Going or Coming…

Text message 1: ’Yeah, I am leaving tomorrow...Hope to see you soon…bi..tc’

Text message 2: ’Yeah, I am coming tomorrow…Hope to see you soon…bi..tc’

Not much difference between the two messages except for the one word. I was going back to India on a weeklong vacation and the messages were sent to two different people in two different countries expressing two different emotions by the same person (Me) at the same time.

What caught my attention was the fact even though there wasn’t much difference between the two messages, still what they conveyed was more than different. What made it so (as suggested by a friend in another text message) was this word called ‘perspective’. A word which drives the way this world thinks. I dwelled a little more on this and smiled to myself for the fun in this supposedly ‘serious’ and ‘intellectual’ word.

Now the funny / interesting part in this whole presumably otherwise boring monologue is the confusion which comes with the word called Perspective.

So, what was I doing?

Was I leaving, was I coming, or was I/am I simply lost?

The world does indeed seem to be a circle, no matter how much you run, no matter how much you try to escape you always, ever so always come back to the same point.

So even if u ‘go’ it’s very likely that you will be coming back to the point where you started your journey from or if you ‘come’ back chances are that probably you had to ‘go’ a long distance for it.

But how easy is it to ‘go’ or how difficult is it to ‘come’, what does it take to achieve either one of these (they seem to be like Siamese twins if you catch hold of one, the other is automatically held)?

Since some time now, I have been telling a friend to let ‘it’ go and start a new journey. But sometimes I wonder, if the earth is round and all roads to lead to ‘heaven’ how can one person ever let ‘it’ go or start that new ‘journey’ when in the end one will have to come back to the same starting point. Moreover, if all the roads lead to heaven then what is the point of taking a whole new journey, you might as well continue with the road you are treading (they will anyways lead to the same destination).

It’s known to many that I have Thantophobia, and sometimes when I am overpowered by it I wonde, if we all had to go back to the point where we started from then why did he show us this beautiful world. Isn’t it sadism that you give one the power to explore and discover? Then, as per your whim and fancy you snap it away. Wouldn’t it be better had we all been pieces of furniture, devoid of any senses, so when the pain of everything being taken away overwhelms it wouldn’t have matter.

It’s almost like sitting on this terminal now waiting for my flight, knowing very well that this journey I am about to embark on wouldn’t be last forever and very soon I will be back to the same terminal (ok, if not the terminal then the same airport) albeit my direction would be opposite to what it is right now .

Like everything that ‘goes’ has to ‘come’ back, and everything that ‘comes’ back has to ‘go’ once again.