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Life is good..... Love is enormous...

It always happens!!! When you least expect it, something happens that makes you see, what you have been staring at for so long, but still missing. I guess its because of the ripples... its hard to make out what's there. But once the ripples subside, things become clearer, on two planes. The bottom is now visible and we see the object that caused the disturbance. Looking a bit closer to the surface we see our reflection and know how the disturbance has changed us. Thank God life is not ripple free ....

Speaking of ripples that reminds me of this picture I saw at a factory in Bombay where I was undergoing my training in process control instrumentation. I was the only girl in the training batch of fifteen. So there we are standing near the control valves and checking out the huge machinery and instruments when this guy walks in, kinda old ... obviously in charge of that particular process. He starts showin us how the various paramters are controlled and measured ... we are eagerly listening and asking questions when he says "Baby, lift that lever". So I looked at him blankly and he starts pointing and says "that pressure lever there, turn it to the right baby." I could almost hear the guys falling over themselves with laughter. Turns out he really was a sweet guy, and he was concerned 'bout me, during the lunch break he asked me how I was going home and gave me directions on how to reach home safely. It was weird though being called baby like that, guess he calls every girl - baby. Anyway, am getting sidetracked ... by memories. Okay, 'bout the picture I saw at the factory: A brook trickling over rocks and boulders in its path through the woods. And this caption was beneath the picture .... In the confrontation between the stream and the rock, the stream always wins, not through strength but through sheer perseverance. That kinda stuck on ...

Anyway, today as usual went walking in the colony with Cheryl and when we reached the park, it was empty ( I guess because of the 12th results, everybody was in major shock) so we sat on the swings. It felt nice... love the swings. After 10 minues this lady came with a bunch of kids, and we left reluctantly. Man! Whatever happened to family planning ....

And about the 12th results, that makes me laugh now. Its just the sheer happiness of being done with it! This place is crazy, the 12th students are crazy, their parents are crazy, the teachers are crazy, the tuition teachers are crazy, the education system is the craziest ... when you are in 12th everythin is just plain crazy! Cause nothin makes sense... the mindless studying till you feel your brains beginning to decompose, the endless hours spent travelling back and forth between home school and tuitions, the expectations of overzealous parents, the 'extra classes' in school, the school teachers not understanding that you have a test in tuition, and the tuition sirs not understanding that you have a test in school and nobody bothered 'bout anythin but a four figured total. The education system is so warped up here. One thing I really came to hate in the 12th standard, the alarm clock ... to hear that thing ringing so freakin loud EVERY mornin! Even now when we hear that sound, we (me and my sister) run at breakneck speed, to make it stop! Nameeta even suggested burying it in the backyard, but the parents weren't amused with the idea, so its just left standing there, but they have learnt not to use that to set the alarm.

Boy! Seems I was in a very writeative mood today.

Comments

ooh lala said…
What a wonderful thought: "Thank God life is not ripple free ...." I believe that the trials, tribulations, and disturbances (as you call it) are what make us see who we really are. It is through these that make us recognize our real selves... how we deal with them make us see how God created us to be -- wise, talented, skilled, and able. A perfect and problem-free life will never lead us to knowing how blessed we are to be created this way. Truly, thank God life is not ripple-free. :)
That Squirrel said…
I love to see you writing so much! I'm very proud of you...haha. Everyone does have it in them to write and everyone has a story to tell. I agree with you about the ripple-free life. Sometimes I wish we didn't have to go through so much to find comfort but I read in this book called "In the eye of the storm" by Max Lucado how God lets us find Him better in the midst of a storm. Our God works that way and His way works. Sometimes it's easy to forget that but we need to remember to go back. Keep the thoughts coming!
Anonymous said…
I see that Karen has turned Philosopher on us. It is interested to note that. I always like to believe that God never gives us more than we can handle and everything that we go through in life is for a reason!!!! It was nice having you here.....

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