Begin at Walmart, keeping it on the left, go straight until you find a cross-road and then take a right there. Keep going until the dead-end and the road turns towards left, so you too HAVE to. Keep going until you again find the road turning towards left and so on. This way stay driving and you finally find Walmart back on your right hand side. With a small amount of exaggeration, there you made a city tour of Starkville in not more than half-an-hour. That's the city I live in. It is cute as it is small. No worries, no loud honks blasting your ear-drums, no traffic jams, (no public transportation system too, that's a different thing!) no place has an appearance other than green, almost no place other than Mississippi State University. Like I already told you before, silence here is not simply boring but sometimes it is 'heartlessly' killing. Occasionally, you find some twisters and tornadoes and ice storms throwing a gesture on you like "hey dude, what's up!" I felt it is the right place to live in if you have unending intentions of performing research, because performing research involves reading two kinds of books. One, those you have been reading from your sixth grade, and two, those you have never heard of.
If I have to tell you the limits of my city, there is a lake in one corner of the city and Walmart on the other end. I sometimes think, did I actually reach USA or the pilot dropped me somewhere on a land as he was exhausted of flying non-stop for more than 14 hours, like I was. But I still find that the USA (or just Starkville, I am yet to know that.) has not yet developed as much as India is. They don't have any 'Chai-bandis' on the road-sides, forget them during the day, not even in the nights. Remember our country, there were many days when I used to have a very very hot sip of tea at around 3 early in the morning (I don't like many for this reason, please call this time as night, it sounds much more beautiful, isn't it?). Is this the same all over the country? My friends from different states will answer this.
In my view, there is only one huge or rather considerable difference between India and Starkville. There, you are forced to feel the presence of people around you. Here, you have to work really hard to feel the same. Despite all the drawbacks, I like this place, I would have loved it if I were here with "my" people.
Thursday, December 27, 2007
Sunday, December 23, 2007
What I don't understand...
Time is the school in which we learn, Time is the fire in which we burn. - Delmore Schwartz.
What I really don't understand is, the way life moves on and on, day in and day out, especially when I have no plans for a day. I might have realized the importance of planning a schedule for the day-about-to-begin in a couple of hours, after I started to live in this foreign land. No one around me ever cares what I am and why I am here or for that matter, anything about my existence in this world. How wrong it is to have got used to living like a baby that is spoon-fed every moment by someone or the other like a mother or a life partner, and to have acquainted a place all of a sudden where you get to hear a dog barking maybe once in a month. There must be a serious purpose behind the God's creation of silence on earth. Something like Einstein's Relativity, silence is a relative term, I guess. When there is no space for any more thoughts in your mind as it is completely occupied, what mind genuinely needs is, perhaps, silence. But, if it is like the so called 'idle brain', then the biggest rivalry seems as if it never perishes between a mind and silence.
All that I am talking here may convince the reader that I am usually victorious in handling time when I have many things to do and think about. That is rather a wilder task in my view. Again, talking about the relativity of this fourth dimension, time; one can say, if one is responsible to answer someone about the work assigned, that is exactly when time comes into picture like a needle pricking you at regular intervals of time. Probably, this is the reason that someone said, be the whole and soul boss of your own self. Because, if you have a boss other than yourself, then time is the only God who can save you. Anyways, I wanted to start, you can say, to practice my writing skills with my biggest incapability which I am failing indisputably to get rid of. One can comment on this if one has any ideas for me to achieve this goal of getting rid of being unable to manage time.
What I really don't understand is, the way life moves on and on, day in and day out, especially when I have no plans for a day. I might have realized the importance of planning a schedule for the day-about-to-begin in a couple of hours, after I started to live in this foreign land. No one around me ever cares what I am and why I am here or for that matter, anything about my existence in this world. How wrong it is to have got used to living like a baby that is spoon-fed every moment by someone or the other like a mother or a life partner, and to have acquainted a place all of a sudden where you get to hear a dog barking maybe once in a month. There must be a serious purpose behind the God's creation of silence on earth. Something like Einstein's Relativity, silence is a relative term, I guess. When there is no space for any more thoughts in your mind as it is completely occupied, what mind genuinely needs is, perhaps, silence. But, if it is like the so called 'idle brain', then the biggest rivalry seems as if it never perishes between a mind and silence.
All that I am talking here may convince the reader that I am usually victorious in handling time when I have many things to do and think about. That is rather a wilder task in my view. Again, talking about the relativity of this fourth dimension, time; one can say, if one is responsible to answer someone about the work assigned, that is exactly when time comes into picture like a needle pricking you at regular intervals of time. Probably, this is the reason that someone said, be the whole and soul boss of your own self. Because, if you have a boss other than yourself, then time is the only God who can save you. Anyways, I wanted to start, you can say, to practice my writing skills with my biggest incapability which I am failing indisputably to get rid of. One can comment on this if one has any ideas for me to achieve this goal of getting rid of being unable to manage time.
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