You find revelations in the strangest of places and at the weirdest of times.
Was at a traffic signal close to office in an auto absently staring at the pavement (or the lack of it) while talking on the phone. Tracked this piece of Styrofoam packing bobbing along in a gutter where the jagged road tiles ended at the edge of the street-watching it getting tangled in some muck only to surge ahead suddenly, caught up in a fresh rush of effluent from the adjoining Industrial compound.
Ended up with a strange thought when I put the phone down. Don’t exactly understand what led me down that particular branch of reasoning.
I’m not what they generally call a believer. Don’t put my money on an omnipresent omniscient being. Take pride in my incredulity-and take all faith with a pinch of salt.
But I do believe (quite logically) that this sewage will evaporate into vapour, abandoning its current toxic form to ultimately coalesce in a cloud somewhere and rain down as clean water that will sustain life before getting sullied again by all that it supports.
And yet I find the parallel idea of re-birth hard to digest. Had never thought of the issue in these terms.Always thought that it was some wild hope at the end of a rainbow, meant to distract us while we lived for the moment.
Strange. Surprising.
True?
You decide.
Was at a traffic signal close to office in an auto absently staring at the pavement (or the lack of it) while talking on the phone. Tracked this piece of Styrofoam packing bobbing along in a gutter where the jagged road tiles ended at the edge of the street-watching it getting tangled in some muck only to surge ahead suddenly, caught up in a fresh rush of effluent from the adjoining Industrial compound.
Ended up with a strange thought when I put the phone down. Don’t exactly understand what led me down that particular branch of reasoning.
I’m not what they generally call a believer. Don’t put my money on an omnipresent omniscient being. Take pride in my incredulity-and take all faith with a pinch of salt.
But I do believe (quite logically) that this sewage will evaporate into vapour, abandoning its current toxic form to ultimately coalesce in a cloud somewhere and rain down as clean water that will sustain life before getting sullied again by all that it supports.
And yet I find the parallel idea of re-birth hard to digest. Had never thought of the issue in these terms.Always thought that it was some wild hope at the end of a rainbow, meant to distract us while we lived for the moment.
Strange. Surprising.
True?
You decide.
*pic courtesy tribune india
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