We often hear these words being said by an invigilator in an examination hall which means that its time for you to wind up with all that you have prepared to make it palatable to the examiner’s eyes and give it a concluding eye in THE LAST 30 SECONDS.
Also, these might be the words of concern when a biker has to finish in time to make his successful mark in a race. If not successful then atleast laudable in THE LAST 30 SECONDS.
These words might hover on your mind when you are over the phone, wish to continue but you cannot, only because you are running short of balance. You are then reminded of making the possible use of THE LAST 30 SECONDS.
But how would it feel to you when you are asked to summarize all your possible feelings, your penchant for a person, your grounds of affection and your level of trust for the person concerned?? You might not be able to define the camaraderie you share with your chum but you might have been asked to define that tremendous flow of feeling. Wel.. I have had been made to tussle and come out of the most unexpected quandary of my life. I knew I was never born with such innate aptitude but it was unpleasantly titillating. I don’t know if I “really” ploughed but I had “tried” irrespective of all the possible ramifications thereafter. It was a rainy day, the last day of our meeting. He had been a good friend and a close companion. We had decided to meet up for one last time, may be because the things did not work out well and it was time to make a new beginning but with an end..(to a relationship).
It was a conscious decision and we had no regrets, only pains… We shared no personal grudges against each other but only few unforgettable moments for life which we were about to prepare to preserve as a memory for life ahead. It seemed that life within us had been drubbed by the circumstances but we had fallen short of perseverance, I feel. The feelings were all irrepressible yet very much calculated. We sat together waiting for each other to speak until he broke the silence and said – “Its time for me to leave now. It had been a wonderful journey so far . . . but you still have THE LAST 30 SECONDS..”(he smiled). I knew it was my last chance to speak my heart out but it would not have been an erratic behaviour for those who had been in such a situation before. We had reached the venue after a long tiring walk yet we seemed so fresh. The silence between us demanded time but unfortunately we did not have one !
He looked at me with a “bright satisfactory smile” and I wasted another few minutes excavating the reason behind it. It was one of his idiosyncrasies. I began to weave some thousand threads of past memories recalling how we had met for the first time, how we shared things, how we had been in the possible topsy-turvy of each other’s lives, how we had missed the presence of each other in a crowd of all those people who claimed to share a concern for us, how we had been successful in hiding the tears from each other and turned it into a smile as soon as the person at the other end smiled. We must have fought over petty things in life but on this “last day” our thoughts mingled in harmony. We departed and parted.
I do not know what I had left him with.. but he surely has left me with some infinite moments which had petered away into the memories of THE LAST 30 SECONDS.. . . . .
Also, these might be the words of concern when a biker has to finish in time to make his successful mark in a race. If not successful then atleast laudable in THE LAST 30 SECONDS.
These words might hover on your mind when you are over the phone, wish to continue but you cannot, only because you are running short of balance. You are then reminded of making the possible use of THE LAST 30 SECONDS.
But how would it feel to you when you are asked to summarize all your possible feelings, your penchant for a person, your grounds of affection and your level of trust for the person concerned?? You might not be able to define the camaraderie you share with your chum but you might have been asked to define that tremendous flow of feeling. Wel.. I have had been made to tussle and come out of the most unexpected quandary of my life. I knew I was never born with such innate aptitude but it was unpleasantly titillating. I don’t know if I “really” ploughed but I had “tried” irrespective of all the possible ramifications thereafter. It was a rainy day, the last day of our meeting. He had been a good friend and a close companion. We had decided to meet up for one last time, may be because the things did not work out well and it was time to make a new beginning but with an end..(to a relationship).
It was a conscious decision and we had no regrets, only pains… We shared no personal grudges against each other but only few unforgettable moments for life which we were about to prepare to preserve as a memory for life ahead. It seemed that life within us had been drubbed by the circumstances but we had fallen short of perseverance, I feel. The feelings were all irrepressible yet very much calculated. We sat together waiting for each other to speak until he broke the silence and said – “Its time for me to leave now. It had been a wonderful journey so far . . . but you still have THE LAST 30 SECONDS..”(he smiled). I knew it was my last chance to speak my heart out but it would not have been an erratic behaviour for those who had been in such a situation before. We had reached the venue after a long tiring walk yet we seemed so fresh. The silence between us demanded time but unfortunately we did not have one !
He looked at me with a “bright satisfactory smile” and I wasted another few minutes excavating the reason behind it. It was one of his idiosyncrasies. I began to weave some thousand threads of past memories recalling how we had met for the first time, how we shared things, how we had been in the possible topsy-turvy of each other’s lives, how we had missed the presence of each other in a crowd of all those people who claimed to share a concern for us, how we had been successful in hiding the tears from each other and turned it into a smile as soon as the person at the other end smiled. We must have fought over petty things in life but on this “last day” our thoughts mingled in harmony. We departed and parted.
I do not know what I had left him with.. but he surely has left me with some infinite moments which had petered away into the memories of THE LAST 30 SECONDS.. . . . .
- Shruti ~~~~~
8 comments:
hmmm...
"The Last 30 Seconds"
reminds me of something.
Don't know who you are,but really excellent write up..enjoyed reading...Rajat
nice!!!.... [:)]
pls do something to color and fonts.. it takes extra efforts to read.. otherwise, it was nice piece of writting
wow !! how beautifully u have said things....loved it...
such a simple topic but u have written wid such depth....
read a few above and id say i like the way ur thoughts flow...like a water in the river....the slave of the gravity , of ur inner desire to express!
id say..i like the way ur thoughts flow like water in the river,omnidirectional at times ,the slave of gravity or your inner desires to express!
I admire the fluid style of write ups more than the contents, which reflect personal thoughts of the writer & deserve unsolicited respect!
Wish to read from her Pen!
Sonu.
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