Gawah

Witness.

This is why people have friends, This is why people fall in love, This is why people get married, This is why people write emails and letters, This is why authors burn the midnight oil typing manuscripts , this is why artists anguish over acrylic and pastels .This is why people write blogs.

Beacuse our biggest fear is not that we will be caught for our actions and inactions. That we will be criticized or will be hungry or in despair.That we will be singled out for wanting something different or being someone different.Because in the grand summary ...Our deepest fear is that our lives and those micro cosmic moments will go unnoticed.That we will live in oblivion, without any track or record...and no one will know the beauty or agony of our heartsongs.

I heard a story once on Discovery. A story about two elephants. There was a zoo not too far from here where one elephant was the star attraction. People came from all over the state to meet her. To pet her and cheer her and photograph her.

One day the zoo authorities decided they had a budget overflow and bought another elephant.

The trainer was worried when the new elephant arrived that the old star elephant may not deal very well with this new visitor who would soon share the love.

He left her in adjacent room to the old elephant that first night seperated by a wall.

In the morning - a strange sight greeted the cleaners. Overnight the elephants had broken the wall apart and stood right next to each other trunk in trunk and were inseperable from that day.

It was later learnt that neither elephant had seen another elephant for 13 years prior to that incident.

That is how we live , this is how we spend the years we are just passing through.
Eternally hopeful and hesitantly optimistic.

We wander aimlessly looking for a witness to our sometimes exciting and sometimes boring , sometimes exasperating and some times moving life.

And when we find that witness- we hold on for dear life.

And no matter what happens in the future - good or bad , thick and thin they are our lobster.

So it has been written in the hands of those who are moved by our faith and listen to our prayers with gentle patience..who are familiar with the unreasonability behind our reasons and the frown at our impatience with our own limits and resilience.

I am your witness and you are mine.

And regardless of what happens tomorrows - U have me at the other end of the phone , aisle, country or wall.

May U live one thousand years and I less a day - that I may never know the world without U.