( Overheard in the apartment lift, just as the lift is making its way to the higher floors.
Young boy, around seven / eight years. Wearing a big red T-shirt with ‘Tommy’ inscribed on it, clutching a ‘Granola’ bar. Accompanied by a middle aged man who hauls numerous plastic bags, apparently from weekend grocery shopping. Along with his paunch. Wife is missing from action today).
Boy : Dad if the lift doesnt stop at the 14th floor, will it take you above…? To heaven..?
Dad : ( Slightly embarassed )..hmm mmm
Boy : Thats great. Then you can be reborn as Aamir Khan !
Horror filled dad suddenly tries hard spotting cobwebs in the corner of a spotless lift !
So, that is that. Proof that everybody knows the story of a birth, death and rebirth.
My hypotheses is that children learn it from the way in which our roads are born, dug up, turned over and left to rot for some time. Until some time later, a brand new layer on top the existing layer is …i mean, given birth to !
Isnt that a perfect example of the cycle of birth, death and rebirth !
The alacrity with which roads are laid, and almost immediately, dug up for some maintenance work, sometimes is such a laugh riot, that it is not funny ! At other times, you wonder, why the tax payer should end up paying for such Sisyphean tasks that perhaps would put Sisyphus himself to shame !
So, for the tar on the road, i am sure, there is yearning to get Moksha. To be free from the cycle of the birth, death and rebirth ! So much like you and me ! But moksha isnt coming in a hurry. To you, or me.
Or for that matter, to the tar on the road !
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What a fascinating post, from the conversation (laughed at the “slightly embarassed” emotions, children bring out some interesting views).
But even better ~ how you correlated the cycle of life to road construction. Poetry, Kavi, you are a poet, not just with the words, but the way that you think!
I’m suspecting that hallucinogenics are involved, personally…
Nice comparison! The Political cycle is also similar. Congress->BJP->Congress->…and so on.
hmm..good post buddy..linking two events in a different way is really good.
What a great way to link our road travails with our philosophy/religion…. And aren’t kids just great ?. Maybe he wants his dad to have that Ghajini cut ?……:-)
Amazing!
Kavi!
With the growing life, your thinking and writing are going great and we are short of words for the praise of it…
Great great and great! Keep it Up!
Aleta : Thank you ! I can only say you are a very kind person !!
Thank you !
braja : well..i am not sure if you are too far off though !!!
Maduraiveeran : Ah ! Politics. No deaths at all ! Constant living. By crook. and also by the hook !! 🙂
Thenraj : Thank you ! Welcome here !
Ugich Konitari :The Gajini cut is the in thing ! And barbers are smiling away to glory. They can mess up any chaps hair, and then, draw a few lines on the scalp ! Whoa !
Swatantra : Thank you ! I am humbled !!
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First of all we first accuse them (labors) ‘ vanthutangada tirupi pallam nondurathuku’ they came again to dig up.
Sure life is a circle.
You had me laughing all the way. Poor father of Aamir-Khan-besotted-boy!! And the tar-street analogy was brilliant. I’m FOLLOWING you henceforth.
BTW, the “I can talk English” quote was also there in Amitabh Bachchan’s Namak Halaal.
Ganesh : Congratulations ! And its great to see you get started
Jeevan Oh yes ! wE say that..dont we
Sucharita : Thank you..it was great to connect up..!
Lateral thinking at its best.
Another thought that crossed my mind was that ‘child, really, is the father of man’.