Off late I have come to accept the fact that I find long train journeys boring and that I prefer to sleep rather than cozy up to a book. Well, a few years ago, even two years ago, I wouldn't have accepted the fact of boring train journeys but now I realise that I better burst my self-made bubble. I suppose even age has something to contribute in this aspect. There was a time I swore by train journeys. And, sometimes, even now, the appearing of a blue coloured train at a distance with its smoke and sound makes me nostalgic for leaving to some place and just the imagination of curling up with a book sends spasms of excitement through my senses. Alas! the thrill lasts only for a few minutes when the distant approach of a train creates a frenzied longing - after the train arrives at the station and stops - I feel a bit unsettled to leave the comfort zone of my home and take on a journey.But mind you, I still enjoy travelling to new places or perhaps I think I do. Sometimes I wonder whether I allow certain lies to fog my mind and knowingly I submit myself to these grand illusions. These lies are always so comforting. They allow us to cheat ourselves and in the process we are made fools by our own thoughts and emotions.
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Thursday, 13 February 2014
Breaking the illusion of romantic train journeys
Posted by S. Susan Deborah at 9:53:00 am
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"These lies are always so comforting. They allow us to cheat ourselves and in the process we are made fools by our own thoughts and emotions." - Lovely. You write so well, Susan.ReplyDelete
So true Susan, you have nailed it with the train example. I am not that experienced to takes sides, there are few things that I still love since childhood (it may change or may not) and there are few things which changed for instance as you pointed out train journeys - the excitement faded out, craving for pooris and aloos, television (i love watching TV as a kid now I just loathe it), usage of WhatsApp (drastic change in 1 year, I was an addict now I rarely use it), Pepsi/Coke (I used to drink whenever possible now I politely refuse wherever possible). Don't why are how but many things changed. Yeah, lost touch with people who once meant a lot. I started living without the person who once I thought I cannot live without! Life puzzles me a lot!ReplyDelete
Srilakshmi, sometimes life teaches us many things in the most unusual of places and the train one is one such. There are many other things that I refuse to believe but still one has to listen and be aware of what every experience is teaching us. Life is a puzzle and by keen observation, I guess we can crack it.Delete
Thanks for stopping by and noting your views.
Thanks dear Sakshi and these words coming from a blogger whose words I much admire, is quite humbling. Glad that you stopped by :)ReplyDelete
I like this post. I guess life is like a train ride, our habits change, and our destinations too. I've only once taken a long train ride. It was in Mexico, through some rough and beautiful landscapes, so I just enjoyed the adventure. If I rode more often, I think I'd sleep too. Enjoy you thoughtful writing dear Susan. Hope all is well with you.ReplyDelete
Yes, Myrna, life is often like a train ride - sometimes adventurous and sometimes dull and boring. We all have our phases, don't we, dear Myrna? Thanks for visiting and commenting dear Myrna.Delete
A nice post - some journeys are meant to be just plain journeys - point to point. Other journeys are to be relished and cherished! Yes, eventually we all grow out of our habits and evolve from children into adults. But once we grow into adults we keep yearning for the innocent joys of a childhood gone by :) !
No, I don't yearn for the innocent joys of childhood. Every phase is to be relished, I guess but yes, I do miss the carefree and mindless days of yore. The acceptance of the evolving is what is important, I think, Mahesh. Agree?Delete
I thought I was reading about myself but in clear words! I would have expressed these thoughts in a 'ramayan' like post!ReplyDelete
I had been reading a lot until nearly I was 40! Then it slowed down gradually. I had many friends in those days. Now very rarely I come close to friends. I feel I am new to me now! I love travelling but comfortably nowadays! Earlier, even II class was fun for me. I was making friends, though temporary and enjoy! Hmmm...I know what I am now... a dull person! I am OK with my own company, though!
Don't worry, you will find many other distractions to entertain you, Susan!
Ah, a kindred soul who understands my predicament. Glad, dear Sandhya. We surprise ourselves, right and that's part of the fun and entertainment. Even blogging is something like that, now :(Delete
Susan you have very aptly laid bare the philosophy of life. The journey through life with our whims and fancies is very much like a train journey.ReplyDelete
Cannot be more aptly worded, dear Usha. Glad to see you here.Delete
I don't seem my comment, Susan! Feel bad!ReplyDelete
Apologies for the late publishing, Sandhya.Delete
I think we can so easily stay in our comfort zone where illusions wish to dominate instead of change and challenge. How boring life would be if we only stayed put! :) I have always loved trains, but haven't ridden one for many years. Maybe, someday . . .ReplyDelete
Blessings and love, Susan!
True that dear Martha. Very often we are hardly aware of our changing preferences and tastes. One should gracefully and with awareness move on to the different phases in life.Delete
Hope that the weather scenario is okay there. Lots of love, dear Martha.
i love trains for some reason. still haven't figure it out..
you're a brilliant writer, susan, keep up the good work.
may you be surrounded by love, happiness today and everyday:))
Happy to see you here, dear Betty. It has been some time since we visited each other's space. Perhaps not being able to take trains frequently makes you love them, I reckon. I might be wrong also.Delete
Have a lovely day ahead, dear Betty.
first, i love the train...its the people that capture me and i could sit and make up stories all day...there is truth though in how our preferences change...and often we keep up liking the things we once did because we always did....i wonder at that...ReplyDelete
These days people sleep ans sleep in long distance train journeys and everyone keeps to themselves. And yes, our preferences undergo subtle changes and more often we don't seem to be aware of that.Delete
Glad to see you here, Brian.