My name is Khan and I am not a terrorist.
Why is it so difficult to get this simple message across?
Why is it that ‘mature’ and ‘intelligent’ people have trouble understanding what seems to be obvious to someone supposedly ‘abnormal’?
Why is being different equaled to being wrong?
How come the people who worship a stone idol as GOD fail to see the humanity in another human being?
Why is it that my love story has to end, even before it started just because she was born in a different religion than mine?
Why does it take a crazy man to take on the society and do what his heart tells him to?
Why do we clap and applaud the movie in the movie hall and forget the essence the moment we walk out?
WHY DO I THINK SO MUCH?
Wednesday, March 3, 2010
Parampareche pike ka 'Pipe'?
Once upon a time, in the mysterious land of the sadhus and elephants and rope tricks also known as India, there lived a sadhu in his ashram. He, together with his disciples used to perform a 'puja' everyday, which involved the offering of milk and fruits and sweets to the deity. A poor cat, pulled by the sweet and tempting aroma of the food and forced by the rumblings of an empty stomach, used to sneak in the ashram and gorge on the offering.Until, that is, it was shooed away by an angry sadhu and his disciples. Finally, one day, fed up with the disturbance caused by a mere mortal creature in his dealings with the almighty, the sadhu ordered the disciples to find the cat and ensure that it's tied up to a tree in the ashram while the 'puja' was in progress. The disciples obeyed. Every day, just before the puja, someone would search for the cat, bust its hiding place and tie the frightened animal to a tree. Then there would be no disturbances in the great sadhu's dealings with the deity.
Thus was born one of the great Indian traditions!
Even to this day, just before the puja is to be performed, a cat is searched for and tied to a tree near the house.
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