A man is drowning in a river;
there are two man standing on the bank;
one of them speaks wrathfully, “I had told you thrice not to go deep.”;
he turns his back and goes home, altogether without any sorrow (being a fatherly saint) ;
there is another man (a motherly saint) who runs to the opposite shop, takes a rope coil and flings it up in the river towards the drowning man and shouts” catch the end , and I will put you out “;
the rope coil is hundred feet long and the drowning man is still 50 feet still further away.
The man is drowned.
The world only laughs at the man saying “Was it ever possible? Even a child could have seen he was much further away.”
The world has nothing better to offer, except ridiculing on such failure .
The world has no eyes to see that although the drowning man was not saved, he would have been saved if he had been within 100 feet, or if the rope coil had been 50 feet longer .
Nor does the world know about so many of them, that has been invisibly profited within 100 feet, at least with the courage of catching up the rope in case they had any diffidence about their swimming capacity.
AUTHOR: MAI SWARUP MAI MARKAND
MAI NIWAS, SARASWATI ROAD END, SANTA CRUZ WEST MUMBAI 400054 INDIA