On my morning commute today, I saw a man walking by the road. Dressed in black and denim, his strides hinted at a certain impatience along with an accompanying confidence. Perhaps, he is both. Just like my dad was. And long after the man had moved away from my line of vision, my gaze stayed glazed. The image continued to stay with me and the essence of my dad lingered on. My mind meandered down the memory lane, skipping in a hurry to those precious years when my dad was still around.
How easily, a brief image, a sight, a sound or a fragrance can get so redolent with emotions! How effortlessly they guide us to thoughts and memories of somebody else, of something else! And it is not a rare occurrence. Everything is indeed in association with the other! Everything is relative or related. However much, we seclude ourselves or think of ourselves as one separate unique entity, we are not. Our identity and our very existence is in context. The smaller pencil is in context of the bigger one; the daughter is because there is a mother; the writing is here because there is a reader. And I thought of my dad because of the man?
Does that mean, I wouldn’t have remembered my dad without that man? Of course, I would have! But, then again, something else would have triggered my thought. There is always an allusion, an association or a comparison of juxtaposed thoughts, events or memories. One leads to another and then they all merge somewhere else altogether. It’s such a fluid world, where we are all a part of the whole, linked and intertwined with fluid thoughts of the others, merging to make a bigger picture, a bigger world, a bigger phenomenon. No thought remains just there. It continues to another place and another association, transcending time and geographical locations.
Now I let my thoughts pause, pause on these beautiful paintings that reflect my state of mind. One is by Mark Chadwick and it presents the fluidity of thoughts and the other, by Ingeborg Herckenrath. It shows connected people. These images may lead you to your own associations. I will leave you here to linger here or to move on…