IIt is moving with every second. Not accelerating; Not de-accelerating.
It is moving at a constant rate.
It is TIME ; which is moving.
It is moving at a constant rate.
It is TIME ; which is moving.
Parallelly, Things been moving in along.
Every passing unit making a history, Making a Record.
From a toddler Who was learning to walk
From a toddler Who was learning to walk
& than A Man who is walking through a life, Everything just happened in a Blink.
Remembering that line sung by Mr. Singh - "ek lamhe mein simat aaya sadiyon ka safar"
Many unaccountable faces been seen throughout that journey, Most of them been forgotten. Some of them; are away from this world but they all are part of this journey. There is story for every single face I had seen; A page is there.
Somehow, Whenever & Wherever those faces come Infront, flash backs happens in mind which seems like a dream !
Faces are not only the thing which are captured by the brain.
Faces are not only the thing which are captured by the brain.
Sometimes a sound, smell, taste, visual or sensation reflects back memory.
Sometimes, Some sort of incidents or occasion do the same. Than I just drift back to that moment for a fraction of seconds.
This life Journey is a mix blend of high & low, happiness & sorrow.
Sometime I think, Things be different if the steps were different.
Sometimes I think, Everything which is going; is well defined, destined & based upon my decisions. But in that mean time when I'm writing this, another memory just get created. Yeah, It is moving !
Walking through the journey I have Another wish that total history get stored in a record; some sort of library; so that I be able to saw all the different happenings again & again whenever I want !
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| An image; Representing moving Time/journey- |

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