What happens when a frog that has spent his whole life in a
well of 1m radius is suddenly asked to swim in a lake? What happens when a
butterfly, accustomed of flying with the flies thrown to fly with birds? What happens
when Lewis carol himself wakes up to the wonderland he creates for Alice
It was a very usual
day for me as I geared up for “just another interview”. Camera, pen, diary,
documents and I were ready. But nothing could have made me ready for what I stumbled
upon in the hours to come. I felt like someone on a desert safari is asked to
swim in the ocean. Completely unprepared, unrehearsed and ill equipped. But I didn’t panic, instead chose to drown
then to swim.
He didn’t show me the ocean but the desert
devoid of knowledge I was living in and cursing for years. He didn’t ask me to
come up to the surface but took me down into the kingdom where nobody else is
capable of ruling. He didn’t give me answers but questions, questions which I was
timid to ask myself. He made me feel dumb, yet managed to dignify my presence.
I can go on and on
but I would like to conclude this by saying, I have found my calling.
2 comments:
"Just another interveiw" Nice one cheekoo !!
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