i always loved the concept of time in India.. the same word "Kal" for yesterday and tomorrow ..does tell u something of the collective conscience of a nation and a lot about the philosophy of life .
When riding on a train..Delhi aa gayi .. is it delhi or is it the train who arrived .. a matter of a frame of reference and so it is with time .. a matter of whether you are riding the stream and watching the banks go by or are you the one on the banks watching the stream rush past.
What exactly did i set out to write .. i called it the road ahead .. and thus committed myself to a course of events where i stand up in the little boat of my life and try to look as far ahead as i can into the stream of time.
The question turns back upon itself .. which "Kal" am i looking at .. and then Time smiles up and asks ..are they really different .. or did the ancient indians really get it right??
'Now' the word by the time i have completed saying it is already gone into my past ...and the only proof that it existed is that chain of neural activations in my brain that remind me that I said it. So the present is that razors edge which is teetering somewhere between the point where the two 'kal' meet.
And there i go to seek the road ahead where it just means that the road ahead is just a continuation of my road traveled till now. the present has no existence in time it just is the decisions that we make that constitute our present .. that vibrant act of exercising all that makes us human, the right to choose .. that is all that the present is..every thing else is the past .. or is something that is awaiting a decision to become the past.
