Thursday, November 03, 2005

Set The Alarm Clock...

There were many passengers on board. Different colors, languages, feelings & ambitions were floating in the scene. Some were talking about their attractive neighbors, some preferred to take a nap, others seemed to be staring at the horizon while they hid their blindness behind the sunglasses of negligence. There were those who had started reading the signs around though but the majority were just following the tracks with their gloomy eyes. Suddenly the fully-awake stranger shouted: “can you please stop this planet? I will get off here…

13 comments:

Farzad said...

Hi Omid -
Nice post!
Sometimes, I feel like shouting the same line too.
Cheers :)

ChittyChittyBangBang! said...

Don't we all feel like that sometimes?
Modern life is so stressfull, there is so much to do, so much we have to do and so much we have not done yet. Ppl, family, job... and that is only one's own life.
One still has to deal with the peripheral issues of those around us. What a complicated matrix is it not?
Doc, if you find out how to stop this "planet", let me know? I think I'll join you.

Hydra said...

May ik complicate things a bit more? i would suppose that the passengers would not all assume fixed roles through out the trip. The person who is taking a nap, may wake up and start reading the signs. Or the one who shouts may finally realize there are no stations on the way, and put on his glasses instead.

My interpretation is that all passengers are equal. The same destiny is awaiting them all. So why bother reading the signs or shouting "stop". Chill.... take a nap!!

Dr O2 said...

Farzad - Our time is som limited one always wonders to shout or just keep things quiet and mind his/her own business :-)

Chitty - I have found myself in all those situations. It is the way our lives & interests change which forces us to one category perhaps. Yet when the pressure is mounting & the distractions fade away, what remains is the shouting option :-)

Hydra - excellent take! that's exactly it. They are all in transition from one state to another... it is just a matter of time when they find themselves in a different situation & take other roles...

David said...

I often think that most people are quite ignorant about what is really going on in the world. They hide themselves from reality in various ways. Some loose themselves in religious beliefs. Others turn on with drugs and drop out. Still others are so lost in the pursuit of selfish desires that they simply haven't the time or the empathy to see the world through another's eyes. Sometimes, I feel like I would like to move to some other world, too! However, there are good people in this world, and if I stick around long enough, I am sure to meet many more of them. :) Also, I know that the world can be changed for the better, especially if enough of us work together toward that goal!

me said...

Very "little Prince"-ish ;)

Frank said...

Hey Omid:
This post reminded me of "Stop the World I wanna get off" phrase.

Dr O2 said...

David - well exactly that is how most people act but there are still enough worthy people to live for :-) yet it is somehow disappointing to c humanity fails to act as a unit.

me - I have always wanted to read that book but now I have become curious to read it fast. Will buy it today :-)

Frank - hmmm... that beats me. where is the phrase used?

Frank said...

The phrase literally means:
I am tired of life... sometimes being used jokingly.

LiVEwiRe said...

I've been looking for Life's pause button for many, many years. I'm beginning to think that we aren't really meant to find it.

Dr O2 said...

Frank - oh tnx. I thought it is a phrase from a book or a movie :"> Learnt a nu phrase :-)

Livewire - yep perhaps we are to continue till the very end...

jarvenpa said...

There is a poem by a poet who lived in California way down the coast, Robinson Jeffers, called something like The Deer Lay Down Their Bones. It came to mind as I read this post of yours (not that you have deer in it!). Jeffers wrote it when he was aging (in his late 60's) and his wife had died and the world looked very grim. In it he talks of finding a beautiful place where the deer go to die & his longing to simply lay down his own bones--but no. He writes: "...who drinks the wine/Should take the dregs; even in the bitter lees and sediment/New discover may lie. The deer in that beautiful place/lay down their bones; I must wear mine."
Thank you for your thoughtprovoking and sensitive posts.

Anonymous said...

I just seated when this story ended!