Run with me in my perpetual haste. Meander with me in my devious course. Wander with me in my desperate search. Slalom with me through my discordant vacillation. Wade with me through my hopeless misery. Sink with me in my unrequited love. Spin with me in my eddying emotion. Cruise with me through my youthful fantasy. Flow with me in my surging spontaneity. Swim with me in my divine euphony. Float with me in my phantasmal heaven. Whirl with me in my fragile bubble. Fly with me as I escape reality

Thursday, April 02, 2009

Disappearing Constants

Everything comes with an expiry date. Most things in life are like medicines that turn poisonous over time. Excitement turns into ennui. Ennui becomes indifference. Novelty turns into routine which morphs into boredom. Knowledge turns into memory. Memories are forgotten. Intensity turns into weariness that slowly degenrates into inertia. Ambition turns into achievement. Achievement becomes mundane. Love turns into pain. Pain is replaced by numbness.

All that remains is a ceaseless obsession with details, an incurable insecurity and a deep fear of the unknown.

4 comments:

musecian said...

What you are not considering is boredom giving way to excitement back again, which is just as real and common place as the other way around. Perhaps we don't notice it in all the excitement :-)

LUCKY said...

As a wise man once said, many a times there is 'method in the madness'.

hon, so what is the method that you have spotted?

Venkatraman.S said...

"Knowledge turns into memory."
I liked this.

Jagjit said...

I LOVE this post. Simply superb. I watched a movie recently in which a dialogue was - Times ruins everything. Your post describes just that.

 
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