1:10 a.m by my lappy clock – I feel drowsy at the mention of the time, and then congratulate myself for being up so late and not having done anything I planned for today – the BTP work, Hucca assignment or the viva voce preparation. So just when my eyes were about to drop shut, they fell on my hand watch and saw that after all it was not so late – 10:45 p.m actually and I could not afford to miss the time I thought I had lost, however, which by some miracle was given back to me. Time is not unidirectional, you see.
I have been getting ideas in my head, after taking Sanil’s course that, time is a matrix which works like a spongy pie interwoven with itself and the other three dimensions. Look, if time does not stay and flows along – that is it lives in the smallest unit of time – or to put it simply time exists as a fraction of itself lets say iota time – then iota time has to flow with the other 3 dimensions at that particular iota of time. This would mean that the actions at that particular iota of time vanishes just as it passes. So all the events and experiences in that iota of time have nothing (no fabric of time) to cling to and they vanish with that iota. However, if time happens to be a string of iota or a thread which is woven back and forth or is simply laid out straight in the enormity of the universe – then the happenings of a particular iota of time, my writing this piece, your movement of eyes while reading this sentence or the song i am listening to (fuzon – teray bina
) actually cling to those iota of time and get ingrained in them. Then arises the meaning of past. And it is in this case that past would be the only truth, as it would be the only thing which would have an existence for sure. It would be easier to explain the feelings of ‘deja vu’ and the likes in this case. And also to justify the illogical ending of ‘Kate and Leopold’. I, absolutely, loved the movie, anyways( ya, it was yet again because of Hugh Jackman
) However, if we assume the preceding case to be true – i.e ‘of time not staying’ – then the present is the only truth – as there is no physical existence of the past. However, I do not pass any judgements. Both situations do not horrify me . I live in the present at every time – actually i am doomed to, and often give a smile to the past when it waves at me.
Anyhow ! Like right now what I am doing is waving to my present . I have to work . Its already 15 past 11. Catch you a little later.
Btw does anyone know how to use Google reader. At times nothing appears.At others,suddenly, my previous blog entries appear into the list. Anyways, I think I’ll figure it out by the end of this night.
15 minutes to 12 – this is the fourth time I am starting ‘ rear window’ (1954) . I hope I am able to finish it this time.. anyhow !
2:15 a.m – yeppppieeeeeeeeeee !!! I am almost an hour through it. Its a nice movie. But I seem to have exhausted all my energy of watching and criticizing movies and ‘being criticized’ through out the sem that I somehow do not seem to cross the border line. I just woke up , after having dozed off in between. whatever ! I seem to be utilizing more time blogging than concentrating on my work . But that has been the way it is. Many of my favourite times on this campus have been the times I have been hooked on to writing about stuff that nobody, in most probability, cares about.
Somehow the ink of the pen seems to be running out. There is just one more thing in my life, which I want to fall in place. That would make a little more sense of my life . Wish me luck !
3:00 a.m – The works I started with to begin with this post still remain. I am tempted to name this post ‘ an understanding into the working of procrastination’. But, I would rather, procrastinate. :)
Sweet dreams !