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The Verdict


If you looked at the title and think I am going to give my point of view just like the other million self appointed critiques then I am sorry to disappoint you but what I went through today is a kin to the never-ending saga.

My mornings are pretty much the same everyday. I get in to the cab groggy eyed either in gym clothes or something equally worse. My cab driver continues to go on a snake like path on the straight roads, and I am listening to MS's venkateshwara suprabhatam simply cause it sounds peaceful to me. Just watching everybody on the road going about their daily business, I suddenly see a teenager walking with a big orange flag with 'Om' symbols that he was lightly waving . Om by definition manifests aspects of God.

Unfortunately, for me that scene was a manifestation of 'will break out anytime riot.' For a minute my body is still, my eyes searching for more clues, and my mind searching for dates of religious importance and lo, I realize the boy was probably just all geared up to enjoy the Navratri season, maybe he was thinking about what to wear for the dandiya night... oh wait that would be a girl.... maybe he was thinking about just how much fun he was going to have because I now remember seeing an innocent smile on his face!!! I missed that??? How many of you blame me for being cynical now?

As much as I said I won't give my opinion about the verdict, I HAVE to say the verdict was/is given way too much importance when compared to the panic that is set within all of us pretty much ALL the time not just the day before, day after or the day of the verdict. When I saw the flag, it was my gut feeling, my instinct that just cared about my well being asking me to do all the checks. I swear to god I would've noticed the smile otherwise!

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memories said…
Very nicely put Barbie... esp. the promise to god about noticing the innocent smile had you not panicked and looked for clues. Blame it on the verdict and breathe easy I say!
October 12, 2010 at 10:24:00 PM PDT
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