The Three Miracles

1. The beginning

Inertia [in-ur-shuh, i-nur-]: A Resistance or disinclination towards motion, action, or change..

That inertia is something that he seem to enjoy a lot. It may be because he is just too lazy to be inclined towards anything, a motion/an action/a change. But he appears to be resisting any such change! If he was lazy why should he resist a change? He could have moved along very well. But he is resisting that too, he has rejected everything, he didn’t seem to care, he is just standing there.. But why!

Before we try to find out why is he at that state, the state of inertia, lets see what we are doing now. We look at him with a strange sense of disapprobation, a sense of insecurity or may be a sense of fear arising from our total ignorance on his intentions. We expect him to move, to run with the flow, to follow the call that we believe to follow.. Is that because we actually cared what would happen to him? No! We just feel uncomfortable by the sight of him standing there quiet, pacified, and silent while we all are running fast to keep up with something for reasons we do not know.

Ha.. There you are..You said it!..We don’t know why we all are running! Some might know what are they running after but even them doesn’t know why do they do what they do! Still we believe that is what is normal. To run in that direction where everybody else seems to run. It has to be the right direction, because all these people cannot be wrong. Some one should be having an idea, and they will be the one leading the run. Sadly that is what every one thought, even the guy up in the front!

But why the hell is he standing out there alone? Why does he seem not to be bothered a bit by all these mayhem? Again the same questions that make all of us uncomfortable where asked. So let us do the easy job. Let us call him vile names. Let as brand him to be a crazy one, the loser, the misanthrope. He is definitely out of his mind. So let us leave him here. Let him stay there looking up into the empty skies above. May be he is dead, may be he is deaf, may be he is blind, may be he is blind deaf and dead! Why should we even care...



2. An Angel in misery:

"Look.. a girl!"... A little girl in a pretty white dress, with a small wooden doll in her hand, fighting with her mommy. She is trying to free herself from her mom's hand and her mom is trying to pull her back into the crowd with all her might. Shall we help the child or the mom! (The speaker stood wondering!) At last the girl freed herself from her mom. The crowd kept moving forward rapidly and along did the mom after a moment of hesitation - whether to follow her child or the crowd. The public opinion won!

The forsaken little girl is walking through the gravelly walkway, along the dangerous cliff, trembling down now and then but never failing to pick herself up and move on. Where is she going? The crowd with her mom has gone too far ahead, she may not be able to catch up with them anyway! It’s sad, but let us ignore that child too. We got our business to be taken care of. Anyway she is going to die in the desert, in the heat, in the rocks. God help her. We need to move on- to catch up.

"Hey man do u see that?..U see that girl who ran away from her mom? She is walking towards that maniac standing there on that cliff! She is definitely an insolent kid. Let us see what happens to her! Let us stand and watch. This is going to be fun!"

Yes the girl was walking towards him. She fell down ever now and then, but she is getting closer to the cliff. She climbed the mammoth rock on which he stood. Her wooden doll fell off into the abyss. Oh God! Save the kid! But surprisingly she was not much bothered by the loss of her toy.. She kept moving towards him. At last she reached where he stood. She took his hand in her little hand, which she used to hold her doll tight to her heart. She was looking curiously at his face. And then he moved.

He looked down and smiled. He was alive, he was not deaf, and he was not blind! His inertia got shattered..



3. The sun and three miracles:

The man turned to the little girl and smiled. She is smiling too. No words seem to be spoken. He took her in his arms and wiped the dirt and blood from her little arms and legs. Both of them stood there, looking into the empty sky’s above. They just stayed there and nothing happened. “Hell with them..Lets move on..”

The crowd they ran fast to keep up with the sun. Eventually they all gave up. The sun is moving too fast, it doesn’t seem to tire or rest. All the people in front of them seem to be tired. They all fell down on the ground. They all looked for the leader and he was nowhere to be seen. Then they realized there was no one leading them. They were all lead by their own beliefs.. Blind convictions.. And now.. Now what! Where is the sun they were chasing? It is gone.. Its dark all around! Now what do we do. All that we knew was to run and keep running and try to get in front of the fat ass ahead of us. Again.. Now What! Don’t tell me we ran all these while for nothing! Holy cow.. we seems to be screwed.. proper screwed!

As they lay down thinking all these, the earth turned around. After all the sun was not actually moving at all. It was the ground, which was turning made the sun appear to move! The world turned around and the sun rouse behind.. Just as it had always been!..



4. The story seems to end..

He was standing on the same cliff. The little girl was fast asleep in his arms. He woke her up with a gentle kiss. They both saw the beauty of the rising sun. He smiled. Her eyes, they where big and shiny and pretty. He saw the sun reflect in her wide blue eyes. It was the most beautiful sight he had ever seen. It gave him his purpose, his salvation. He was happy.

The little girl was surprised by what she saw when she opened her eyes. She hugged him tight and smiled. She was happy too. Nothing bothered her then. She was closer to heaven than he was. They both stood there staring up. The sky was not empty. The sky had the glitter of the stars fading away, it was made of gold, and it had the mild comforting sun shining in its corner.

A song was heard from above ..

"And you run and you run to catch up with the sun, but its sinking
And racing around to come up behind you again
The sun is the same in the relative way, but you're older
Shorter of breath and one day closer to death"

- Pink Floyd

All we had to do was to find the right spot and stand there..Just holding the right ground once u had found it.. All that we should have worked for is to find the place with the best view. We shouldn’t have tried to catch up with something, which we did not understand. Our mistake. Realized too late.. Said the speaker, shorter in breath- one step closer to his death.. And then he went down and died..

"Far away across the field
The tolling of the iron bell
Calls the faithful to their knees
To hear the softly spoken magic spells."