Time travel…!!! What a paradox…!!!

Time travel…!!!  What a paradox…!!!

Time, what a curious thing! We all have it, we all rush for it, we all lose it, it’s everywhere but time belongs to none. Time, as an idea dictates our daily lives, we find ourselves running from our past through our present to our uncertain future. Then what is time? A grand puppeteer? Time as a dimension is very fascinating to think about. Time travel intrigues all of us. There are so many tv shows and movies are about time travel, and they all have their own rules and explanation about the disastrous results about time travel and changing histories as we know it, creating paradoxes, different time lines, alternating universes. But still everything is or always will be very mind boggling.

OK let’s talk about scenarios, if I ever time traveled and then changed something very trivial in the past and returned to my own timeline, where I find things changed, like before I had a sister now a brother, or I have a twin sister. So then I must be in a different time line where a different me is living with a different life. So would be there two of us now? Because it is a different timeline, my timeline is where everything is still the same. So it’s very confusing isn’t it? If there is only me in this new timeline then would I have or acquire in given time two sets of memories, or would I lost the previous one when time would start to settle like a pudding.

And even I am in my present and traveled into the past and changed my future still its all in the past anyway right? Sounds crazy but my future is already someone else’s past. So whatever I did or doing its already happened so this was inevitable? The paradoxes are very confusing and interesting at the same time. Is there already time travelers from the future who are changing the history? We would not know, would we? Because we will remember only thing that happened and we could not have the memories of other time lines. So then we are all caged in our own timelines and alternative universes made by our choices in a fixed time, only the time travelers may notice the changes and may be could remember the before and after events.

So if we are not travelling through time, and if there are people who are then we cannot know about them or about the effects in the history for that matter because we are living in our own time line, we born live and die in it. In our own past present and future if the history and time changes then it will create a new timeline with new version of us or maybe without some of us, because we are what we choose so nothing is sure about our existence in different timelines and universes.

So we are stuck in our time bubble for our entire life, with our own choices our own dilemmas and with our own stories. Maybe there are other timelines and alternative universes where a different I is doing different things, maybe in some world I am a pilot, or a singer or a killer violinist, but it is all our speculations, imaginations. That is why we like talking about time travel maybe. Because it is full of possibilities. We like to think about a different life a different outcome of our choices. We learn from our mistakes or get hurt by them, but the idea of time travel gives us a hope however crazy that is, that maybe we can change our mistakes and write a new story a fresh one from the scratch. In our mind there are thousands of different time lines, we call them regrets and what ifs. So time is not a puppeteer or our master, time is nothing, but it is everything. We live in moments, we think, we act we suffer the consequences of a particular moment.  

It would never be anything else if I can never time travel. But if I can one day I sure would change many things, why not ?? There would be several different time lines as a result of my fiascoes, may the history change, for better or for worse, I would not care for any rules, rules are for a more boring timeline. Restrains never comes with power, this kind of power only attracts chaos, and chaos creates brilliant things.

With a vacant past!!!

With a vacant past!!!

Tradition strange word in some sense, for some people or foe even me it may means sometimes rules and restriction and the absence of freedom, why in this changing world I have to follow the past traditions? But sometimes it seems like only way to connect with our ancestors. Yesterday I was watching a program in or a documentary about the Italian bread makers family, from a very old times they are making breads and that is their tradition, grandpa to the next generation to the next and so on, the making comes easy to them like breathing that is the thing made me sad. My mother is a teacher my dad is a writer, my uncle work in bank; another uncle is a clerk and so on. The mobility in the works is there and also necessary for surviving in this hard economic conditions, beggars cannot be choosers right?

Means that, to survive we must do some job, any job that we can get out hands on, so how can we even think of tradition? What my ancestors did, I cannot follow because the world changed a lot, and I am without any tradition from my past. It is a shame really, that I know very little about my own family history, I am a sucker for history that is my forte, but still the history of my family I cannot reconstruct, I don’t have enough material to start, I don’t have any tradition left.

The bedtime stories from grandma grandpa, their memories heard by the little kids like sharing a lifetime sharing every experience and wisdom with the young generation, and like that story goes on, truth facts turned into folklore, and legends but somewhere in there the truth lives, like a treasure in the end of a clue chain. I never got chance to learn my family story from my grandpa from both sides, my family tradition lost with their last breath, I don’t even have the pictures, I can I the time when they lived did not have millions of cameras like today, maybe there were portraits of them but lost in time and turbulence.

The bread maker family, made me realizes that I learnt nothing from my ancestors I never had the tradition of my family, never knew them really, who were they? What sort of person? How was their life?  I know nothing, just living in present looking towards the future but with a vacant past a blurry past, how could a tree possibly touch the sky without the strong roots beneath the ground?

As I said before tradition is a complicated word, it’s not always mean chains, and rituals and restriction sometimes it is just only a way to connect with the past, without the time machine!! I don’t have that luxury, like my huge family lost in time my story the lives of my ancestors are also lost, I cannot do anything to change that, I will never know what was my family’s forte, how they started their lives. I know how human being evolved or the history throughout the age, from prehistory to proto- history, to ancient to modern but I don’t know the history of my own family, sound selfish in a bigger picture but what I can do man is a selfish animal after all. And here I stand all alone a new me with a new future ahead with no visible roots, just biological traits in the genes but no tradition.