Life is always woven around with contradictions and due to our preoccupied mind we rarely observe people places and articles around ask and even at times fail to logically analyse certain things and just agree that it has to be like that, well even this thought came to me only after reading yet another book of Paulo coelho were in he himself had said that certain things have logic behind them like having buttons on the shirt in the front which is for convenience , but having a qwerty key board has no logic(any contestants).well with this spark now i have started questioning the logic behind many things even like kaka en kaka enu kathuthu?
well i was recently out to a place by flight,which is always a dreadful experience,between the take of and landing their exists a vacant space,you can see no moving trees or posts as in the trains,never hear the crippling of birds,listen to those noises of vendors nothing ,even passengers next to you resolve to remain silent either with eyes shut or open,and me also following the same but, i preferred to just observe whats happening around me
well the first attention was towards the cabin crew and their dress code, why were all girls dressed in short skirt with a zip at the back,which was inaccessible ,tight shirts, and a hair do with a puffed bun which had to be put in place with so many hair pins,high heeled shoes,and a thick paste of kajal for the eyes and not to forget that dark lipstick,who had defined this dress code for them, are these people not the first to respond in case of emergency, the skirt was so tight that their steps were measured, then how would they run and reach anyone if required,will they not trip and fall while running with a high heel in the flight,by and large all of them were pretty,there were not there for a Barthnathya performance than why so much of make over, who has defined this, and why none of them have pointed out the practical difficulties, well i guess they would have fallen trap to the belief that this has to be like this,where no logic or reasoning is required .
well my second attention was drawn towards two kids and their mothers The kid were so restless, kept on screaming in high decibel shrills,many a time he/she was calling out for his father who was just occupying a few seats away,the father never uttered even a single word nor nod,in acknowledgement of child's tantrums.
The mother was just taking that strenuous effort of holding this child in the cramped seat,avoiding all those eyes which gave a look when the child's cried,she had no weapon of distracting the child beyond that feeding bottle what she had.Never did i hear the mother nurturing it with lovable words,trying to soothe it and put to rests with the magic touch what many mothers had or use the threat that boochikaran would come or rather wee willi winki(modern mom) if he doesn't keep quiet, well this just kept me wondering whether,mothers have lost the art of child rearing,well it was beyond my level of reasoning i could only see that as the height inability
well now it was landing time, and as the descend started visibility of a few lights twinkling in far vicinity and the gradual increase in numbers and that celestial beauty of a million lights of different colours opened up, that's when i realised how long it has been since i saw the open sky and the twinkling stars, i guess its been years that i have relished seeing stars.The rhyme twinkle,twinkle little star has to be reminded and we should all go out and show to our kids this is night sky ,those tiny shining lights in the distant end is the star,which is as big as the sun , if not we may even forget what stars really look like, so lets take time to see things around us work and leave more on convenience,ra.ther than following others without reasoning or logic
