18th June, Tuesday, as I described in the
previous three posts, this years Saturn
Retro 2013’s final week (17th Jun, Monday- 23rd Jun,
Sunday) is/ has/ become/ becoming a SYMMETRICAL INVERSE/ REVERSE of my Paris Trip of Saturn
Retro 2009, (27th April, Monday- 3rd May, Sunday). A kind of mandatory, (in) voluntary, REVERSAL
to counteract years of previous
transgressions during Saturn Retro. AND, a REVERSAL, which is also helping
unravel two different orders/ entities
of contemporary thought, namely the fantasmatic Object/ Desire of Paris Trip
2009, and the VOID/ Black hole of Hometown Guwahati trip of 2013. Saturn
Retrograde is where it’s all happening. Vedic Scholars
were tripping on OUR so called cutting edge, contemporary, cutting edge TIME LOOP.. long back
in the ancient times!!
Reversals between: Monday, 27th April, 2009- Monday , 17th
Jun, 2013
Monday, 27th April, 2009,
early morning we set out of home for Paris .
Entire noon time was spent in international airport, Immigration form, process.
By noon, our flight had taken off. Meanwhile, just before taking off, Sangeeta,
bought a packet of Assam Tea from International airport, for her colleagues in Paris . This act was a
Virtual of the Virtual of the Virtual. Being from Assam ,
buying Tea not from Assam ,
nor Delhi local
market, BUT the outgoing counter of the International airport!! In contrast, Monday 17th June, was a complete
INVERSE/ REVERSE. Woke late from friend Adil’s office, had to come home in
searing heat, because of the construction work, going on at home and office
simultaneously. Later walked in searing
heat of Guwhati’s heat spell, noon, went with painters to buy additional paints
for Vastu correction of our kitchen and eastern area, a LONG PENDING task,
since yesteryears!
Whereas, in Monday, Retro 2009, I was suspended in Unfolding Anti Gravity, Virtual Reality, and strangely felt ONE amidst unknown strangers in a strange land. Conversely, on Monday Retro 2013, I was in the heart of Gravitas, the mud PIT deep inside home ground. There was no electricity, water, lift, etc, at home. The sweltering heat, the heart of the Pan- asian dystopia! Later, had gone with Lueit to our fellow hostelite/ architect Parthajeet Sharma’s book launch, “Smart Phones, Dumb People”. Where I was remarked upon by some acquaintances, Senitinels of Assamese Culture” on my shabby hair, clothes, un-smart appearance. Which pierced my ego/ heart, because I’m NOT the casual attitude, that I recklessly portray. Despite my current Saturn Retro bearded, scrawny, and shabby look. But good timing, being Saturn Ultra Retro, especiallyParis reverse.
Whereas, in Monday, Retro 2009, I was suspended in Unfolding Anti Gravity, Virtual Reality, and strangely felt ONE amidst unknown strangers in a strange land. Conversely, on Monday Retro 2013, I was in the heart of Gravitas, the mud PIT deep inside home ground. There was no electricity, water, lift, etc, at home. The sweltering heat, the heart of the Pan- asian dystopia! Later, had gone with Lueit to our fellow hostelite/ architect Parthajeet Sharma’s book launch, “Smart Phones, Dumb People”. Where I was remarked upon by some acquaintances, Senitinels of Assamese Culture” on my shabby hair, clothes, un-smart appearance. Which pierced my ego/ heart, because I’m NOT the casual attitude, that I recklessly portray. Despite my current Saturn Retro bearded, scrawny, and shabby look. But good timing, being Saturn Ultra Retro, especially
In afternoon of Monday 27th April, 09, a stranger, visitor from
In Ultra Retro 2009, during this exact time, Monday evening, had entered Paris, in rainy, divine weather, a magical suspended journey from airport to Champs De Elysees. The Anti Gravity, magic, mystery in the air was too much. Cool Europe, Parisian magic, at its sublime best. During Later, evening, I went with Bitu to khuras place for some astro corrections. Soaking in sweat, in the sweltering heat, we had rum like fools. And, were almost collapsing in the “
Further, later into the night I
went to my young friend Mon’s place at Usha Court , Zoo Tiniali. His apartment/
building carries a distinct residue of the political turbulence of early Assam . Ask any
resident, they can testify about the dark phase, upheaval, political turbulence
of Assam ,
and this building’s centre stage in it. Every
time, I come here and stay overnight, I get swallowed by dreams and stories of
past political backwaters. Far backwaters, stories of unimaginable darkness,
chaos, mayhem, violence, rupture. And the residual energy of this building,
which had many ceremonies performed here to purify it’s quarters, still carries
a tangential residue of an unique nature. It’s yellow, gloomy, gothic, and carries a strange spidery feeling.
A perfect inverse of the interiors of Hotel California, in Champs’ De Elysses, in front of the Arch De Triumph, at the HEART of Paris, where we stayed in, in our Paris Trip, Ultra Retro, 2009. Comparing Monday 27th April, ’09, our first night in Hotel California, (the strangest of names ever), I felt odd, out of place, jittery by the European texture of things. But conversely, Monday, 17th Jun, ’13, I felt STRANGELY welcome into familiar Gravitas, residual Heaviness, ofMons
place at Usha court. Slipping into a familiar, dark, swamp, a yellow, gothic,
pool, it had meaning, infamous roots in dark terror. BUT yet, purged,
comforting, darkness incarnate. Saturnine. The perfect abode for RE-ENTRY
during Ultra Retro!
A perfect inverse of the interiors of Hotel California, in Champs’ De Elysses, in front of the Arch De Triumph, at the HEART of Paris, where we stayed in, in our Paris Trip, Ultra Retro, 2009. Comparing Monday 27th April, ’09, our first night in Hotel California, (the strangest of names ever), I felt odd, out of place, jittery by the European texture of things. But conversely, Monday, 17th Jun, ’13, I felt STRANGELY welcome into familiar Gravitas, residual Heaviness, of
On Monday, 27th April ’2009, I was staying in the heart of the Fantasmatic Object/ Simulation, staying in a “Hotel California” in Champs De Elysses, Paris. However, yesterday Monday, hometown Retro ’13, Conversely, I was stationed in the Void/ gravitas of
Tuesday, 28th April, 2009- Tuesday , 18th Jun, 2013
Tuesday, 28th April,
2009, was the first morning, when I set out in Paris , alone, after Sangeeta had left for her
official work. For a person, who hardly does any travelling alone, nor
exploration, adventure, it was a remarkable, lifetime event. Exploring Paris,
all on my own, without knowing the language, a brand new unimaginable
adventure. An unimaginable, MAGICAL Voyage. Suspended in Unimaginable ANTI
GRAVITY. In
contrast, Tuesday 18th June, 2013, was a complete INVERSE/ REVERSE.
Woke late at Mon’s place, late, outside the world with its busy traffic,
chaotic roads, rolled by, I felt like The One Who Got Off The Ride!! Left
behind by the world, long behind, far backwaters! Woke up to the ever familiar
NIGHTMARISH Void, of HaNGOVER, of the
Horror of the Real. Had to come home in searing heat, because of the
construction work, going on at home and office simultaneously. House was in a
grand mess, wall cut, AC pipes, repair, renovation in full bloom. The nightmare
of Reality. Dust, chaos, exposed veines/ arteries of the house. Mother narrating
NIGHTMARISH stories of water, electricity, domestic problems. Nightmaruish realities.
Suddenly , I was DEEP into the dark, humid , intestines, the suffocating BELLY
of the BEAST!!
Tuesday, 28th April, 2009, the whole day, I roamed around, until my feet pained, in the magical city ofParis . Exploring,
discovering. Conversely, Tuesday 18th
June, 2013, was a complete INVERSE/ REVERSE, dealing with domestic problems,
broken pipes, leakages, dust, viscera of Home, which I normally deal with,
always roaming about, in Hometown Guwahati. Later, after sisters room AC got
installed, collapsed, lazed for endless hours, uncharacteristically AT HOME,
WHOLE DAY in Inexplicable REST/ INERTIA, but explainable only by it’s Symmetric
Inverse:
Tuesday, 28th April, 2009, a day where I was in unwarranted movement, motion, exploring the Virgin territory of Paris. Getting over my fears, getting to knowParis , in its
sublime magic. FRESH, NEW, SUBLIME, MAGIC in contrast to Tuesday 18th June, OLD HORRORS RESURRECTED. NOW,
as I write out this final para, completeing it’s final instalment in Lueits
office, and after a spell of HOT/ COLD contrasts, (AC/ outside, again and
again) am having a hideous cold, in this Hot weather.
I can definitely testify regarding my emotional state during Evening in Paris, Tuesday, 28th April, 2009, that after a spell of Diverse contrasts, I must have finally dissolved it into a understanding/ Integrity/ universal Fundament/ an Organic whole about the City I had been formerly, so apprehensive about. Conversely, Tuesday 18th June, 2013, was a complete NIGHTMARE, in my ever familiar hometown, a day of diverse contrasts, which find me, in Hot/ Cold nightmarish unease. Neurasentic irritation.
Evening inParis , Tuesday, 28th
April, 2009, found me in SATISFACTION at
having dealt well with a Brand New World, so well. Whereas, evening, Tuesday 18th June, 2013, in hometown
finds me so ruffled, askew, jittery, loose, COME Undone at the seams, at having
handled OLD HORRORS RESURRECTED, so badly.
Tuesday, 28th April, 2009, the whole day, I roamed around, until my feet pained, in the magical city of
Tuesday, 28th April, 2009, a day where I was in unwarranted movement, motion, exploring the Virgin territory of Paris. Getting over my fears, getting to know
I can definitely testify regarding my emotional state during Evening in Paris, Tuesday, 28th April, 2009, that after a spell of Diverse contrasts, I must have finally dissolved it into a understanding/ Integrity/ universal Fundament/ an Organic whole about the City I had been formerly, so apprehensive about. Conversely, Tuesday 18th June, 2013, was a complete NIGHTMARE, in my ever familiar hometown, a day of diverse contrasts, which find me, in Hot/ Cold nightmarish unease. Neurasentic irritation.
Evening in
“Tomorrow”, Wednesday, 29th April, 2009, was the Day, when I went and visited and stayed the whole day at the
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