Raji, one of my good friends, commented on my earlier post of ‘What Love Demands’. To quote her –
‘Time, the only perennial resource God has to offer —- Disagree
No time can heal if we dont want to…. Its not upto time its upto us…’
It got me thinking. And I have something to share with all of you from a book I love the most. It’s called ‘The Rule of Four’. The paragraph goes something like this –
‘Hope, Paul said to me once, which whispered from Pandora’s box only after all the other plagues and sorrows had escaped, is the best and last of all things. Without it, there is only time. And time pushes at our backs like a centrifuge, forcing us outward and away, until it nudges us into oblivion…..
It is a law of motion, a fact of physics that Charlie could name, no different from the stages of white dwarfs and red giants. Like all things in universe, we are destined from birth to diverge. Time is simply the yardstick of our separation. If we are particles in a sea of distance, exploded from an original whole, then there is a science to our solitude. We are lonely in proportion to our years.’
I believe in these lines. I’m not going to discuss here what the author says about solitude or loneliness but I want to explain how I interpret these lines.
We always keep hoping for the things we want or need. All our actions are directed towards a specific end, and we hope to achieve it. This hope is what drives us. The feeling that what I am about to do, the way I am going to act, think, talk, breathe, is going to give me what I want. It keeps us alive and expectant. All human progress would stop, all goodwill would end if it wasn’t for this little feeling that we nourish. And this is the best feeling because it is a saviour of sorts, when we have put our best foot forward, when we have exerted all the force we have, when we have prayed to all the forces… AND God, hope is what remains.
So what happens when we lose hope? We give up. Life loses its meaning, and for a while we just exist biologically. And this existence is due to Time. It is Time that carries us with it, taking us step by step on a rejuvenation process. And what exactly does this rejuvenation mean? It means that with Time, we learn to accept the state of affairs that is. Time helps us find a fresh perspective, a theory or in the worst case, an excuse to explain what went wrong. Even better, as the future unfolds and sublimes into the present, the events that occur with Time tell us why what happened, happened. Its a little complicated but let me put it in simpler words. When we lose hope, we end up sulking and dreaming about what could have been had things gone our way. At that point of time, we don’t know if any other alternatives exist because we are so preoccupied dreaming about what could have been, that we are completely ignorant of other possibilities. Time alone has the power vested by God to show us those other possibilities. And once those alternatives materialize, it dawns upon us that we never bothered to think in this way, to think that the world will continue to exist, that we will get other opportunities in life. This is the fresh perspective I’m talking about. And believe me, only Time can do this.
Sherlock Holmes said that the human mind is like an attic. Now a fool takes in all the useless details and fills this tiny room so that when he needs something, it is at best lost in this attic. The skillful workman is indeed very careful about what to store in that room. It is wrong to think that that little room has elastic walls that can be stretched infinitely. Depend upon it there comes a time when for every bit of information we store, we forget something…. For every bit of information we store, we forget something. Time is what overloads our memory with so many new things and feelings and events and people that we tend to forget what happened in the past. Its why I said that the gaping wounds of the heart becomes scars. If a wound is life threatening, the least it does is leave a scar.
Time lets us exist, it takes us in its cradle and carries us forward and away. Time might be the only thing we have in the absence of hope, but rest assured, Time is the only way we can ever hope again.