This week’s Daily Post photo challenge theme, numbers, re-opened a chapter from my childhood memories…
I remember those happy days when we took pleasure in this indoor board-game called Ludo. Throw the dice and give your move with the numbers you get. Numbers played a key role in this game. Those who were lucky found the ladders to move up quickly.
And the unlucky ones got the snakes and struggled to reach 100, which was the winning point.
Good numbers and bad numbers are just so relative in this game. What is good for one might be bad for the other players. You never know what awaits you in the next move.
Now, when I look back to this Ludo board, I can see this simple game so closely resembles the biggest and most complex game called “life”. And numbers are important in every stage of our lives.
Your age is a number.
Your school and college grades are based on numbers.
Your salary/income is a number.
And your blog-views are also numbers. 😉 😀
Unfortunately, we are seldom happy with these numbers.
The first rule of sustainability is to align with natural forces, or at least not try to defy them. ~ Paul Hawken
Rishikonda Beach in Vizag is a place where you’ll see the two opposing forces of nature – the mighty ocean on one side and the rock solid earth on the other – are in constant fight with each other. During low tide the water recedes giving it a break. And in high tide the water again pounces on the rocks with renewed zeal and force. And years of corrosion have sharpened the boulders and created fissures through the rocky shore. Nature’s force has certainly created notable marks on the stones over the centuries.
In rivers, the water that you touch is the last of what has passed and the first of that which comes; so with present time. ~ Leonardo da Vinci
I have seen small streams, rather springs while traveling to mountains in Sikkim and also in Darjeeling when I was very young but never saw a waterfall in my life. Whenever I see pictures of waterfalls I imagine myself as a diminutive figure standing in front of the roaring water awestruck by Nature’s uninterrupted motion. So, when I came to know about the waterfall in Nainital I was delighted that finally my dream would come true.
However, when we reached the site of the waterfall the sun was about to set. I was expecting a wide-open space in front of me with the sight and sound of mighty waters flowing down the rocks. Strangely the driver stopped the car on one side of the road from where I could see rock-cut steps which disappeared into the trees and bushes along the mountain slope.
“Is this the right place?” I asked skeptically.
The driver smiled and replied, “Yes, this is the place. You follow the steps and buy tickets from the counter over there.”
I did what he said. After crossing the counter I could see a canopied walking trail, brief enough to bring me to the waterfall in a minute. And much to my astonishment I saw a narrow stream of water flowing down the cascading rock bed.
Oh God! This is what they call a “waterfall”!
It was a mixed emotion of shock, disappointment and finally amusement. Never be prejudiced when you are going to see new things or places. I scolded myself. 🙂
I stood in silence for a few moments, and then slowly stepped into the water. The cool touch of rippling waters felt awesome. The rocks were slippery with lichens all over. The pebbles in the waters sharpened from years of erosion pricked at my bare feet. Yet it was most wonderful to feel the motion of the water below my feet.
It can be admiring the shiny droplets of water on giant taro leaves (colocasia) right after the rain.
It can be following tapping sound in a quiet afternoon to find a woodpecker on the palm tree in your backyard. (It’s rewarding because we don’t often see such birds except crow, pigeons and sparrows in the concrete jungle of urban life. 😦 )
It can be discovering beauty in wildflowers that bloom by the road and we never bother to look at. They may look ordinary but get closer and you’ll see beauty in them too.
It can be watching animals play in the wild.
It can be getting up early and rushing to the garden to discover the buds you saw yesterday turned to flowers.
It can be waking up to a beautiful morning after a terribly dark rainy night and see the rays of gentle morning sun tear apart the cloud and flood the valley.
It can be resting under the cool shades of a tree after a long walk in a summer morning and feel rejuvenated.
And finally, it is when I see my little niece happily playing, singing and smiling all by her.