A Little Bit Wise(r)(?)
Is it too ominous to start on an grim note ? But,how many signs or charms do I believe in anyway? Then again, what happened was really an eye-opener(or closer) in a manner of speking. An accident on the road........a physically challenged man.........head bleeding profusely.......lay helpless in a pool of blood........I was passing by with a friend........she stopped and stood there,aghast (me too).But, for a split second only...... I quickly took her hand and led her away from the spot.There I was.........helpless.Since I do not wish to convert these thoughts into any script for the electronic media......I write in bits and snatches.But, who was more helpless then - me or the man? Whenever I am asked as to what I dislike most in others, pat comes my answer-HYPOCRISY.But, this was the moment when I realised - how can I hate something which I cling to so dearly? (This being a reality of being a hypocrite) I thought the injured man needed help. But, I just scampered away like a frightened sparrow-froghtened by gory reality,my mind becoming too numb to capture the gravity of the situation. Or,was that a new method I had just invented to demonstrate my chivalry(sic) to my shocked friend? As mentioned earlier, have I ever believed in any (superstitious) sign? don't know what explains a queer but temporary pain at the back of the head(the same spot where the person had been injured) that I felt as I was walking away.......and stil feel......maybe somehwere else? That is why, the mind and the heart that we humans are so proud of - can be in dire need of help at times. Otherwise, the pain becomes more unbearable than a physical injury. A piece of philosohy which I had heard many times, but realised now.And thus emerged at the end of the day,like the fabled fox,a little bit wise.
Is it too ominous to start on an grim note ? But,how many signs or charms do I believe in anyway? Then again, what happened was really an eye-opener(or closer) in a manner of speking. An accident on the road........a physically challenged man.........head bleeding profusely.......lay helpless in a pool of blood........I was passing by with a friend........she stopped and stood there,aghast (me too).But, for a split second only...... I quickly took her hand and led her away from the spot.There I was.........helpless.Since I do not wish to convert these thoughts into any script for the electronic media......I write in bits and snatches.But, who was more helpless then - me or the man? Whenever I am asked as to what I dislike most in others, pat comes my answer-HYPOCRISY.But, this was the moment when I realised - how can I hate something which I cling to so dearly? (This being a reality of being a hypocrite) I thought the injured man needed help. But, I just scampered away like a frightened sparrow-froghtened by gory reality,my mind becoming too numb to capture the gravity of the situation. Or,was that a new method I had just invented to demonstrate my chivalry(sic) to my shocked friend? As mentioned earlier, have I ever believed in any (superstitious) sign? don't know what explains a queer but temporary pain at the back of the head(the same spot where the person had been injured) that I felt as I was walking away.......and stil feel......maybe somehwere else? That is why, the mind and the heart that we humans are so proud of - can be in dire need of help at times. Otherwise, the pain becomes more unbearable than a physical injury. A piece of philosohy which I had heard many times, but realised now.And thus emerged at the end of the day,like the fabled fox,a little bit wise.

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