Have you read The Bartimaeus Trilogy by Jonathan Stroud..?? In the third book "Ptolemy's Gate" kitty crooses over to the other world.. where spirits live... you know what.. nothing there has a definite form.. or more like.. evrything is miscible with each other.. like there is no way to distinguish between one spirit and other.. like nothing is defined though there are soooo many different spirits with different characteristics.. to form a definite shape or order there wd be like disturbing their natural state.. to give form to one particular object there.. is quite a difficult task..
u have to focus on it quite hard..
the most important thing is that its very difficult (consider it impossible) to actually delve into that world let alone think of giving form to objects there.. it had been a mystery to evry1.. no one even knew wat it was like to go there...
so where am i talking about...well u'll know soon enuf.. i often try to pry open the gates to that world myself.. i keep trying and trying... sometimes i am able to get it open a crack and have a small glimpse ... somedays.. its like i am trying to push a mountain..
but this other day.. i was just in my staring-off-into-nothing state and i tried opening the gates casually.. i wasnt too serious too.. so i was quite surprised when i suddenly found the door giving way and me in some strange place... which was like nothing i've ever seen.. i was standing on nothing.. or was it air.. or am i sorrounded by water.. or some other fluid.. i felt wightless.. like i was floating..am i moving somehwere.. am i just standing still... where has the door gone to.. how much time has it been ...
i had lost all relation to position, motion, time, form, evrything.. i panicked.. but there wasnt nething i cd do neway.. so it took some time.. finally i decided to explore.. or find out more about this place..
(feeling sleepy... i'll continue later.. k..??)
(back again.. its been 24 hours since i left off yesterday...)
(i generally dont like to continue from where i left off.. but i am just trying this time.. on a certain person's suggestion..)
And suddenly something changed.. was it that i was moving now.. or was the sorroundings moving around me.. something grayish.. something distinguishable from the backdrop was floating here and there.. when i tried to touch it.. i suddenly had this vision of me with some friends when i was in 2nd grade.. whom i had nearly forgotten.. there were many more of those things floating around.. whenever i touched one of them.. i cd see something from my childhood.. or some memory which i had forgotten.. or sometimes which i didnt want to remember...
then it dawned upon me.. (stupid as i am .. it took so much time to get such a simple fact..) .. those things floating around were part of my memories which are sunk deep down in my subconscious..
slowly.. i started getting the hang of the place.. i just had to think up of a memory and now i cd completely remember it and clearly too.. but here and there mixed with these memories floating around (lets call them memos for now..) there were some similar ones which didnot show something from the past.. but rather showed my dreams.. or what i thought about sometimes.. or wat i day dreamt abt.. or my ideas.. or whatever i learned...first it was difficult to get the hang of these bcoz they were more mixed up and difficult to separate than the memos..
and how i was surprised.. there were so many dreams and goals i had made.. but either forgot or didnot follow them through.. there were ideas .. various ideas. abt evrything.. (i generally think up unusual ideas or some futuristic devices.. relating to evrything and anything..) i found out that i knew soo much more than i had an idea of.. this place was a treasure trove..
i had no idea that such a place existed.. but now i was not sure wat to do.. if i leave now.. can i come back in later... i should ensure that i cd... but first was to search for the door... as soon as i though abt it,.. it was rt in front of me.. so i had an idea.. i searched evrything i had and found out a way to put a wedge so that when the door closes.. it wont get locked.. well.. it worked.. but unfortunately i cdnt open the door when i tried again..
now.. evry now and then.. whenever i am in need.. or when i am staring off into space again.. i try prying open the doors.. most of the times i manage to satisfy myslef with a peek inside.. and on rare occasions when i least expect.. i am able to go in too.. and each time i go makes the next time easier..
and such is the place which i know.. and only i know.. the depths of myself.. of my thoughts .. of my mind..
P.S.
-> this may look like a spinoff from jonathan stroud's explanation.. but its not.. though i dont know what brought this on.. i have absolutely no idea..
-> i mentioned that i dont like continuing left off blogs.. thats bcoz.. when i write i dont know how it all flows out.. i dont know what more i am going to write or where it will end... evrythings spontaneous.. but once i left it iff.. next time.. i dont think it will come out as it wd have earlier..
but as someone suggested.. since its sponataneous and the direction of what i am writing isnt fixed... i should try to finish this off..and there was more i wd have like to write.. but i think i shdnt babble too much.. this much is okay..(i think..)
-> when i started writing this.. when i wrote the title.. i was going to write about a completely different place.. i mean.. this wasnt at all what i meant to write.. so i think another blog will be in line.. with the same title again..
-> since i continued for the first time.. there might be discontinuity in flow .. but who cares.. and i am too lazy to read what i have written neway..
now even the P.S. is becoming long... well neway..seems like i forgot to say bye..
so.. untill later.. take care.. (those who are reading and myself too...)
