Time Warp

I don’t understand why people call TV an idiot box! I mean, everyday technology evolves a new and better state of the art device which gives so much of viewing pleasure…think about it..the journey from CTV to the 3D-LED Screens…that ain’t no journey of an idiot. I guess people who are quite bovine,as to being indecisive about the right viewing material, would still address such a Wonderful Device as an “Idiot Box”. 

I take offence when u call my bud an idiot. From the morning news to afternoon stock market rattles and never-ending streams of movies…and sports telecast…the list is never ending…so the question is how smarter does it have to be to be called… “The Real Thing!”. I don’t care, I love my 42” plasma..and I ain’t hearing no offence against it!

A Sunday afternoon is usually a long period to cover if you are a singleton and most of your dear pals are busy taking their kids to the game or escorting their wives to the seasonal sale riot! The hangover of the last night party has settled and the bloke has left after her morning cup of coffee, that leaves me today with myself..my couch..my beer..and my TV.

Surfing through…I stop at The Discovery Channel, it’s a show called “Time Warp”. Quite interesting.. hi-tech gadgets, high velocity cameras, state of the art sound equipments and a bunch of crazy guys.  The shows about slowing time through technology and seeing everyday occurrences as it happens, in a way that meets more than what meets the eye!!

On a day where u just don’t want the phone to ring, there would invariably be a rally of calls! A peculiar array of “wazzup” , “what plans”, “meet at 8 o’clock” and so on.. will interrupt your peaceful sips at the lager! The phone rang again…

I usually let unknown no’s go to VM, but I just picked it up.

“Hello”…it was a familiar voice, long unheard of..but never  forgotten! The last time I heard from her was in the attorney’s office, where she battled for our separation! Been four years now, and she had moved on…but I have still hopelessly managed to anchor myself to the shores of the deserted island of memories. Yes, there are flings…but nothing to be described as a substantial relation.

 A formal exchange of greetings, and the usual pleasantries of non-harmful- life updates…still no statement answered the question; why was she calling? There was no agenda, I guess it was just a casual “hi-call”!

I was travelling through a time portal; back to happier times…happier Sundays; when afternoons were spent cuddling between the sheets. When, TV was just another way to spice up pillow talks. When, the biggest errand of the day was to brush. When, we loved each other and the world didn’t matter much.

Suddenly the time portal opened up in another dimension! I was traveling the ugliness of the court room drama. My life post separation, the trauma..the rehab! Sleepless nights, alcohol and drug abuse…imaginative scenes of intimacy of my ex-wife and her new lover, ripped me! I ran to escape this sphere…but the time portal had closed! I was helpless, running frantically in search of an exit path!

I fell to the ground hard, covering my ears..closing my eyes, I essayed myself to stop the visualizations! It felt like the piercing of a million sharp venomous needles tearing me apart..i lay on the ground marooned! The pain was unendurable..

And then the cell phone rang again…”Hey mate, u game for a pint at Gordon’s?” ..it was Ryan on the line! I just didn’t realize what was going on!

As Ryan kept talking, I hovered the happenings of her call to realize.. I said,” I Love U”..maybe that’s why she hung up! Or may be her lover had entered the room…or may be!… a few may be’s followed!

As I slipped into my denim and grabbed a jacket for Gordon’s…the thought of the episode hit me!

 Yes, time does travel slow (Let’s not refer to Collision or String or any other related theories!)…and it does make u see things very differently. It’s strange how the mind and the heart fools time; makes u travel in dimensions long faded in years of pain…questions and answers, battle the occurrence..and the lager in the pilsner keeps you upbeat!

PS: Drinking is injurious to health, so is “love”..aaan..Here’s a toast to love! Cheers!