There is something cool about saying - "I come from the land of a billion sparks!"
This sentence, spoken by Chetan Bhagat a few months back at Symbiosis College here in Pune, has somehow stuck in my head. Yesterday I saw one possible interpretation of it.
I was riding along the road, when I saw a spark. Or I thought I did, cause it was something really bright. Turned out to be a smile. A bright radiant smile. It was serene, and not even remotely defiant, but it almost seemed to mock at the countless scowls that surrounded it. Maybe that contrast was exactly what made it stand out so starkly. It was the best smile that I've seen in weeks. It came from a soul. It came from a heart. The heart of a man who was happy.
A man who was carefree.
A man who was living in the moment, without the past weighing him down, or the future pulling him ahead too fast.
A man who was either completely oblivious or absolutely immune (or both) to his surroundings.
A man at peace.
A man, who was standing on top of a heap of waste-bags loaded into a garbage truck.
Surrounded by busy, "successful" people with "respectable jobs", holding their handkerchiefs to their noses, but trying to go around the garbage truck, acting as if the truck itself did not exist, leave alone the man perched on top of it.
A single smiling human amongst a wave of mindless rat-robots... That's a spark for you!
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2 comments:
You could spot that one smile amongst the serious faces and derive an inspiration out of it, then i guess you just got some amount of that spark too. ...
Nice post...and a Great escalation to what Chetan Bhagat mentioned.. :)
good one ...you gotta have that spark in you too to see those sparks around you ..:)
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