Wednesday, 28 October 2009

Dislocated Locations

“What lies behind us and what lies before us are tiny matters compared to what lies within us.” - Ralph Waldo Emerson
Delhi lies behind me, Mumbai lies before me... These places lie within me. A sense of detachment embellished with the enamel of attachment is what I find in my experiences...the experience of living in both these places. I am dislocated in every location. Shadows form silhouettes of the past...enchanting, entrancing, engrossing past... a memoir of memories, a diary of dreams... some met with, some that flowed away with time.

I can see the sea from my window... a cool breeze camouflages me...transporting me to a sublime world... I wonder how wonderful would Delhi be had it been an assortment of tiny islands surrounded by the sea?...just like Mumbai...
This world is a not a universe but a multi-verse...peopled with people everywhere...with regions of illumination and regions of darkness. To me people seem omnipresent...People walking on the streets, travelling in the bus, rushing across the metro stations and local train platforms... hundreds, thousands, millions of people. We know some, we are ignorant of others. We share similar dreams, different lives; Similar lives, different dreams...As I try to imagine these people a blurred image appears before me... it appears like blotches of different paints merging into one another on a naked canvas...
Where is my home then, I ask? Mumbai or Delhi? Both I believe... They both lie within me...I have a soulful bond with these places... even in my dislocation these places are firmly located within me...in my happiness, sorrows, my life... I belong here, I belong there...
Mumbai is mesmerizing, miraculous, magical; and Delhi is dynamic, delightful, dream-like.

Related Articles

7 comments/suggestions:

Singh Amit said...

Mesmerizing and captivating post...:)
Loved it...:)
Missed ur wonderful posts :)
Keep Updating :)
Cheers!!

Divya said...

The flow of verse and the quaint phrases brings out the dilemma of not belonging to a place or perhaps the non-existence of one if we were to believe the maxim that...'Wherever I may go it becomes my home..it becomes a part of what i am..it becomes me'...in our ever shifting 'dislocated lives...wherever we head in the whole wide world!!
Love it...Keep Writing!!
Ever in Wait!!!...... D!

soin said...

its ok when u move from one metro to another.. try moving from a metro to a near village.. fucked me pretty badly..free

pranay said...

simply it's a grEAt work ...
agn n agn !!! now i gonna SpeechleSS...

Saurabh Goswami said...

Awesome mam!!! You are cool in writing.

Parv Kaushik said...

world is my home... these strangers are my family... bful concept nd ofcourse very well written....

keep blogging!

Indescriptible said...

B'ful is the only thing i can say :)