The concept of existence as an onion has really appealed to me, so I thought I would explore this topic.
I know I am me but I don't know who I was or who I will be! The fact that our likes and dislikes change with time is not a new funda, it's an accepted fact of life but what I am talking about is that if I were to travel back in time to when I was sixteen, I suspect, I would meet a stranger.
Because I have the memory of this lifetime- I remember a young teen who thought that she was right but that no one ever understood her (I think most teens go through this phase!), she was fighting with boys (Mostly verbal but sometimes physical too!) protecting "her weaker girl friends from their predatory boy friends" and trying to excel in everything! (Jack of all trade......)
When I meet the person with the same name ten years later I meet another stranger who is absolutely different from the teen I talked about a few lines earlier- the only thing these two shared is their physical features!
Every half a decade the layers are peeled off and though we see the same onion a little smaller ( In this case a little larger- physically) the actual essence is so different! The pungency; the anger; the flavor- everything is so away from the last layer.
As I wander through the labyrinth of time, I wonder, who I will meet on this road we call life? What will happen when all the layers have been peeled off? Do I get to meet the real existence? Or will I miss it before it disappears? Or will "I"go into another existence searching for the last one or waiting for the final layer in a larger context to be peeled off?
But One thing I am sure of is, every time a layer is peeled off I cry for what I missed out; I cry for what could have been; I cry for the pain and the happiness...
Crying for me is not a negative emotion, it is a healing process; it's a growing process; it is the other half ....
First of all, an amazing and beautiful piece of write ! Hats Off !!
ReplyDeleteHave been thinking of what you wrote, the last 2 days. This is the first time I am commenting on blog spot - I hope i don't embarrass myself....or U ! But you wanted me to "comment" !
One thing which struck me was that ..."the onion never cries"- it is only the external entity, who is always trying to peel of the layers, cut (and analyze) it into small pieces ..who is in tears ! It is always the external "ego", which is trying to delve in, which ends up in tears. The Onion - the inner self can never cry ! It is always at peace ..until the ego ...
Talking about the "inner self" - well, all through our lifetime, we keep trying to peel layer by layer, searching for that meaning of life ...and actually miss out that this search is not going to yield anything ! The inner self is always present ...one does not need to keep peeling ...the more one attempts to peel ...the less (the smaller) is the possibility of finding it. The moment is here and now - for us to discover and cherish the blessing called life ! Leave the onion unpeeled and experience it in it's totality.
Lastly (a bit trite) ... the onion by it's intrinsic nature appears pungent - but possibly most desired, to add a very special taste to almost any type of cuisine ! Well, life appears to be pungent ...but it is up to us to whether we would want it to give us the aroma and taste to arouse and fill our senses ...or believe it is the reason to make us cry. It's simply on one's perspective of the onion (and life).
And crying is a negative emotion !! Don't fool your self, with poetic expressions ! :)
I guess now you will never ask me to comment / read your blog !! But honestly, I really enjoyed reading this piece.
Keep writing !! You are awesome :D