Sunday, March 27, 2011

The Net

The trapeze artists were doing what they do best, keeping the crowd spellbound with their death defying leaps n acrobatics. Spectators gaped open mouthed as they watched, stunned by the gravity defying acts.

But they were oblivious to the net that was stretched much below their line of vision. It was stretched tautly to arrest any misjudgment. It was visible only from above as the gymnasts flung themselves from dizzying heights, to be caught by their colleague in the nick of time.

The net was totally self effacing, n could hardly be called a participant in that wondrous spectacle of human stunts. But no matter how much it underplayed itself, the net was, without doubt, very crucial for the entire act to unfold smoothly.

The presence of the net merely eased the nerves rather than improve the skills. The visual cue of the net eased the grip of every performer, as letting go of the bar or a hand was as important as holding on tight in this acrobatic orchestra.

The most genuine of relations are the ones that never need constant reaffirmation. They're the ones that transcend dependence, n never beg reciprocity. They remain uncharacteristically in the background, n serve to stimulate n encourage silently..... till that day of reckoning when the trapeze artists would perform without that net. That would be the defining moment and to disappear would be the net's salvation.

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