Hey you all...!!!
To explain some about this series, this is an attempt for whatever I have been able to do with myself, don't intend to write it on a serious note... though it is a gratitude, acknowledgment, adulation series for all that I have, the inherent traits that I got, the ones I developed and for the most important person that I got in my life - my Maa who has been like the best friend, best teacher, best motivator, the strength for me... thought might as well do it now than to linger it to the time when I don't have time to do this... Have planned 4 parts in the series till now - don't know if they could be truncated within these four or will extend to the next part... but the 4 planned till now are :
- Part I - Veneration : Scenarios that I AM - its an assorted scenarios that define Me.
- Part II - Exaltation : Traits that I AM.
- Part III - Reverence : Maa - the One who made Me. (Thank God for Her)
- Part IV - HIS Grace : The Unforeseen - the situations that made Me.
So taking it ahead, with the first part... Enjoy reading...!!
Part I – Veneration – Scenarios That I AM (assorted)
Ø A sight-seeing bus is threading its way through crowded city traffic; its occupants eagerly view the sights.
Ø What has been a handsome and valuable bottle lies broken and forgotten; a track of living perfume leads from it.
Ø At a clearing of pioneer days in the forest all the neighbors have gathered to assist in a happy house-raising.
Ø In an old-fashioned candle lighting service a youth gains for the first time a sense of the great other world.
Ø A massive rocky shore presents its unchanging face of the centuries to the furies and coaxing calms of the sea.
Ø A queer craft equipped with special machinery is the base of operations for courageous divers of the deep sea.
Ø A beautiful gem of a lake set high in the mountains is revealed in the silvery bathing light of a full moon.
Ø A dentist hard at work; man-made porcelain replaces nature's enamel which consciousness has been unable to hold.
Ø A fellowship supper is served to a group of men brought together in reunion to live again in forgotten moments.
Ø There is great excitement on the narrow and treacherous beach; finally a drowning man is saved and brought ashore.
Ø A brilliant assembly of dignitaries is seen on a highly polished dance floor; it is an important embassy ball.
Ø In a rattle trap old wooden barn an earnest man works in a maze of apparatus; invention at the point of success.
Ø Through a seemingly inaccessible mountainous country the telephone linemen carry their thin lines of communication.
Ø In unconscious occult symbolism a group of laughing, joyous children are playing on five mounds of sand.
Ø A girl's face is revealed of fine, delicate, aristocratic features; suddenly these break into a glorious smile.
Ø A woman is great with child; the remarkable thing is that she was impregnated by her own spirit or aspiration.
Ø A winding quiet road, carpeted by the falling leaves, leads through an old fashioned woods rich in autumn color.
Ø A wise old parrot has been listening attentively to the conversation and preening himself; now he begins to talk.
Ø An immensely tall entranceway is closed by heavy and dark velvet portieres; a woman in white draws these aside.
Ø A soldier runs the risk of court-martial in remaining absent without leave, but a lovely miss clings to him.
Ø A group of hunters protected by heavy clothing are making their way out into the marsh to shoot wild ducks.
Ø A little white rabbit rests contentedly in his cage; before the eyes he metamorphoses into an elf in a fairy glade.
Ø A steady stream of people down a mountain side gives testimony to the power of the man who has there addressed them.
Ø An x-ray machine is in operation; by means of it a bit of fine diagnosis is made possible, and a life is preserved.
Ø A group is making camp; as if by magic the teepees are erected and home comfort established.
Ø Scintillating with the flash of the instruments and the colors of banners and uniforms, a military band is marching.
Ø A pageant of fairyland is made visible to mortal eyes; the king of the little people is welcomed to his domain.
Ø The town jester is in his element; it is Halloween and there is now justification for any and all of his pranks.
to be continued to Part II - Exaltation...!! catch u all later... till then...
Cheers...
- A
(P.S. I am forgetting the source, but the quotes are taken from a site.)
(P.S. I am forgetting the source, but the quotes are taken from a site.)
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