helped by small feet’s to wander around in search of grains of food, each small step put forth to get to it’s food. huge gigantic beings move across, sometimes directly towards and sometimes keeping their own distance while going on with the mundane life.
in a corner by the bench, jackpot!! oddly, a being had dropped off grains. one pick at a time, but still the grains do not seem to reduce.
with the wind blowing in, the sounds slowly start to transform from mere noises to repeated noise or rhythm. as the wind blow by, the time comes, the thing that is closed and nuzzled up together is unraveled and unfolded the length and breath become visible. in a swift and gentle movement the wings open up and gets hold of the wind in unison with the rhythm of the wind, the feathers move each time gradually catching hold of more wind and taking itself higher into the upper reaches.
something similar in imagination, seated and glanced upon by a being. a gentle smile and a look which passes on the warmth. the being gentle and kind, more than peaceful with all the things around. as time passes, the comfortable feeling sinks in, there is no harm meant from the being and how ever alien and different, the serenity and tranquility in the being’s presence just keeps increasing.
the world around me evaporates, slowly finding its way to me through each and every pore, without any resistance from me they fill me in. gravity becomes a forgotten entity just as weight does not seem to apply. approached with the hands stretched out, i accept them. all the vapors seem to be in control of this being, as flight becomes a reality. like the pied piper, the music enters and plays along.
in this new world rhythms, sounds, movements, beats each touch and tingle each of the senses. guided, i float and fly across the new world each time slowly building up as i move along as i reach crescendo and each time knocking each of the senses out, only to be reassured by the soothing feel of comfort. just before taking me back to the world, i am slowly eased into a state where meditation, transcendence and mescaline all seem to be the same and then i am back.
odd, abstract and confusing which ever way it be, the music was surreal and ethereal just as reviewed by most and just as i have listened to their songs countless number of times. my first ever band concert, i enjoyed and was just great.
birds of a feather flock together.
a bird leaves, and the flock feels the difference of having two wings less , everything hits a stalemate, stagnation becomes the norm
time being the healer, the flock either gets a new bird or just accepts the change,
everything falls back in place and the rhythym is back
its been a week since the last post, i have been walking jogging running in circles, lines and nearly other possible shapes. all in preparation for the Helsinki city marathon.
defying the very logic in which champion marathoners train.
instead of taking a break from rigorous training during the last 2 weeks before the marathon, i started my training 2 weeks before the marathon. instead of doing a half marathon first, i will be doing a full fledged marathon first up.
stamina, endurance, aching ankle the distance all weighing in their pressure on me, as the day closes on.
i get a flow going, then the ankle kicks in, and i flounder all that i gained, a few rest days later i get back on, only to start over again.
fresh from a bath, with some amount of sleep still lingering around and i am taking my time getting used to the outside world after a long sleep. i am seated on a tram headed towards the city center. to one side is a little child in her pram, looking expectantly at the people around her, and on the other side another slightly grown child fussing about with his toys in hand and in between tuning into the conversation mom and dad are having.
a little unsettled and obliviously playing with a car in his hand while chewing off pieces from it, only for dad to notice and clean his mouth. drowned in a world of his own.
it is quite the opposite on the other side, she was looking around and trying to get some attention from the people standing near by who were busy in their conversation. making faces, smiles, shouts and screeches and occasionally she would get the odd glance but then the conversation continued. mom was also busy on the phone and no one was paying any attention to her. mischievously hiding half behind the pram’s sides, she glances towards the side i am seated. having been quite amused with her till now, i smile back as i close my eyes.
happyness …
a glance, a smile and a some little attention later the look on her face of being noticed. i was holding on to my smile i had got going and i was also happy.
after a good game of hide and seek for some 3 minutes, we reach our destination. mom gets the pram ready to board down, just as she continues the hide and seek game and i play along.
at the other door, an old lady (mid 70’s) says something in Finnish. after “i am sorry” and a puzzled looked,
“she likes you, a lot
did you see her wink and wave at you ?
she is smiling and likes you.”
a photo just for the little child in the tram.
a upcoming cinema star has to make a name for himself by shelling out money on the latest fashion, automotive, cosmetic trend’s just to keep himself in the headlines and splash around the wealth having no other idea how to spend it.
a rock star moment - very much like a newly born filthy rich person, i have been flaunting money. some egging on and some time later, i am supposedly part of the Helsinki city marathon.
covering 42kms, started as an attempt to push the limits towards nearing 21kms (half marathon) without making too much fuss about it. some extension later now its more a complete marathon in mind, with 15 days to train for it.
i am moving,
a movement …surely directed or pointless … ahead ? lateral ? backwards ? unfathomable currently
the waveform is flat for the time being
my friend Sriram finished the New York City half marathon and had sent a mail out about it. out of no where, i found inspiration to do the same even though his previous chat conversation about this plan never got me to think of taking up the half marathon.
the last 2 days, i have been walking/jogging close to 1 hour in the morning and evening as a start towards preparing for the Helsinki city marathon.
the search for ‘half marathon Helsinki’ in google after Sriram’s mail returned links about the Helsinki city marathon to be held on 16th august, 2008. in the site i noticed the registration fee was 75 euro’s - little on the higher side for a person trying the marathon just out of impulse and intuition - so i decided to mail them about my interest to be part of it without having to register, the mail was returned back due to some server problems in the receiving side.
a few enquiry’s later, it was confirmed that non registered participants cannot run the marathon.
what a bummer! i feel a little deflated.
the walking/jogging has been great, since i am able to get some physical exercise and the early morning and evening blood flow going. i will not be stopping this, the now so called preparation, just because i am not planning to participate (never know, may be i might pay up just to give it a try - tomorrow is the last day for registration) in the Helsinki city marathon.
its been nice, inspired, excited and feeling good - feeling bad - feeling deflated and yet feeling good. a waveform of sort i guess.
