Friday, July 13, 2007
Cold fish
We all have heard the phrase "As cold as fish". To be humorous , few years back when I was in 4th grade I use to think ...are these guys really cold ? Then I thought, yeah probably they might be 'cause they do not catch cold swimming in the water whether its summer or winter.....I was living with this dilemma, till one day in classroom I found myself get in to a serious conversation with my mentor about the issue....Why fishes are cold?...she told me that they are so 'cause they have no feelings for anything . They react to everything like a dumb ass. Counter questioning her I asked what if our sensing are not good enough to feel those reactions they(fish) show. She, then turning to the scientific facts , tried to convince me and I thought may she is right . Well it was good for me to accept that rather arguing only to deceit myself with no knowledge in hand about the so called coldness of fish.
But, why the hell I am telling these things. There are instances in life when something that occurred to you in the past comes as a whole new episode to your senses and lately that happened to me. There is one friend of mine, going home one day , asked me if I can take care of a little fish he was having. At that time , there were hardly students living in the hostel whom he knew and I was under his closest approach so he was left with no choice but me.
And like prudent gentleman I offered him my service. He told me to feed that guy in there three times a day. And next day he was gone handling me this lovely tiny creature of God.
Every morning when I woke up I feed him/her ,I don't know to be precise, I have this ambivalence , is there something wrong with this guy. I always find it sitting ,yeah may be floating but not moving at all, in the corner of the aquarium, which was large enough for him to roam around. Then a thought flashed my mind , may be he is in the process of getting used to his new temporary master. Then I keep on feeding him as I was told to do. Few days later I think about him , may be the reason behind him sitting is something else. What's bothering him is bothering me now . Every time I feed him ,see him , I tapped him (from outside) to see if he still breathing , to see if he is still going on with incarceration life. When this mayhem of mine in his peaceful habitat disturbs him , he flip his wings a little before going back to his resting place giving a blind eye to my further disturbances. I pity on this discordant creature. What wrong is with this guy. But one day , when i was feeding him ,I found him staring at me. I felt good, yeah, baby is coming back to life. But in spite of all these proceedings he was still, was diffident.
One day while feeding him, abdicating myself from the degree of master ,placing myself to his situation. I found myself alone. How would one feel lying in the same God Damn pool and doing nothing , talking to nobody. I regret his situation. Fish always found on group in all water bodies , may be for survival, but this guy here is having nothing to care for survival. All it needs is the company. I don't know what it means ,but it surely means that this guy here is not as cold as fish.
But, why the hell I am telling these things. There are instances in life when something that occurred to you in the past comes as a whole new episode to your senses and lately that happened to me. There is one friend of mine, going home one day , asked me if I can take care of a little fish he was having. At that time , there were hardly students living in the hostel whom he knew and I was under his closest approach so he was left with no choice but me.
And like prudent gentleman I offered him my service. He told me to feed that guy in there three times a day. And next day he was gone handling me this lovely tiny creature of God.
Every morning when I woke up I feed him/her ,I don't know to be precise, I have this ambivalence , is there something wrong with this guy. I always find it sitting ,yeah may be floating but not moving at all, in the corner of the aquarium, which was large enough for him to roam around. Then a thought flashed my mind , may be he is in the process of getting used to his new temporary master. Then I keep on feeding him as I was told to do. Few days later I think about him , may be the reason behind him sitting is something else. What's bothering him is bothering me now . Every time I feed him ,see him , I tapped him (from outside) to see if he still breathing , to see if he is still going on with incarceration life. When this mayhem of mine in his peaceful habitat disturbs him , he flip his wings a little before going back to his resting place giving a blind eye to my further disturbances. I pity on this discordant creature. What wrong is with this guy. But one day , when i was feeding him ,I found him staring at me. I felt good, yeah, baby is coming back to life. But in spite of all these proceedings he was still, was diffident.
One day while feeding him, abdicating myself from the degree of master ,placing myself to his situation. I found myself alone. How would one feel lying in the same God Damn pool and doing nothing , talking to nobody. I regret his situation. Fish always found on group in all water bodies , may be for survival, but this guy here is having nothing to care for survival. All it needs is the company. I don't know what it means ,but it surely means that this guy here is not as cold as fish.
