A few ceramic mugs , all similar looking from the outside but insides glazed with different colours.
Few months back I saw a crack in one of the mugs. The first thought was to throw it , albeit,decided against it. After all , there was no seepage ! A few week later I noticed a small chip on the mug , however , the mug held its own! It’s presence in my life could not be ignored. It was uncanny , how no matter who handed me a mug or I pulled out a mug , the mug that almost always found its way towards me ,was , the cracked Mug!
And therein comes my analysis !
This Mug is my alter ego ! A constant reminder on how similar we both are !
It’s a constant reminder that we both might look perfect from the outside ,almost flawless, and yet there are the cracks and the chips , which very few notice or see. Unobserved by most , every crack , every chip has a story to tell.
The same would hold true for a few others too , we only see the impeccable side , the powerhouse , that holds within itself all that it is bestowed with - till we notice the Chink that creates Music!
I hold on to my cracked , resilient Mug! My alter ego ! The Mug that is functional & has a purpose , inspite of the cracks and the chips!
1 comment:
That was good :)
As Hermann Melville said in Moby Dick, “...Heaven have mercy on us all - Presbyterians and Pagans alike - for we are all somehow dreadfully cracked about the head, and sadly need mending...” 😁😄
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