Tuesday, May 20, 2008
When we left the swimming pool, the light outside was dim, and a strong wind started up. I have lived in Calcutta seven years now… and this is my eighth summer here. Never until today did I encounter winds this strong in Kolkata. At one point I felt it might actually blow me away! As I walked on, the wind got stronger, blowing sharp shards of dust against us. It hurt, against the bare skin of my shoulders. We took shelter in the watchman’s room. The wind coming in through the tiny slivers of windows were enough to hurt us! As the taxi drove us home, we saw huge branches that had fallen off in the wind. Debris littered the roads. The rain pelted down, and the wind rose again. And for a moment, I felt reverent. Here were forces far more powerful than I. I could never hope to fully understand them. These forces were too delicately balanced by so many factors, that I could never truly comprehend them. I could never hope to control such a force. Even if I could do things to upset the balance… to unleash the wrath of the earth, I could never hope to control it. I felt humbled. Stronger forces exist. Whether these forces have consciousness or a benign conscience, I don't know... Such forces exist. Perhaps that’s God!