Wednesday, November 4, 2009

The world is moving too fast for me!


There is a scene in the movie ‘The Secrets of the Famous Five (Kungfu Panda)’ in which they tell about the secret of the mantis. The mantis was a very impatient creature. So because of this he gets himself locked up in a prison kind of thing. Naturally he gets restless at first because “the world moved too slow for him”. But later on he learns to be patient and determined and blah blah and becomes one of the famous five.

After watching that movie I found myself constantly wishing I should in a similar kinda situation. I just wish someone mistakes me for a person who is too impatient or something so that I could get an opportunity to watch the world go by. Because it seems (to me) that the world is moving too bloody fast.

A similar kind of stupid thought crossed my mind when I was reading a John Grisham novel long back. He described the life style of some African tribe which should be called “weird” by a normal person. But I kept wondering for a few days what it would be like to be living like that. I got too scared then that I was going crazy. Phew! Looks like this time I got a bit braver to be voicing out like this that I’m going crazy. Anyway...

The reason why I finally started writing is I read this article in the Sunday magazine this week. It was about the things that are getting slowly to the point of extinction, like walkman, the TV antenna, the 25 paise coins and so many silly things like these. It made me a little sad. Every time I was in a train coming home and I see a name board written in Telugu, I felt extremely nostalgic. I convinced myself that I was home sick. Now I’m at home for more than a month and I still feel the same when I see an old house, or a post card. (God I hate that city!)

I have a stupid habit of day dreaming; sometime even all day! How wonderful it would be if I didn’t have to come out of those day dreams!!

May be some fairy or something should give me a wish and I would wish that I should be living in 1980’s, 1970’s in some big (safe) house in a green hilly, foresty area (not too cold and no wild animals around) and I could go to a nice quiet city where I could shop whenever I want and have the knowledge that I actually belong to these crazy times now!!

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