In Continuum.

Rainbow in the Window

As the cab sped down the expressway with the suspicious gay driver in the front,peering at me time and time again through the rear mirror,you just have to make yourself not notice his presence at all.After all,a look or a glance,any sort of eye contact might suggest that you are in some weird and perverse way,interested.

Anyway,so i blasted "Phenomena" by Yeah Yeah Yeahs really loudly in my ears and stared out of the rained-dotted cab window.As it passed down CTE the trees opened up,and you can see all the way to the furthest building in the horizon.The sky was clearing up from the rain,and like those rare moments after a rainstorm you can rainbows in the sky.

I was just thinking,in the backseat of the cab,how such a natural wonder has become an everyday thing to us all.I remember that innocence when we were kids,looking up into the sky and seeing a real rainbow for the first time,instead of just pictures in encyclopedias and textbooks.The way they explain the formation of those in textbooks,the scientific way of it all,makes the true beauty of rainbows very well diminished.But when we set our eyes on rainbows,when we were kids,for the first time,all those stuff you learn in classrooms just fades away as you behold the beauty of the colours,colours of nature in the sky like some giant painting by an unknown God.

Rainbows to me arent special,or wonderful,or anything more incredible than say,a cloud shaped like a giant pineapple in the sky.To me they just happen all the time,the way the fellow driver on the street would react when you throw a middle finger into the air,out of your car window;the way tomatos always become ketchups if you toss them off the eleventh storey.Action and consequences,natural law.To me,the study of such natural wonders,or hardly so,makes it such a normal thing to behold.And that's a sad thing,for me anyway.

I thought about the kids in India,and how,when i was there back in February,thought they had the most beautiful sunset i have ever seen.To them,like the way i see rainbows,those sunsets are just everyday things.Everyday at around the same time,if you look out of your window and into the orange sky,you see the same amazing sunset across the sky,painting the land into a beautiful shade of orange and yellow.To the kids,after the first time,it all becomes routine,only natural.It is no longer beautiful,no longer astounding,just normal.

But what if they see a rainbow,like the way i witnessed it when i was in the cab?The desert hardly has rainbows i imagine,and if they were to behold such natural wonders,what would that be like?I miss the innocence that i had,the way i first saw the rainbows when i was young.I miss the way my heart skipped,when i saw the sunset in India,and saddened by the way the kids took no heed of it's existence at all.That feeling sort of got to me,when i saw that rainbow out of the cab window as well,the diminishing feeling of innocence,this common disease plaguing us like so many other diseases floating around the very air that we breathe.

It is a sad thing,to realise that you are no longer who you were,but an entirely different self.You think that,or rather you convince yourself that,you are a better person than before.More matured,wiser in so many ways.But when it comes to simple stuff like that,rainbows and sunsets,you then realise that in truth,in reality,how much you miss your immaturity,your innocence,that naive child you used to be.