That Moment

A moment makes wonder. It makes you feel sleepy nevertheless it makes you feel elated  at times. It makes you feel high, it makes you feel low. Its only about that moment.

I was sleeping , rather trying to sleep or whatever the term may be translated into the English jargon; and that moment wakes me up and i start scribbling. Its all about moment.

Moments have been driving life, not for now but since ages. And its not my life I am speaking about, but seamless for you, me and probably for everyone one who is reading this.

Think of the moment when you felt lazy waking up in your hostel and you ended entire day sleeping off. Think of the moment when you had your first smoke and now its become an incorrigible hourly activity. Think of the moment when you felt this is it. It can’t be done and its still lying for you approval. Think of the moment when you thought “I am done”. Think of the moment when you thought its hard to wake and up and you realized you are still there. Think of the moment when you forced yourself to make it happen and it happened. Think of the moment when you felt she is the one. Think of the moment when you actually kissed her; though you have been knowing each other for ages. Moment builds life.

Moments drives us. My understanding suggests me, moments are choices. The choices for us to make. The choice is to be or not to be . We are guided by them  and probably that drives the next show. Supposedly choice is a subject of your subconscious trying to evade itself. In fact subconscious always tries to pop put. Its only the conscious which keeps it sublimed and silent. Choice give them the chance to show itself and Moment create choices.

Moments have their own classifications; they are special, at times those moments hurt us more than anything. They technically they last for a fractions of a second. But what we do in that fractions lives with us the entire life.