Shopping Time !

Hi folks, so yesterday I wrote this piece, looking at the photograph that follows.

You decide that today is going to be okay. A normal day. A reprieve from the melancholy. The all pervasive sadness.

You decide that today will be the day you will buckle up and move forward.So yes! you decide to shop. Your idea of shopping wasn`t like everyone else`s regular shopping spree. You are one of those rare few who still believe that shopping in a mall or express shopping with a quick agenda isn`t a soulful exercise. You feel that shopping is an activity where you should use all of your senses to create a sublime experience.

So here you are ! Walking into the by lanes of commercial street, on the staircase display of a clockworks store. Time is limitless, isn`t it? You gravitate towards it, flock towards the store housing devices which let you find the time.

You are overpowered by the sudden energy of the fourth dimension. You were always fascinated by this store with trinkets of time. This place triggers your own biological time, You feel alive with the seconds hands ticking, the sand slowly trickling into the lower stem of the hourglass. The trumpets hanging from the parapet walls leave you energized with a perception of a roaring sound.

You seem lost suddenly in the midst of all time. Isn`t time a limitless entity, you wonder. International travels, regularly crossing several time zones, interspersed by longitudinal boundaries, you wonder isn`t time an entity that ought not to be measured. An experience of age, a beautiful flower blossoming, a butterfly metamorphosing, a passionate kiss of love,  can we measure these with ticking seconds hands? Isn`t it sacrilegious? You are breathing in a store which helps you find time, and you can`t help  but wonder, isn`t time too fickle to be measured!

With every grain of sand, that descends, you cant help stop thinking, that time wasn`t designed to be measured.

Looking up you notice the rustic brass lanterns. You have a wild thought, staring at the ape smiling with garrulous mischievous glint. You feel that blessed is the life of a night traveler, using these lanterns to navigate across marshes and swamps, yet untouched and unexplored by human technological developments.

So yes! this store with its trinkets, does make you feel like a time traveler, transported through time.

P.S. Thanks for the lovely photograph, K.