The watching continues…

{ November 7, 2009 @ 5:40 pm } · { personal }

SAT IS OVERR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

FINALLY. It is done. To be honest, I did not really feel the liberation of spirit until Zera actually brought me to light. And now, a liberated male is at hand. Not Bruno of course.. Haha.  

(Four hours after SAT exam is over).. Sitting at home listening to raindrops patter on the roof can sound a little too sentimental. But yes, SAT is over and it just has to rain today. Why couldn’t it be any other day when it was just blistering hot just now and now it’s raining?! Which brings me to an event that happened just two days ago.

In my previous post, I wrote about ant watching. Some thought I was crazy. Others thought it was a cool activity to do, even going further to recommend squirrel and dog watching. However, on Thursday, it was right before the usual tennis session with Nigel that something really profound and disgusting happened in my apartment. As I was filling up my tumbler with water for the game, I noticed red movements on the table, thus alerting Nigel to the scene right before us. And lifting the plastic bag up, we saw thousands of ants crawling and running about on the table. Being a clean freak at times, I thought of killing these ants. How Nigel could be so kind, I do not know. He even went further to protect these ants calling them ‘poor beings’. They were just searching for food. And indeed they were. There were these small white bread crumbs on the table (as Nigel called them) which made me believe him. They were just carrying the bread crumbs back to their base.

SUDDENLY.. I realised. The bread crumbs were not really bread crumbs. Could bread crumbs be alive and moving? The hard truth hit me hard when I saw that they were really MAGGOTS. BABY MAGGOTS. Oh, my.. That hard truth. Of all things, these maggots were crawling around. And soon, another truth hit me. The maggots were FODDER for the ants. THEY WERE THE FOOD. Crawling around, they were trying to avoid the ants. And soon, one ant came to a maggot trying to pull it with ‘HIM’. Soon, another type of ant came into the picture. It was bigger and seemed more bold and brash. Probably the soldier ant, I guess.

THE FACT WAS.. the maggots were being brought back to Nazi camps for murder and food. How disgusting these creatures were and yet, a feeling of pity I felt for them. They could just not escape. Well, what could I do? I could not just lift them up. I thought of Sheltox, but then again, there wasn’t any. So, I LEFT.

The point is, no matter how disgusting a thing or person can be, there is the need for survival. What more in this age? Every man for himself is brought out in everyday life. Students themselves fight for places in universities. Backstabbing and everything. We always seem to remember those who made it and the success stories that seemed to good to be true. But how about those who did not made it? Do we ever bother to ask? Or are we numbed to such feelings of compassion? Has apathy ever been that bad?

Yes, these maggots are disgusting. But then again, they deserve to live. Everyone deserves a second chance. It could be the only time that they can truly shine. How these maggots shine, I don’t know. But at least they have been given a second chance. Sadly, that is not the case in today’s world. That is harsh reality. The only thing we can do is to affect those around us and hopefully, they will notice and start to affect others.

Probably, I should have just helped the maggots. But then again? Courage is needed. I failed in that aspect back then and it is a lesson well learnt.

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