Tuesday, November 11, 2014

Frayed

We are tangled.

We are tangled in each other so intricately, so complicatedly, that these knots cannot get smoothed now. There are knots, a lot of small knots that have formed through twirling of our thoughts and twisting of our imaginations. Our thoughts and imaginations that found a home, a safe haven, a sanctuary, in each other, held hands, and without our permission, hitchhiked on the journey of envisioning things, together. Up and down, right and left, above and beyond, together and apart, they have covered so much, trailed many different paths, that all you can see now is a tangled map of their knotted footprints. We are tangled and the intricacy of it is so much that only the power of divine can untangle it. Force is out of question, because if you’ll force the tangles apart, you’ll get nothing but a broken thread. Taking this convoluted, intricate, complicated, messy tangle apart is going to result not in two separated entities but a broken mass of still tangled mess. Broken at one point but joined at many others. Go on and untangle each knot and you’ll end up breaking this thread at each joint. When you’re done doing that, when you’re done trying each tangle to smooth out but ending up breaking it, you’ll finally see the shredded, frayed knots of thoughts and emotions gathering at your feet, innocently questioning you why you tattered them. You’ll realize, at that point, looking at the protesting frayed mess at your feet, that the knots actually never got separated, the links never got broken. They broke closest to the knot, but not where there the knot was. Do you know why? Because the force never breaks the knots on the thread but the thread itself. The little space acquired by the knot actually secures that part of the thread. You'll realize, at that point, that just like you can't fix a broken glass, you can't un-fray a shredded thread. You’ll see the silent protest of those frayed emotions and a voice will resound in your head echoing the words I’m saying to you now:


We. Are. Tangled.

5 comments:

  1. Yusra, you genius! Sighh. Every decision we make, every choice, each step forward is but some more tangle.
    Very well said.

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  2. "They broke closest to the knot, but not where there the knot was. Do you know why? Because the force never breaks the knots on the thread but the thread itself."

    THIS POST WAS EXCEPTIONALLY AND BEAUTIFULLY TRUE!

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  3. This is very well written. I like your theory but I think that untangling anything requires a great deal of patience, and it sometimes very trying. But it depends on how much effort we are willing to put in. :-)

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  4. Wow, I love this. Especially "You'll realize, at that point, that just like you can't fix a broken glass, you can't un-fray a shredded thread."

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  5. This makes so much sense on so many levels. Actually.
    It sounds like spoken word poetry in my head though :)

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