Thursday, February 23, 2006

The Dark Horse

This is my attempt at Flash Fiction. I had submitted this entry at Kala Ghoda Festival.
Theme: Black Horse

With fear and hope I walked into the grandstand. I glanced at the track and the past races flashed in front of my eyes. It had all started with having fun with friends by betting on horses. How I had followed tips and sheer luck had made be wealthy. How my confidence had increased race after race, and how I would boast of myself in friends. I had just started riding the horse of greed!

How fun became an obsession, I realized only the day before when I bet everything and lost all. And there I was; all gloomy at the Junior Champion Stakes that day!

The thin pocket pinched me!

I touched the only money left in my pocket - five hundred dollars. The thought of losing it made me feel sick. If only greed hadn’t gripped me at the highest the day before, I would have been beaming with winning attitude again.

With trembling hands I placed the bet at the course bookmaker window, “Win on Reaffirmed”.
There was something about Reaffirmed that I bet on him again inspite of his betrayal the day before. My heart was pumping hard. Once again my fate was in the hands of the same stallion.

The race started. First Samurai was leading and Reaffirmed was at five. It looked tough for Reaffirmed to win. Reaffirmed tried hard and managed at third position. In the last lap, it was unbelievable to see First Samurai and Reaffirmed neck-to-neck. Both crossed the finishing line together. Both thought, he won the race!
First Samurai was declared the winner by jury. Reaffirmed lost.
I was pondering, my heart asking me questions, “Was it a sheer luck? was it the fraction (100$ for every 2$) I bet for? Didn’t I choose the Wrong Horse?


© Sweta Gupta

Wednesday, January 25, 2006

Another poem...

One morning I find myself
In front of a vast ocean
Very calm and serene
Everywhere blue and green
The horizon far away
A very thin line separates the sky
So peaceful the sight
If I were to choose
I would choose this tranquility.

© Sweta Gupta

Wednesday, January 11, 2006

You see what you want to see…

It is not what the eyes see; it is what your mind speaks.
It is not what the way it is; it is what you want it to be.
It is not what is written; it is what somebody has seen.
It is not what you are doing, it is what you want to do.
There is nothing as circumstances. It is YOUR choice.

Your choice to accept the way it is.
Your choice to see what the mind speaks.
Your choice to read the written.
Your choice to make a choice.
There is nothing as circumstances. It is YOUR choice.

© Sweta Gupta

Thursday, July 14, 2005

Meeting yourself (continued...)

A comment from Winny:

"I just visited you blog and read “ever wondered what will happen when”. Interesting one!! I have a fascination for modern physics, especially physics that deals with the origin of the universe and the idea of unifying all forces in nature. In one of the books I read ( I think it was “emperors new mind” or maybe “a brief history of time”) there is mention of the fact that there is not just one universe but many universes and each decision or action one takes spilts it up into further parallel universes. To sum we have parallel existences and there is no way we could get to shake hands with our parallel selves J. However metaphysics comes up with theories saying that the feeling that sometimes people have of being through a situation or place in past even when they infact did not (also known as dejavu) is infact the subconscious mind making contact with our parallel self having a different experience in a parallel universe. OOPS! I guess I got your confused."

My comment:):
I have a fascination for philosophy… and nature and how the two apply in our daily life (both personal and professional).

You didn’t get me confused. I liked this “However metaphysics comes up with theories saying that the feeling that sometimes people have of being through a situation or place in past even when they infact did not (also known as dejavu) is infact the subconscious mind making contact with our parallel self having a different experience in a parallel universe.”


It may be true… it may not be… but just thinking about it makes me glad.

While reading the book, i glanced back my life where I would like to meet myself today and stop myself from doing mistakes or speed myself by giving proper direction at moments when I waited for guidance or accompany myself when I was alone or cry on my shoulder when I needed it the most.


At times, you feel accompanied when you sit alone and think… think about your past or the other world where you are going through the same situation and if you would like to change the choice… you can help yourself…