Hum Intezar Karenge....
"Hum Intezar Karenge, Tera Qayamat Tak,
Khuda Kare Ki, Qayamat Ho, Aur Tu Aaye"
(I'll wait for you till the end of the world. May the dooms-day come soon and so do you)
No. I am not saying this to my girlfriend. Not even to the next raise. Not even to the next sleazy movie from Meghna "Hawas" Naidu or Yash Raj Films. Not even to the cab, or the next holiday season.
I am saying this to my UPS parcel, the status of which, I have been checking every half an hour for the last 3 days.
To be true, the date given by the carrier is still one day ahead. Most probably they'll deliver when they said they will. No cribs but the agony of wait.
To make matters worse, they told me that the parcel had landed up in San Pablo, about 59 miles away, two days back. Assuming they deliver the parcel tomorrow, I won't have any grounds to crib - they'd be delivering when they promised. But why on earth should 59 miles take 3 days to cover?
They say rattlesnake is the most dangerous serpent. Probably true, but let me assert that "WAIT-le snake" is no less. It bites, it chews, it munches and it eats. And it is heartless.
I mean, almost all of us have waited from something or the other. Infact, more than that, all of us are presently waiting for something or the other. Some for Friday, some for the next product release, some for the next meeting with the VC, some for Christmas, some for the next Indo-Pak war, some for peace and happiness, some for enough money so that they can actually start doing what they really love and so on.
Wait makes one anxious as well as creates anticipation for future - but the darkest part of wait is that it takes the focus away from the current moment in time and space. You start living in an imagined future while letting go of the present, forsaking the pleasures the present has to offer, refusing to learn the lessons present teaches and saying no to life in the here and now. Whereas, the only truth is that here and now is all you have got.
After all, no one in Hiroshima or WTC would have ever thought that the next Friday will never come for them.
Khuda Kare Ki, Qayamat Ho, Aur Tu Aaye"
(I'll wait for you till the end of the world. May the dooms-day come soon and so do you)
No. I am not saying this to my girlfriend. Not even to the next raise. Not even to the next sleazy movie from Meghna "Hawas" Naidu or Yash Raj Films. Not even to the cab, or the next holiday season.
I am saying this to my UPS parcel, the status of which, I have been checking every half an hour for the last 3 days.
To be true, the date given by the carrier is still one day ahead. Most probably they'll deliver when they said they will. No cribs but the agony of wait.
To make matters worse, they told me that the parcel had landed up in San Pablo, about 59 miles away, two days back. Assuming they deliver the parcel tomorrow, I won't have any grounds to crib - they'd be delivering when they promised. But why on earth should 59 miles take 3 days to cover?
They say rattlesnake is the most dangerous serpent. Probably true, but let me assert that "WAIT-le snake" is no less. It bites, it chews, it munches and it eats. And it is heartless.
I mean, almost all of us have waited from something or the other. Infact, more than that, all of us are presently waiting for something or the other. Some for Friday, some for the next product release, some for the next meeting with the VC, some for Christmas, some for the next Indo-Pak war, some for peace and happiness, some for enough money so that they can actually start doing what they really love and so on.
Wait makes one anxious as well as creates anticipation for future - but the darkest part of wait is that it takes the focus away from the current moment in time and space. You start living in an imagined future while letting go of the present, forsaking the pleasures the present has to offer, refusing to learn the lessons present teaches and saying no to life in the here and now. Whereas, the only truth is that here and now is all you have got.
After all, no one in Hiroshima or WTC would have ever thought that the next Friday will never come for them.
posted by Prashant @ 1:48 PM
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