Random Ramblings

Staring up at the stars starts chains of thought that would surprise you if you caught yourself thinking of them. These are some of my thoughts while I was half-asleep on the bus journey from Manali to Delhi.


You know you are in a mountainous region when you can’t differentiate between a star and the light coming from a house at the top. We are supposed to have 3D eyes…i.e. we are supposed to be able to differentiate distances but still it is impossible to differentiate between these. Stars make us realize how insignificant we would be in front of a larger body. The stars - larger than the largest thing we can imagine, standing unimaginable distances apart from each-other – look so tiny to our eyes that our forefathers were able to imagine figures in the night sky, as if they were playing ‘Connect the Dots’ on a piece of paper. The astronomical sizes involved are just numbers to everyone, even to those who do these calculations everyday; no one ever could have possibly imagined the distance everyone knows as one lightyear, or even one lightsecond which itself in 3 lakh kilometers (again just a number). I remember it was something like 2,99,792 point something kilometers to be exact as I memorized it once upon a time to brag about it to my friends who, till then didn’t even know that light and sound also travel. Douglas Adams was right in Hitchhiker’s when he said that the most terrible torture invented was a machine (Total something something) that showed a person his place in the universe in proportion to his size. The sheer enormity would be enough to make you go mad. In fact, just 1 AU compared to the size of a person, if shown to scale, will be enough to make anyone go mad.

Why is it that we feel a vague sense of longing when we stare up at the stars or stare out to the sea? Is it the well-known restlessness that humans are famed to possess? Is it the mystery of the unknown and the unseen that beckons us? Or is it simply that we are so engrossed in our immediate surroundings that it takes an unchanging scene for us to realize that in this rapidly changing world there is a small part of us that yearns for stability? You suddenly start thinking about people and things that haven’t been around you in a long while. You remember the place that you grew up in, the field where you used to play with friends whom you have lost touch with. You think of the people you were close to once but have fallen out with now. You miss the sights and sounds that were a part of everyday life when you were young. You miss all those moments of life, all those small things that you never had really cared about.


This was when the bus started playing Om Shanti Om and my chain of thoughts got disturbed. :|