The busyness of streets drowned my intense dialogues
I could not concentrate. So many faces and expressions
Occasional stares and glances, but few words did filter through
Jarring steps jolted the nerves
It isn’t easy to follow a rhythm that is set for the crowd
Colloquial languages blend to create an intense buzz around
Slowly percolate the consciousness
Old dialogues mixes with the new ones- new narratives are born
It’s a complex ecosystem of words
What about the purists?
They may be considered to be conservative in their dialogues
One who wishes to indulge in the old talks of yore
Grains of ancient consciousness settled in quaint spaces
Somewhere, the glibness has provided an extra shine
Feelings find it too slippery and slide off the surfaces easily
It’s an intense repercussion to stay relevant in present times
Time to retreat and rewind the steps away from the streets
Observation from solitary places gives perspective
Entire world and the network of streets can be fathomed
Why offend the senses?
Never was and will be a race. This is life and has its own pace
Time to continue with the passionate conversation with life
It’ not necessary and expected for anyone to follow my footsteps©
Amitav Chowdhury 
I relish the moments when I find myself free of the constraints of time, time seems elastic and I find myself not only here but everywhere – as I write this note to you, snow is falling and just for an instant, I can feel the sand underneath my feet and the turquoise waters softly speaking to me…I really enjoyed this piece!
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Thank you so much Kim. How have you been?
I love the way you described the feeling of timelessness and the freedom to be anywhere in this eternity, no constraints. The sand beneath your feet has stories to narrate and turquoise waters wants to tell about mysteries of antiquity. There is a connection when the sense listen closely, silencing the distractions around.
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A cold has befallen me and I’m writing of snow…otherwise I am well and wandering through the words of others (and keeping cozy!), thank you for asking!
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Excellent piece..
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Thank you so much.
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How such noise can make and add little essence yet the quiet of silence can make a mountain of difference…
Delightfully quaint use of language..Enjoyed the read.. thank you
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Thank you so much.
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I agree – it definitely keeps us on edge
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This is life and it has its own pace – love this line
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Thank you so much.
I may sound cynical and according to modern mantra of busyness, a lazy person, but it’s a fact that humanity has faltered while comprehending life.
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No life does have its own pass – just think about how fast a year goes – or how long your day is at work. I guess the perception of the pace is by us – but overall I feel like life flies by
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Time is another concept we live by. What if we dilute the concept? Ever thought of not following a calendar, time table, routine, and the constraints of Time. What it would be like? I think we are rushed by Time and even keeps us on the edge.
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