"Once upon a time..." - how fascinated are we by these words! There may be a child not interested in toys. There may be a child not interested in cartoons. But there is no child that is not fascinated by stories.
Many of us think that we come across 'moral-inducing' stories in our childhood through our grandparents, 'Bedtime stories' through our parents, then 'fiction' and 'non-fiction' in the form of novels and films and that's it. We fail to recognize that we live in a different story everyday. We fail to recognize that we are the protagonists of our stories.
"Do you know what Sheela from G2 did today?" begins a story between two home-makers in an apartment. "Do you know what my puppy Jimmy did to the rose plant yesterday?" begins a story between two kindergarten kids at school. "Did you hear what Ravi said about the new project?" starts a story between two professionals in an IT-firm. "Did you hear about Ajay's break-up?" starts a story between two college students. "Did you read Joseph's article on the space-time conundrum?" begins a story between two scientists.
Stories tell us about civilizations. Stories tell us about revolutions. Stories tell us about science. Even an apple falling on Newton's head is a very short story that has a phenomenal epilogue to it in the form of gravitational force.
Every job we do has a story rooted in it as well as a story behind it. It is just that we fail to realize it. But I guess that once the realization hits us, we would probably start living our lives a little more liberally and proceed happily towards the entropy this world and its every entity is marching towards rather than the forced equilibrium state every single one of us humans strive very hard to achieve.
After all, "The universe is made of stories, not of atoms" according to Muriel Rukeyser.
Many of us think that we come across 'moral-inducing' stories in our childhood through our grandparents, 'Bedtime stories' through our parents, then 'fiction' and 'non-fiction' in the form of novels and films and that's it. We fail to recognize that we live in a different story everyday. We fail to recognize that we are the protagonists of our stories.
"Do you know what Sheela from G2 did today?" begins a story between two home-makers in an apartment. "Do you know what my puppy Jimmy did to the rose plant yesterday?" begins a story between two kindergarten kids at school. "Did you hear what Ravi said about the new project?" starts a story between two professionals in an IT-firm. "Did you hear about Ajay's break-up?" starts a story between two college students. "Did you read Joseph's article on the space-time conundrum?" begins a story between two scientists.
Stories tell us about civilizations. Stories tell us about revolutions. Stories tell us about science. Even an apple falling on Newton's head is a very short story that has a phenomenal epilogue to it in the form of gravitational force.
Every job we do has a story rooted in it as well as a story behind it. It is just that we fail to realize it. But I guess that once the realization hits us, we would probably start living our lives a little more liberally and proceed happily towards the entropy this world and its every entity is marching towards rather than the forced equilibrium state every single one of us humans strive very hard to achieve.
After all, "The universe is made of stories, not of atoms" according to Muriel Rukeyser.
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