Sunday, August 12, 2007

I usually believe by the time you have finished half a book, you must have fair idea of which way would it go. No, I don’t mean how it would flow or how it would end. All am saying is, we must be through with the introductions, building the preface, setting the stage and story should have had hit the expressway, which means signs must be telling me that I am 150km from A or 70 km from B. Now there is this book which am currently reading and am already half way through it but still, I won’t bet a buck on where is it going – and forget me - am sure till this point even author didn't know which way he wanted to take the book.

It’s just not about books, there are so many things in and around that you would prefer to see follow some rule, some pattern. These rules usually are a mix of experience and expectations. Get a clean bowl, put some experience then add expectations as per taste, stir well and you get your rules/patterns. Romantics prefer these rules to taste of expectations, Pragmatists prefer these patterns to taste of experience and then there are anarchists who would give a damn but I don’t really care much about them. I never had.

Now, generally, whenever something fits into the patterns created by you, you like it or enjoy it. And if it doesn’t, you wouldn’t. And that’s plain simple common sense. But then there are times, when even if something doesn’t fit in your pattern, you still don't dislike it, just like this book am reading. I didn’t say you like it – I said you just ‘don’t dislike’ it. It’s only in mathematics that two negatives make a positive, almost in everything else in the world they never do. But anyways, so there are definitely times when things won’t fit in your patterns but you would still like them – these are new experiences and you would add them to mix of patterns next time you make one. But am talking of times, when you know – this is not how it should have been – but some voice is telling you –don’t jump to the conclusions, you never know it may just come around. So while I will read on this book that am reading, it’s not because I am hoping for a new experience but because am still hoping for it to fit into my pattern, albeit a little late.

And that’s interesting because come to think of it, how often we just let things be. How often do we genuinely don’t give a damn how things would turn out. We swing usually between ‘hoping for the best’ and ‘fearing for the worst’, between ‘experiences’ and ‘expectations’, between ‘how things had turned out earlier’ and ‘how I always wanted them to turn out’. We always have a view. A view of how it’s gonna shape up. Krishna might have said in Gita that do your karma and don’t worry about the ‘results’ but unless there is something that makes us shudder and look the other way, can we really keep ourselves from thinking about the results. So whenever we pretend to be nonchalant and wait for things to unravel themselves in due course, it’s usually just a hope that it would turn out good and not a genuine pursuit of unknown.

So let’s just hope my book turns out good, it has been a long while since I really loved something I read.

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