There are few things that I personally take pride, one of them is no doubt the innate potential/ gift of profound OBSERVATION. I observe everything practically, people, seasons, flora and fauna, situations...everything. Though these observations are not deductive in nature they certainly are suggestive. Of course, owing to the fact that these observations are to be made in complete anonymity otherwise the results would change, I hardly reveal my reflections on people.
Observing people and their habits, I have learn't a lot...I mean if not in terms of experience then definitely in terms of observation I have seen so much. the urge to observe had no doubt left me quite and at times melancholy, but the sombre makes me happy. this might sound a bit paradoxical but its the truth nonetheless.
One day I was observing my three year old niece, she was playing with the new set of crayons that we just gave her. On a piece of paper, this child of three, was doodling her imagination. As i was observing her, it appeared to me that she was drawing a woman with bags in her hand, food next to her and the face of this woman was somehow sad. While she was drawing this picture she was concentrating on the details like a professional. This made me question her, whom she was drawing and what it meant. This child whom I wrongfully thought to be three answered readily, this is you Aunty. You are always on move, going to different places and meeting different people so here you are carrying your bags. You make the yummiest food and so this is food next to you and whenever I see you...you are always SAD.
This statement by a child of three lead me to an epiphany. While i was observing her, she had already observed me.
We all are observatories...observing habits and actions of each other making derivations, suggestions and conclusions. We all are observers of each other. When a scientist observes a Star from an observatory..is it possible that from that celestial body someone might be observing us at the same time? Is it possible that our superiority in observation is mellowed down somewhere by the reciprocal observation of those whom we observe? These questions baffle me.
This Child of three was no doubt a better observer than Me....
Observing people and their habits, I have learn't a lot...I mean if not in terms of experience then definitely in terms of observation I have seen so much. the urge to observe had no doubt left me quite and at times melancholy, but the sombre makes me happy. this might sound a bit paradoxical but its the truth nonetheless.
One day I was observing my three year old niece, she was playing with the new set of crayons that we just gave her. On a piece of paper, this child of three, was doodling her imagination. As i was observing her, it appeared to me that she was drawing a woman with bags in her hand, food next to her and the face of this woman was somehow sad. While she was drawing this picture she was concentrating on the details like a professional. This made me question her, whom she was drawing and what it meant. This child whom I wrongfully thought to be three answered readily, this is you Aunty. You are always on move, going to different places and meeting different people so here you are carrying your bags. You make the yummiest food and so this is food next to you and whenever I see you...you are always SAD.
This statement by a child of three lead me to an epiphany. While i was observing her, she had already observed me.We all are observatories...observing habits and actions of each other making derivations, suggestions and conclusions. We all are observers of each other. When a scientist observes a Star from an observatory..is it possible that from that celestial body someone might be observing us at the same time? Is it possible that our superiority in observation is mellowed down somewhere by the reciprocal observation of those whom we observe? These questions baffle me.
This Child of three was no doubt a better observer than Me....
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