Sunday, July 11, 2010

Fire

You can't really fight it with fire, can you? And if you were gonna fight it with ice, wouldn't you lose your ammunition? And not fighting it aint an option. Maybe we should starve it, decline it of fuel. And keep combustible materials far away. But wouldn't that be morally wrong? Almost inhumane? And why can't we just walk away? Because we're family? Because we're honour-bound? We stick around even when it makes us hurt. Because we have each toher. When one tires, the other steps in. Like the fire-brigade. Except we don't wear uniforms. Then we joke about it over tea, making the gigantimous seem almost trivial. That's just what we do.

10 comments:

rainfield61 said...

I have visited an ant family. They seem like do not have any fire-brigade.

Human are complicated.

Loshini said...

i read the post. loved it. fantastic shots :)

and yeah, with rational thought comes stranger behaviour :P

keep posting, k?

Sankara Subramanian C said...

Love the train of thought...Looks like you need a vacation :-)

Gadgetgirl said...

well laughing it off is the vim of every failure. hang in there. :)

Kirigalpoththa said...

I too agree with Sankara :D

Ram said...

everything good with you???

doc said...

sounds like you are caught in a complicated web of intrigue.

chill out - have a frappacino on me?

Loshini said...

Sankara:
Haha...thanks to your help, i'll be getting one ;)

GG:
Still here :)

K:
:D

Ram:
Yep, all ok. Just having one of those days.

Doc:
Hehe... that made it sound like a badly written thriller novel :P

Usually a pretty laid back person but sometimes it gets to me :)

Rajat said...

For my family.. I'll fight with fire.. and burn myself to ashes but I'll fight

Loshini said...

rajat:
lovely thought there buddy