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I drew the lines!
Thursday, January 31st, 2008Aren’t we like is?
Friday, January 19th, 2007| From Nature |
fragile and surrounded by the unseen….and we go along…spinning the web of life…
At times, we are happy about the way life goes…happy in the web we’ve spun around us…
At times, life freaks us out and we run around like crazy….only to realize we are stuck in our own web….
At times, we leave the web and venture out on a solid wall…. to realize there’s much happening beyond our boudaries… we might find another web – just like us, we might find others, willing or unwilling to talk to us…. to invite us in….
At times, we find our friends vanish overnight… did they really care all the while? or was that your assumption? You may wonder and never know the truth….
At times, we find that with one sudden, clean swipe the world around us is shattered and gone forever…
At times, we find that we can create a new web all over again…
until…. the end of our web brings our life to an end ….
Mother and son
Tuesday, December 28th, 2004When the tsunami struck, a mother and her two young sons were caught in the swelling waters. As tsunami ravaged the area, she realized that she could not stay above water holding both her sons. She was left with a tough choice – she had to decide which one to keep and which one to let go – she could hold only one child against the waters. She decided to keep the younger child and let go of the other son. Another woman nearby tried to hold this boy above water, but she too had to let go after she started going under.
The mother had braced herself for the loss of her son, but she had a pleasant surprise. The son was found later clinging to a door, alive and well except for a few bruises and a gash in his leg. It isn’t hard to think of the difficult situation the mother had to face. We would never want to find ourselves in such a situation.
What about the son? What did her think when his mother let him go with the water? Did he think she loved the younger one more? How did he feel when he got back to his mother? Did he realize the tough choice she had to make or did he think she didn’t love him enough?
The mother will have a tougher task ahead of her, convincing her son that she loves him too. I wonder how she would cope with her own and the child’s trauma. I pray and hope for the child to be out of this trauma and lead a normal life. What really comes out of it, I may never know.
Am I thinking too much? Can’t help it.

