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The aging ship sets sail again
Posted 18th March 2008 at 02:29 AM by Cheeniya
There was this magnificent ship cast in pure gold and studded with precious gems, a vessel that was built to traverse not only the mundane waters of the seven seas but also the oceans of the heavens. But alas, it had no one to take command and guide it to set sail. For a long, long time it remained rudderless. With the efflux of time and the absence of an ideal commander, the ship started aging and the glittering gold lost all its sheen till it was a dull sheet of pale yellow. The precious gems that shone like the bright stars of the heavens were now like the telltale signs of a ravaging plague. The ship looked pathetic, tossing about in the high seas, a mere shell of what once was the most beautiful sight on earth.<?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /><o:p></o:p>
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It was then that I sighted the dying ship in the blinding flash of a heavenly light. In that split second, I could see that the aging ship belonged to me. Beneath the thin veneer of its withering gold, I could perceive all the magnificence that must have been an inherent part of this wondrous ship. I knew instantly that it needed me most to regain all its glory. I suddenly felt this urge to take command gushing into my whole being. And so I took command.<o:p></o:p>
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When I put my hand on the helm, the whole ship shook in a mighty heave and through my fingers I could feel how long it must have waited for me and how much it longed for this magic touch. As if touched by the wand of the world’s greatest magician, the ship regained all its lost magnificence instantly. The gold shone brighter than ever before and the gems put the stars to shame. With my deft hands steering it, the heavenly ship sailed along the silvery moon for its most memorable voyage. Soon it became a legend traversing the seas of all the worlds here and beyond the limits of the heavens.<o:p></o:p>
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I knew that soon a day would come when my ship would be lifeless. It would be the saddest day of my life. But then, nothing would keep me away from it. We belong to each other. We have no will to exist without the other. <o:p></o:p>
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It was then that I sighted the dying ship in the blinding flash of a heavenly light. In that split second, I could see that the aging ship belonged to me. Beneath the thin veneer of its withering gold, I could perceive all the magnificence that must have been an inherent part of this wondrous ship. I knew instantly that it needed me most to regain all its glory. I suddenly felt this urge to take command gushing into my whole being. And so I took command.<o:p></o:p>
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When I put my hand on the helm, the whole ship shook in a mighty heave and through my fingers I could feel how long it must have waited for me and how much it longed for this magic touch. As if touched by the wand of the world’s greatest magician, the ship regained all its lost magnificence instantly. The gold shone brighter than ever before and the gems put the stars to shame. With my deft hands steering it, the heavenly ship sailed along the silvery moon for its most memorable voyage. Soon it became a legend traversing the seas of all the worlds here and beyond the limits of the heavens.<o:p></o:p>
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I knew that soon a day would come when my ship would be lifeless. It would be the saddest day of my life. But then, nothing would keep me away from it. We belong to each other. We have no will to exist without the other. <o:p></o:p>
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Dear Vidya
The story of Wasa is at once impressive, inspiring and awesome! There is a lot of similarity between a ship and a human being from the point of view of the life span. Ships are remembered for the voyages that they had undertaken and the humans are remembered for their achievements in life. The question is how much attention a person should pay to the kind of foot prints that he leaves back as he marches through his life. It is not how long one lives but how well he does.
I strongly believe that no one comes this way without a purpose. Many may not know it and yet be playing that role as ordained. But certain finesse in that role play can be possible only when we get to know the import of it. People who never get a grip on their lives till they die hardly leave a mark by which they can be remembered. Some are blessed to get that grip early in their lives. Some, like the ship that I have described, may get it at an advanced age. But no matter when we take charge of our lives, instead of allowing it to toss about in a stormy sea, there is still hope of redemption.
Wasa is yet another great example of what can be done to a 'dead life'
Thanks a lot for the truly illuminating FB, Vidya
SriPosted 21st March 2008 at 02:16 PM by Cheeniya
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Here we see a different Sri, in a philosphical mood.well said, and very true.How come u are posting so less these days? Lost interest Sri, i hope yr health is fine and u are fit as a fiddle.Take care.Regards.kamalPosted 26th April 2008 at 04:44 AM by Kamalji
