Tuesday, 15 November 2011

Teabags & Icecubes

          I remember how astonished I was when for the first time I saw teabags.That was quite a sight!
Neatly arranged in a nice little box. Those tiny things took no time to burst when dipped in the boiling water.I  was so amused.Just dip a little bag in the boiling water ,add milk ,add sugar and your tea is ready!wow!!!
          The next thing that made me equally astonished was an icecube.
In our science class we were given an icecube each. We were supposed to study its various properties. So the very first thing temperature 0C.no doubt in that.Now structure...solid,crystalline,cold. Cold fumes were rising from it. I stared at it and then touched it reluctantly.It was very cold and had a marble touch. I picked it and held it against my cheeks. It felt cold but nice. Then I rubbed it hard.To my surprise my cheek turned red.I felt burning.
It was later explained that the ice has latent heat which caused that cold burning. Then even the familiar melting process of the ice also made me think.

Unpredictable are the substances , I felt and  so are the people ,now I have realized.

Some times we are like a teabag. We are calm, sympathetic and independent.But when the conditions are stretched,unable to handle stress,we burst. Then to make the things right some milk and sugar is needed. we need someone to correct the things for us,adding their flavour to our life.

The ice cube state might sound cold, solid and dependent but when the tension strikes us,we manage to fight alone. If we cant handle it we surrender to it. Adjust our pride ,accept the defeat and gradually melt in the water. But when the temperature is favourable, we regain the our own shape ,beauty and the solid crystalline form.

At every moment each of us is playing either of the above role.Sometimes we are teabags ready to rebel or the icecube building the crystal or may be sugar and milk happy to make someone else's tea wonderful.
Whichever our role might be we have to play it without cursing the boiling water.

For I feel that in some manner I owe thousand thanks to the boiling water because it helps me to discover the every role that I can play gracefully .

2 comments:

  1. simple thing simply and exquisitely expressed.. :)))
    like it...

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  2. mastach lihilayes..aani tuzya dokyatli kalpana vyavastheet pohochli mazyaparyanta...
    tuch ga tuch!!!

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