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Monday, September 5, 2011

Dream



2300 Hours, searching for light in the dark forest, journey from old age to the birth of a child, a experience that remembered us our History to Destination in just 2 hours which was quite unusal but was too interesting...

At the end of summer town, some IST's with some Glowing Sticks waving, a series of gas Lights beside them were desperately waiting for some participants to come to them, there was a long run way which we have to cross for the next instruction from there we would go to our first destination, which was the old age.

a Room almost 10 Feet Wide and about 25-30 Meter long, full of smoke, lightening, as we feel the grave yard, the sad and the horror music on the tape, it was just to make us feel the death scene, the moment was so horrifying, excited, even at that time we were unable to think that what is happening or what will happen after some time? whats the next destination, we were out of our mind just going in a direction,nothing could be seen easily nor it was easy to breathe, nothing much was visible, like all the things faded away.. such a unspoken wonderful experience.. continuing Death Scene it was the adulthood, in which we have to feel as the experienced people do - I would call them experience because they are not so old enough, they just got the experience in whole such life - the sensing in their way, the sight with the blurred glasses, the sound of some animals with a non clearly audible tape recorder and much more..
In addition to that it was now the Youth Age in which we were shown world some great personalities including their life history, as some of them were Gandhi, Nelson Mandela and many more... :) their photos was stuck on the wooden board and we have to identify them and read about them with photos of them, we are meant to inspire, from their work, their speciality and to be one of like them to do something in life
Now we would near age of 24 or 25 where usually a person makes his family his life, as we were told to make a person draw him that we thinks as an ideal...
this was a boring one but the next one in the teenage, and childhood was to play with toys bigger to smaller, trickiest to funniest, challenging to tricky all the things made us remember our early life where we used to play with friends, have fun tease each other throw things on each other just not that enough, we fights cry help innovate, support love care each other.
with the phase our journey soon to end... but it was just a beginning to the new sight for the world

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http://mohsinkerai.blogspot.com/2012/01/2300-hours-searching-for-light-in-dark.html

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