With the advancements of technology, we all are getting more and more practical. We are out of the myths that cultures have held long enough. We can now test various facts and figures in accordance with the internationally established indexes. We are playing 3D games, we are watching 3D movies, we are living virtual realities. We don’t believe in just saying it rather most of us are now interested in watching it happen, observing it getting unfold and enjoying a walk along how it all happens.
Long gone are the days when some Aladdin goes out for princess Jasmine, when a beautiful Belle accepts the true love in a disguised form, when the giant dancing boots fascinates masses, when some Faiz falls in love with a Laila and when a Romeo and a Juliet die in each other’s love.
Today we want actors to recreate it all for us, filled with emotions and absorbed with the same amount of love, devotion, honesty and struggle. Today we do not want to get out of our comfortable bed and we want these things roaming around our side by side. We want to talk with them as they cover their journeys, we want to be there when they are in a battlefield and we want to be a part of the performance, an invisible observer who admires everything going on but never can lead it.
I live in the same era of technology yet I still believe in fairy tales. I still believe myself living inside one where I am a silent observer and where I am admiring the scent of her soul. Where I am always standing there where she walks down the road and yet to her I am just like something she can’t either see or successfully manages to pass by silently. Where I can’t decide whether she is observing me or it’s just my heart following her. And like the end of every fairy tale, I believe that one day I’ll get awake from this inertia of constant stillness by the warmth of her laugh, by the love of her kiss, by the sensation of her hand inside my hands and with my tears falling from her eyes.
Hearing the word ‘moonwalk’ triggers the memory of Michael Jackson performing the illusion of going backwards while actually moving forward. However Moonwalking with Einstein triggers a question like what the hell are we exactly talking about?
This triggering game is a very classic of mind’s games. While discussing something with a group of people around, I actually tell my brain to trigger the correct names, dates, locations and sequences. At times, it presents the contents right in time while at others, well hats off to smartphones, laptops and availability of internet.
But taking assistance for something you should have at your fingertips feels like using a cheat code while playing some game. You read some book and by the time you finish all the detailed chapters, it happens sometimes, all you are left with is just an overview synopsis of the entire story. When it happens to me, I ask myself just to read the overview from now on. What’s the point of reading the entire detailed book when in the end all I will be left with is just the overview of the entire story?
Luckily I didn’t quit reading when one day I read a title Moonwalking with Einstein. The ‘overview’ said that it’s about an ordinary journalist who happened to cover the mnemonic competition held at Oxford University got inspired by some geeks expert in remembering and recalling anything and everything in no time and he ended up winning the championship.
The idea of remembering and recalling anything and everything glared my brain and I started reading the book. Though the book was more like the autobiography of the author but in the end it came clear to me that if I have to be good to at making my mind obeying the orders of triggering memories, I must really practice the following advice.
None of the techniques of memory sharpening will work unless you start ‘Paying Attention’ to what you are going through. 😀