My thought process is a little strange. Apart from being somewhat slower than the others it moves in the following order.STATEMENT.QUESTION.CHALLENGE.A simple Statement turns into A pertinent yet complex Question which poses itself as A Challenge at a later instant of time.Now before i move on let me tell you that this post originated through a similar chain of thoughts on a bus journey to Delhi.
Bus journeys are boring and mundane, specially when you travel alone, someone breezily commented. The above statement invoked a reasonable question in my head:But doesn't a journey solely depend on YOU to enjoy or to not enjoy?Or in simple words.Can't a simple thing like a bus journey be equally engaging & intriguing if you want it to be? So after the statement & question there was this challenge i set myself. I decided to be on the look out for all things interesting outside (and inside) the bus. And here i spell out one by one (in the next few posts) my observations or if you may like to call it the obiter dicta.
The Inevitable
The signs were always there. And the end was inevitable. This post is about a stone. A determined stone. Not a big rock. It was, as some would call it,the Obstacle. But it had a life.
It started its journey as a pebble,a minute yet sturdy aggregation of sand. Every tiny grain of silica was an inseparable part of this being. Yet some of this silica was shed when the tiny pebble moved ahead in its adventure. A unique way to leave its mark wherever it went. Little Homo sapiens always picked it up. They could see. The ones with long hair found him amusing and beautiful. They put him in their pockets. So he became happy. The ones with short hair threw him along his journey. He became worried. But that was his only means of transportation. Bigger Homo sapiens were indifferent to his presence. They walked over him. So he didnt like them. How could they not see him? They were blind.
So he decided to grow big. And thus he became greedy about 'his' silica. He never wasted it unless it was completely necessary to mark his journey and leave his presence. Gradually he became bigger and stronger. So he told his neighbour one day,"Now the bigger Homo sapiens must see me or i'll hurt them." I am The Obstacle.
Now he lay proud and confident on the seashore. No one could walk over him easily. The big homo sapiens almost always got hurt if they ignored him. It was his revenge. No species with small hair could pick him and throw him anymore. It was his life. He was determined to stay where he desired to. No species with long hair admired him anymore. But he was too grown up for that. Wasn't he?
Once he overheard a man point out to his wife,"Look at that arrogant stone which blocks our path while we work so hard to find our way." So the stone shouted, but only into oblivion "What about those countless days when i have been thrown around and walked over by creatures like you?" He stood helpless yet again as the beings simply walked over him. And then one day it all came to an end with a big homo sapien throwing him into the sea. The signs were always there and the end inevitable. The stone struggled under the pressure. But he finally gave up as the silica grains dissolved into the water one by one. He just had one wish to ask from god "Don't let me be reborn as a stone." But then thats inevitable isn't it.
It started its journey as a pebble,a minute yet sturdy aggregation of sand. Every tiny grain of silica was an inseparable part of this being. Yet some of this silica was shed when the tiny pebble moved ahead in its adventure. A unique way to leave its mark wherever it went. Little Homo sapiens always picked it up. They could see. The ones with long hair found him amusing and beautiful. They put him in their pockets. So he became happy. The ones with short hair threw him along his journey. He became worried. But that was his only means of transportation. Bigger Homo sapiens were indifferent to his presence. They walked over him. So he didnt like them. How could they not see him? They were blind.
So he decided to grow big. And thus he became greedy about 'his' silica. He never wasted it unless it was completely necessary to mark his journey and leave his presence. Gradually he became bigger and stronger. So he told his neighbour one day,"Now the bigger Homo sapiens must see me or i'll hurt them." I am The Obstacle.
Now he lay proud and confident on the seashore. No one could walk over him easily. The big homo sapiens almost always got hurt if they ignored him. It was his revenge. No species with small hair could pick him and throw him anymore. It was his life. He was determined to stay where he desired to. No species with long hair admired him anymore. But he was too grown up for that. Wasn't he?
Once he overheard a man point out to his wife,"Look at that arrogant stone which blocks our path while we work so hard to find our way." So the stone shouted, but only into oblivion "What about those countless days when i have been thrown around and walked over by creatures like you?" He stood helpless yet again as the beings simply walked over him. And then one day it all came to an end with a big homo sapien throwing him into the sea. The signs were always there and the end inevitable. The stone struggled under the pressure. But he finally gave up as the silica grains dissolved into the water one by one. He just had one wish to ask from god "Don't let me be reborn as a stone." But then thats inevitable isn't it.
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