I heard this conversation between an FPN and a small time jebroni here in Atlanta. Even though they spoke english, what they meant would go something like this:
She: Aap hamesha Past ki taraf mudh ke kiyoon dekhte hain?
He: Is liye ke - past main tum ho...
She: Main Past main kiyoon hone lagi?
She: Main Present main hoon...
She, again: Aaj bhi Sath hoon
She, finally: Kal bhi Rahoongi...
He felt secure. God like. At peace....
And then they went thier own ways
Just like two parallel tracks
that never meet.
Ever!
5 comments:
Seriously!! What's with you and "past"??
Bhai, it is not my story. Jo Suna woh likh diya....
I don't think there is something called past. Everything remains present. Always been...
Appreciate ur concern though...
arre but aadha time koi past and "days gone by" ki baat kare..toh sawa poochna padta hai na...
how do you know that they never met??
@alltalk: Writers have their own blind spots - some time they enjoy them!
:)
@Rabbit: Bataya to yehi tha. Dunno for sure. Kiya Mahobat karne waale jhoot bhi bolne lage?
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