My Story Page 37: Time

What is moment?

Moment to moment, every single moment!

Time is a continuum.

Of what?

Of the perception of change!

Not of change!

But of the perception of change!

Now, for the perception of change to be there; you need comparing the perception with the memory of perception.

That means your perception gets divided between sensing and remembering.

The intensity of sensation gets diluted.

Passion goes diluted.

Passion, when diluted, turns into emotion.

So, time is an emotional entity in itself!

But we were not emotional, at least for each other; when we were together - that physiotherapist and I!

Time stood still for us.

And as it stood still, space shrunk in front of our eyes too.

I could not see her full face in one single go.

I only saw a single pore of it. The rest of the face was blurred whereas the one single pore was having extraordinarily acute clarity of vision in my eyes.

To see her full, I had to scan her face.

I scanned it pore by pore, every pore being extraordinarily acute as my eye scanned it through.

I loved seeing her.

No, I did not fall in her love.

I loved her.

I was at the peak of my energetic self that had come out of my individual shell of my petty self through my eyes to be one with the pore of her face that I was going on scanning one by one by one…

…Yeah! That is what love is!

I loved her.

I did not fall in love with her.

I loved seeing her.

I was not in a hurry to gulp her down through my eyes.

Had I been (in the hurry), I would not have been able to see her pore by pore with such acute clarity.

Falling in love is being in a hurry to gulp the other down.

That is not love!

The moment stands still in love.

And then it keeps moving pore by pore by pore…point by point by point!

It turns dynamic while still standing still!

All memory takes a back seat in the awareness.

No comparison is there, left to be done.

No change is there to be perceived.

It is every moment anew.

Love without falling in love.

Love through seeing one single point without being in a hurry to see the whole full, in one single go.

Hurry kills love.

Hurry kills passion.

Hurry kills energy.

Hurry is the seed of time that grows in the soil of greed.

Everything on earth turns time-bound with a deadline to deliver.

The greed of GETTING more and more and more…

…And quick and fast and soon!

The anxious success sits on the wheel, and the curious love takes the back seat in the car that our life is!

The pursuit of success is a state of perennial war with, potentially, any and everyone around us.

We do not have time to see a thing clear, point by point by point!

We are practical people!

Ah, what a beautiful word have we coined to mask our ugly selfishness!

We live a successful but energy-less life.

But we CAN live energy and we CAN live love.