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Chance happenings

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I am often astounded at the manner things develop from the minutiae that we are familiar with, into something unbelievably complex.


Chance happenings


When we drop a pebble into a placid lake

We expect a ripple

Not a big one of course

Just enough to suit the effort


Yet it so happens

That on occasions

Our little pebble ignites

A depth charge, long left unexploded


As we watch bemused

The lake transforms into a frothing mass

Seething and weaving

And splintering into myriad particles


It rakes up the slushy silt

Lying at the bottom

Which no one knew was there

And spreads it over the face of water


Sometimes whole skeletons

Buried deep within

Jumps up and performs a dance

That stuns us to the very core


There is some sulfurous smell

That emanates from the bad bowels

Of the once beauteous lake

Making it toxic and acidic


It is a giant spectacle

Even if so unexpected

But it excites us too

Although we caused it not


Isn’t this what keeps life-

So interesting to live?

Should we feel delighted

When these accidents occur…….?


Or should we?

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  1. dearest sam,
    i think its one of your BEST poems, its too beautiful, true and realistic.

    bless you for this one..

    once a corrupted woman told me one should not pelt stones at a pool of mud (she used dirtier language) … but this one was not even that, but one can never say what will chain reaction bring forth…

    simply mind blowing!!!!!

    trisha

    October 25, 2009 at 7:19 am

  2. Dearest Trisha,

    Thank you so much for being kind to think it good 🙂

    As you have realized its only an allegory. There is no dropping of stones here in the real sense.

    (As an aside let us say that one should never drop stones into water bodies and though dirty, that woman is right in that sense. Water bodies are sources of life and should never be filled up. Even a solitary stone may cause this to happen in the course of time. “Many droplets makes a flood” as they say.)

    Martin Luther pasted a piece of paper on the door of a church in his home town some 500 years back. He never knew that he was about to revolutionize the whole western culture then. I was thinking of similar incidents when I wrote those lines.

    Sam

    October 25, 2009 at 9:43 am

    • Hello Sam,

      That poem really is one of your best. It is so profound and deep, a universal truth which one knows instinctively, but which most people would be unaware of. You have a knack of rooting out deep and sublime truths!
      Blessings, Tessa

      yogastories

      October 25, 2009 at 3:35 pm

      • Hello Theresa,

        Thank you so very much for those beautiful words.

        I can still see that African child of your story in my minds eye, playing with himself. It touched my heart.

        When words do that, art happens 🙂

        Sam

        October 25, 2009 at 5:27 pm

  3. dearest sam,
    i too remember elders stopping us from pelting stones in ponds etc.. though they did not explained, at our childhood order was enough, we never asked for explanations 🙂

    trisha

    October 25, 2009 at 4:39 pm

  4. We were also told so when we were young. I asked why and they provided the most beautiful explanation ever. They were rustic souls but intelligent souls.

    They told me:

    “My dear child, we can’t live without water. You know how these are made, sometimes man made them after toiling day night for days on end, sometimes mother nature ( they called her simply mother) made them slowly through centuries. They are sacred with our labor and mothers wishes. We can’t hurt them in any way”

    Those people in my village were the greatest poets I ever saw 🙂

    I never forgot the lesson

    Sam

    October 25, 2009 at 5:41 pm

  5. you can learn a lot from people who are close to nature, if you care to learn.

    i always read red indian words of wisdom very carefully, unfortunately we indians are sitting on a pile of diamond and are not sharing it with other civilisations 😦

    check internet.. you will see, if you see any site which methodically discusses indian folklores and stories i will be truly surprised.

    there was one legendary bengali writer upendrakishore roy choudhury he has done it a little bit.

    trisha

    October 27, 2009 at 3:22 pm

  6. Red Indians have only folk lore, not any good books to go by. I have read some of them, in fact I may have a whole collection of their folk lore with me, in the digital form. They are perhaps collected in the last century or so by enthusiastic people.

    But our culture spread all over the world through people who came to India from time to time. It has influenced all the subsequent cultures that its wealth of folk lore has become merged with that of the other civilizations.

    So if we start discussing them we start discussing other folklore as well. May be that is why they are not taken up on the internet 🙂

    Sam

    October 27, 2009 at 7:11 pm

  7. your collection is certainly enviable 🙂

    trisha

    October 28, 2009 at 4:42 pm

  8. Well, its not as big as you suppose, there may be some two thousand digital books in it. May be about a thousand or so printed books. Not a big collection anyway compared to some I have seen 🙂

    Sam

    October 28, 2009 at 5:18 pm

  9. wooooooo hooooooooo!!!!!!
    how much more do you want?

    trisha

    October 29, 2009 at 2:40 pm

  10. It depends upon people.

    I revere letters and would read all those great souls I can find and have the time to read. Some are not worried about it like me. They have all the knowledge with them when they come into this life. They don’t need to read 🙂

    Sam

    October 29, 2009 at 5:50 pm

  11. well, i am jealous of those souls who had all this knowledge before they came to the world 🙂

    trisha

    November 5, 2009 at 5:42 pm

  12. Most of the people I meet are so 🙂

    Whenever I say something, they say dismissively that “It came from a book!”

    I am bugged 🙂

    Sam

    November 5, 2009 at 7:12 pm


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