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Time -Train...A Faint Indentations Reflect.
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A story about a time-train.
Standing right in the midst of a railroad track,,
The Nature of time.
Ah,, fill the Cup:- what boots it to repeat
How Time is slipping underneath our feet:
Unborn TO- MORROW, and dead YESTERDAY,
Why fret about them if TO-DAY be sweet!
EDWARD FITZGERALD.
A common sense view of time tells us that
one person has the same amount as another, that it is unambiguously measurable, it is independent of space, and
it moves inexorably forward. Aristotle would have been happy with the view of time; so would Sir Issac Newton. Not so that remarkable Professor of Mathematics,
Stephen Hawking. As he points out in his bestseller, A Brief History of Time, common sense notions are fine in their place, when they deal with apples or even planets that travel comparatively slowly, but our understanding of time doesn't work when we are dealing with things which travel at or near the speed of light.
Hawking 's theorising may lead him to
conclude that there's no beginning or end to time, indeed that the Universe has to start and no finish, but his musings need not detain us.
Time is like an ambassador in Phoenix, an era of upheaval that had spared none. It's a twice rolling reflection, the present recalling past, time is a scalar quantity (physics), it only has magnitude (distance),
no direction.
Train is both the magnitude and direction, (the provided distance, is a vector quantity, physics). Boarding a train is a direction in distance. Train a roaming time, which takes you to the future destinations recalling the time from the past journeys.
The immediate impression of Time is like fifteen voices shouting in twenty languages. Sometimes time is a concealing, unprophetic tale, Sometimes it's A Post-Apocalyptic Tale, Sometimes it
sits in the mind in a chair and offers brightest of smiles,
Time is like a soldier expected to prevail on the field of battle, if it cannot be decisive about ascending to an upper floor. Time a good training to maintain the evenness of its effect.
Time is a reverie by a delicate tapping of necessary and unnecessary reminders.
Train attested to a precision of purpose and the promise of adventure, some gentle
wisdom which tries mastering through the
completion of every little loop.
Train says excuse my curiosity,, and time says train is trying to reach the will- o'-the
wisp journey.
Time in Train, is like a good-bye to friends and family. We see parents and siblings grabbing precious moments off at the train (station),we visit cousins, attend schools, join the regiment n travel abroad in time- train journey.
It's a part of the human experience that we are constantly gripping a good fellow by the shoulders and wishing him well, taking comfort from the notion that we will hear word of him soon enough.
It's like how to teach our dearest possessions adieu. In the end, it's your inner compass which works,, you to the directions and concoctions of time-train a journey through phoenix or snowflakes.
A song which roams through,time-train journey is....Tum bhi chalo,,Hum bhi chalen,,Chaltey Rahey Zindagii.......☕
Mishra Poonam
A story about a time-train.
Standing right in the midst of a railroad track,,
The Nature of time.
Ah,, fill the Cup:- what boots it to repeat
How Time is slipping underneath our feet:
Unborn TO- MORROW, and dead YESTERDAY,
Why fret about them if TO-DAY be sweet!
EDWARD FITZGERALD.
A common sense view of time tells us that
one person has the same amount as another, that it is unambiguously measurable, it is independent of space, and
it moves inexorably forward. Aristotle would have been happy with the view of time; so would Sir Issac Newton. Not so that remarkable Professor of Mathematics,
Stephen Hawking. As he points out in his bestseller, A Brief History of Time, common sense notions are fine in their place, when they deal with apples or even planets that travel comparatively slowly, but our understanding of time doesn't work when we are dealing with things which travel at or near the speed of light.
Hawking 's theorising may lead him to
conclude that there's no beginning or end to time, indeed that the Universe has to start and no finish, but his musings need not detain us.
Time is like an ambassador in Phoenix, an era of upheaval that had spared none. It's a twice rolling reflection, the present recalling past, time is a scalar quantity (physics), it only has magnitude (distance),
no direction.
Train is both the magnitude and direction, (the provided distance, is a vector quantity, physics). Boarding a train is a direction in distance. Train a roaming time, which takes you to the future destinations recalling the time from the past journeys.
The immediate impression of Time is like fifteen voices shouting in twenty languages. Sometimes time is a concealing, unprophetic tale, Sometimes it's A Post-Apocalyptic Tale, Sometimes it
sits in the mind in a chair and offers brightest of smiles,
Time is like a soldier expected to prevail on the field of battle, if it cannot be decisive about ascending to an upper floor. Time a good training to maintain the evenness of its effect.
Time is a reverie by a delicate tapping of necessary and unnecessary reminders.
Train attested to a precision of purpose and the promise of adventure, some gentle
wisdom which tries mastering through the
completion of every little loop.
Train says excuse my curiosity,, and time says train is trying to reach the will- o'-the
wisp journey.
Time in Train, is like a good-bye to friends and family. We see parents and siblings grabbing precious moments off at the train (station),we visit cousins, attend schools, join the regiment n travel abroad in time- train journey.
It's a part of the human experience that we are constantly gripping a good fellow by the shoulders and wishing him well, taking comfort from the notion that we will hear word of him soon enough.
It's like how to teach our dearest possessions adieu. In the end, it's your inner compass which works,, you to the directions and concoctions of time-train a journey through phoenix or snowflakes.
A song which roams through,time-train journey is....Tum bhi chalo,,Hum bhi chalen,,Chaltey Rahey Zindagii.......☕
Mishra Poonam
