Wednesday, May 9, 2007

Web of Life

Spider-Man is spinning his web all over the world. The movie is breaking records one after another. Even, the movie makers are going wild with the crazy figures. As a matter of fact, I was also caught in the web. Though I had not read any comics, I am a fan of spidey from young age. I used to collect egg shells and make spidey mask. But that is not the point.

I like all of his celluloid adventures for one reason. It is not because Spider-man is a superhero. It is because of the way they balance life with super thoughts.

Spidey 1: "Remember, with great power. comes great responsibility."

Spidey 2: "I believe there is a hero in all of us, that keeps us honest, gives us strength, makes us noble. And finally gets us to die with pride. Even though sometimes we have to be steady and give up the thing we want most, even our dreams."

Spidey 3: "He wouldn't want us living with revenge in our hearts, it's like a poison. It can take you over and turn us into something ugly."

We have both good and bad within ourself. Finally, we choose.

Friday, May 4, 2007

Feel the heat

Question 1: Once a friend of mine who used to visit my home(U.S) regularly asked me, "Whenever I come, I always see you in the kitchen cleaning or cutting vegetables? Do you really like cooking ?"

Question 2: During my regular home call session, my mom suddenly asked, "What are you going to bring me from U.S?" As I always like to pull her, I replied "Whether I bring something or not, you are going to remain as my mom. Then, why should I take the trouble of bringing something?" She must have gone berserk with that answer.

Answer: Both these questions might be miles apart. But the answers to them are related. Definitely, cooking, ironing, cleaning are not exhilarating work for me. They are monotonous, irritating and more than that, I am not paid. Then why I do it ?

For the initial 20 years of my life, I had never done any of that stuff. Even, I had not entered the kitchen for drinking water. I got food wherever I was sitting. Everyday, my mom washed and pressed clothes neatly for me. She had never complained about doing all these things for me. Probably she must have worried when I was staying outside. All she wanted from me, was to be little more responsible about my activities.

Everything changes with time. Now, I cook my food. I wash and press my clothes. I clean home. When I say that I am doing all of this on my own, my mom is really happy. She is also proud that she had brought up someone who can feel women's heat in kitchen. I don't think I can match that with any tangible gifts.