“I”, subject, written or writing is waiting to be written, like a secret code, whose time of revelation is yet to come. What is so sacred about the subject is its mystical character? It is believed to be understood; it is taken for granted; as a transcendental finite image of god. Its sacredness produces a profane world, whose dispositive character has made the world a spectacular stage. What is so special about the subject is its ability to forget the substratum and to get involved in profane dance of meaningless play. Subject is too important a character whose omnipresence makes every moment a chain to life, bound by a distant purpose whose time never comes and will never come. Subject's occupation with dispositive makes it forgetful about its existence. Forgetfulness is propagated by a religion whose job is to discover salvation in consumptive mentality. All too meaningless consumptions have reduced subject a devouring apparatus whose meaninglessness is compensated by the symbolic values of consumption. Go and find a place where subject is absent from the scene; totally marginalized from the spectacles and has become utterly useless to exist a history; that moment is yet to be written; therefore, wait for that moment; take a break from the purposeless meaning-making and contemplates the non-being. In that silence, the quest for meaning would be a silly pursuit to go by.
पढ़ता हूँ हर एक दिन एक ही पन्ना, हर दिन हज़ार ये मालूम पड़ते हैं। जबसे होश संभाला है एक ही पन्ना सवांरते आया हूँ, लोग इसे ज़िन्दगी कहते हैं। इसपे लिखे हर एक लब्ज़ जो मेरे मालूम पड़ते हैं, ना जाने कितने जुबां पे चढ़े होंगे। आज हम भी कुछ पल के लिए ही सही इसके सारथी हैं, जाने से पहले कुछ रंग मेरा भी इसपे चढ़ जाए, बस इसीलिए एक ही पन्ना बार बार पलटता रहता हूँ। हर कोई अनजाने किताब की तलाश में बाहर निकलता है, जिसका हर एक पन्ना वो ख़ुद है। जब ख़ुद के रंग को समझ ही ना पाया, तो भला इंद्रधनुषी किताब के क्या मायने हैं? अस्तित्व में ना जाने कितने पन्ने बिखरे पड़े हैं, बस एक से ही अवगत हो जाऊँ, उसके हर एक शब्द को चुनता जाऊँ, कुछ पल के लिये सही, पिरोता जाऊँ एक माला ज़िन्दगी का।
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