for no one, so why should we not keep moving on?
It was like those
fleeting lights were in cahoots to make me realize that I really have no need
to be so sombre about my life. I being a huge believer in positive thinking,
thought to myself, good times will come only if I believe they will. The lines
from the movie ‘Zindagi Na Milegi Dobara’ rang in my head.
“Jab Jab Dard Ka
badal chahya
Jab jab gham ka sehra
lehraya
Jab jab aansu palko
tak laaya
Jab Ye tanha dil
ghabraya
Humne dil ko samjhaya
Dil aakhir tu kyu
rota hai ?
Yeh jo gehre sannate
hain
Waqt ne sabko baatein
hain.
Thora gham hai sabka
qissa
Thori dhoop hai sabka hissa
Har pal ek naya
mausam hai
Kyun tu aise pal
khota hai
Dil aakhir tu kyu
rota hai ”
The air hostess
asking me if I would like something briefly distracted me and brought me back
to this world momentarily before I was
back again in my own world. Its not as if everytime I look out I delve into my
thoughts, I have always been a very quiet person (unless with friends and in
the mood to fool around, then I am quite the opposite) and that silence hits it
peak during journeys. Since childhood I have hated sleeping during traveling.
Once travelling by
road to Udaipur, which was a 12 hour journey back then, I loved looking out at
the forts along the way wondering what battles were fought there ( I am a
history geek so all the more reason to wonder), or when I saw a mandir on top
of the hill I used to wonder what mythological tale lies behind that mandir ,
maybe lighting struck there, or perhaps a god once traversed those paths.
During that particular journey I know for a fact that all I said during those
14 hours was the occasional yes or no and of course informing my dad when I
needed to pee. For me the cliche, "the journey is more important than the destination", has always and will always be quite literally true.
Anyway, I returned
to my thoughts following this brief trip down memory lane. I was a little more
hopeful of my not so bad situation. I had been through a lot of mental and
emotional turmoil recently and its taken a toll on me in more ways than one. A
switch had been flipped inside my head and made me a little crazy to be honest
and everything did seem hollow and I had lost sight of who I truly was and
somehow that feeling of putting on a mask everytime with someone was very
taxing.
“Why fret what’s
going to happen
If nothing else,
experiences will happen.
Look into a teary eye
sometime
A hidden smile is
bound to happen.”