{"id":71,"date":"2014-11-13T04:43:14","date_gmt":"2014-11-13T04:43:14","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.vengrai.com\/?p=71"},"modified":"2014-11-13T04:44:51","modified_gmt":"2014-11-13T04:44:51","slug":"and-now-tomorrow","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.vengrai.com\/?p=71","title":{"rendered":"And Now Tomorrow"},"content":{"rendered":"
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By Vengrai Parthasarathy<\/p>\n

The guide at the San Diego Wild Animal Park\u00a0 was in an expansive mood as all tour guides are. He was introducing the bird EMU,a large, flightless bird of Australian origin.
\n–somewhat like the ostrich. He wanted to say something special about the habits and habitat of this bird . \u201cThis bird\u201d, he said with put-on earnestness \u201clives its life, one day at a time. Every day, when he ( which embraces \u2018she\u2019) wakes up in\u00a0 the\u00a0 morning-after,he remembers nothing\u2014who he is, where he is\u2014nothing whatsoever. Can\u2019t place even his mother\u201d, the guide stressed.<\/p>\n

Of course, he was talking with his tongue in cheek, drawing largely from his fertile imagination. to keep the crowd in good humor.\u00a0 I thought about it. The idea was refreshingly new, even exciting.. My mind glided swiftly into a world of fantasy\u2014I asked myself\u2014What would life be like if the same thing happens to us, humans?<\/p>\n

Just imagine. You wake up in the morning and you don\u2019t know who you are. You stare at your mother or father or whomsoever\u00a0 you set your eyes on, . You blabber something\u2014not any language, but some jumbled\u00a0 consonant and vowel sounds.. You have no moorings, no relationships. People around you float around you. You have no bonds of affection, love or feelings\u2014only a vague fear in the presence of strangers. Dress? Shame?\u2014Something like going back to the days of the Garden of Eden , to the days of Adam, the father of the human race?<\/p>\n

If\u00a0 you are hungry you eat anything available, even if it means snatching it way from some one. Who has it.. Thirsty?\u00a0 Drink anything. No thoughts of\u00a0 cooking, or\u00a0 preferred tastes. No memory\u00a0 of Pizza which you loved once. With a blank mind you just wander where your legs take you..<\/p>\n

Perhaps, you\u00a0 interact with others through gestures. Or, body language .It is an aimless life. The only thought is perhaps, survival and responding to bodily needs. And, may be some hostility. Yes ,sleep is a bodily need.. So, to sleep again.-to rest the tired limbs and fall into the arms of Morpheus.<\/p>\n

Tomorrow. is another day. Every person \u2018rows his own canoe\u2019 so to say. When demand is more than supply, conflicts arise. Might becomes\u00a0 right…The stronger one gets the trophy.\u00a0 The stronger\u00a0 female or male of the species, as the case may be,.
\nwins the day. Nothing is old. Every day is a new day. Can such a life be bliss or curse? Was this the kind of life that the poet spoke about when he sang of\u00a0 \u201cDead yesterdays, Unborn tomorrows\u201d ? Even mentally cruising on an imaginary magic carpet. Can be tiring. Surely, he was not contemplating the beginning of\u00a0 life. on a fresh slate every day.<\/p>\n

When my son woke me up from my reverie, I was thrilled to recognize him. and all the others too. I was in San Diego, in California.. I suddenly remembered\u2014there were
\nthings to be done today\u00a0 (booking air tickets ) for unborn tomorrow (flight to Austin), remembering\u00a0 the dead yesterdays\u00a0 (of cancelled flights!)<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Vengrai Parthasarathy\u00a0<vengrai@hotmail.com> 8\/26\/07 to\u00a0me AND NOW TOMORRROW By Vengrai Parthasarathy The guide at the San Diego Wild Animal Park\u00a0 was in an expansive mood as all tour guides are. He was introducing the bird EMU,a large, flightless bird of Australian origin. –somewhat like the ostrich. He wanted to say something special about the habits and… <\/p>\n

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