Life to me is an hourglass. An hourglass that has a job; a labourless job of leaking sand non stop. A specialized hour glass with top part jet black to conceal the mystery of its quantity.
It’s a giant tyrant placed right behind me by the power of universe. I see the sand filling its bottom every day and day after. I look at it sometimes in terror and other times in excitement.
I run and run in pursuit of my dreams and I turn my head and it’s there, leaking sand grains over grains, mocking me, scaring me, watching me.
I run and I run in an attempt to gain more and more… of wisdom, of success, of happiness… and I turn and see, it’s right there with more sand in its bottom. And my excitement dies away.
I cupped my eyes with my hands to peep into the darkness of its jet black glass many times but could neither see brightness nor darkness inside. The power of my sight couldn’t break in.
Every day I turn my head and look behind to watch this tyrant leaking and leaking… and my inquisition persuades me to break it open and see inside to find out how much sand is there. I stop and hit it with my most powerful weapon – SCIENCE but it’s the hardest material in the world. I can’t break it with all my might. My curiosity doesn’t get fed.
So I give up now and I run and I run…
I run and I collect sand from its bottom and I cherish it. And I don’t stop running because I want to be somewhere. ‘Somewhere’ is where I wished to be; ‘somewhere’ is which made me cup my hands and peep through the jet black glass. I wanted to know if I would be there before the last grain of sand mounts the bottom.
Now I don’t know when this GIANT TYRANT exhausts. So I want to stop looking at it and just run and run, and be there where I want to be. Ah… I have been ‘THERE’ many times before BUT there are more ‘theres’ where I want to be.
SO I can only compare the volume of the JET BLACK GLASS to its bottom to calculate the remaining balance of sand.
BUT what if the quantity cheats me?
This a good post, it also brought on images of despair and hope. I liked it very much.