Ever bestowed a title or name upon your possessions? Ever felt that your non-living possessions have mood swings and emotions?
A house, a car, a laptop gleaming in the showcase are mere objects. Once they belong to you, they get kick started into life. I do believe our possessions inherit vibes from us, just as pets do. They attune themselves to our touch, our habits, our fingers. They cling, they adopt, they mould.
Ever so slowly, memories settle over them like butterflies. The day my car came home blushing like a bride, the day she threw a royal tantrum in the whirlpool of traffic, the day she took her first shower at the service station, the day she valiantly huffed & puffed home before giving up, the day she was witness to my joyous whistling.
In fact, akin to what the horse Chetak meant to Maharana Pratap Singh…
Going even farther back, remember Devdatta and Panchajanya, the celestial conch shells of Arjun-Krishn. Gandiva and Sudarshan – the divine bow and divine discus. Continue reading