“Tell me, what do You want from me?”- One day I asked God, who had been following me for years. The Old Man was taken aback. Having recovered His composure, He smiled and said-“ Whatever you could give me.”
I told Him I had no money to give Him for I hardly earned at all. He nodded.
I told Him I had nothing that I could call my own. Right from my clothes to the house that I lived in. “ Not even the girls/women…they always belonged to others!”- I added with a naughtiness that is all my own.
He smiled once again with a certain understanding.
“ Come on Old Man, You’ve been following me since I was born and You’ve seen me grow up to become whatever I have. I don’t need to tell You anything except that I must confess You’ve been a great follower. Everytime I have looked back, there You were… like a Disciple. So Dear Friend, could You be more specific about what You want from me?”
He simply looked at me for what seemed like eternity and then said, with that eternal smile of His-“ I just got what I wanted. Thank you.”
I then offered Him my hand and He took it in His and shook it.
I winked at Him, turned and started walking again. A few steps later I turned and looked.
Yes. He was there. Following me like always.
I shook my head and resumed walking. It felt good to know I had a Follower.
Thursday, May 12, 2011
The Joker
[A translation of a song written in hindustani “ Haadson ke bavan patte…”]
Fifty two cards of incidence
A few hands you lose, a few hands you win
Those who do not understand this game suffer
The wise is truly “the joker”!
True, the table never changes
But if you play the cards in your hand well enough
Then the sun will rise within
For in the darkness dreams shatter
Those who do not understand this game suffer
The wise is truly “the joker”!
Fifty two cards of incidence
Fifty two seasons of life
1 2 3 4 5
6 7 8 9 10
A jack, a queen and a king
Thirteen cards in your hand
There are thirteen cards in my hand
So let’s play together
With these fifty two cards
Red and black
These wonderful pack of fifty two cards
They act in such colorful ways
The heart and the spade, the club and the diamond
Those who do not understand this game suffer
The wise is truly “the joker”!
Fifty two cards of incidence
A few hands you lose, a few hands you win
Those who do not understand this game suffer
The wise is truly “the joker”!
True, the table never changes
But if you play the cards in your hand well enough
Then the sun will rise within
For in the darkness dreams shatter
Those who do not understand this game suffer
The wise is truly “the joker”!
Fifty two cards of incidence
Fifty two seasons of life
1 2 3 4 5
6 7 8 9 10
A jack, a queen and a king
Thirteen cards in your hand
There are thirteen cards in my hand
So let’s play together
With these fifty two cards
Red and black
These wonderful pack of fifty two cards
They act in such colorful ways
The heart and the spade, the club and the diamond
Those who do not understand this game suffer
The wise is truly “the joker”!
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