An encounter of a different kind.

GV Rama RaoStarred Page By GV Rama Rao, 16th Sep 2012 | Follow this author | RSS Feed | Short URL http://nut.bz/2vfa8uuc/
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This is the account of a strange encounter I had recently. Kindly read to unravel the mystery.

An encounter of a different kind.

The milestone ahead of me looked far different from others I had gone past on the road. It seemed a few feet taller than others of its ilk, majestic like a knight dressed in his armor astride a white stallion. I thought my imagination was playing tricks and rubbed my eyes. It certainly looked intimidating and awe inspiring. As I closed the distance, it wagged its sword like a teacher wagging his cane at an errant pupil.

“How dare you try to go past me?” It asked in a peremptory tone.

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Hazard of running aground.

I had not realized the landmark was on me until I was close to it. Preoccupied with my usual, bizarre thoughts, I somehow missed it. Its sudden appearance out of nowhere, like the iceberg before Titanic, confused the bejeezus out of me and disoriented me. I felt like a captain fearing the immediate chance of his ship running over a rock. I turned the helm hard to avoid it, but the stone seemed to be shifting its position to be right ahead of me.

“Now that’s unfair. You can’t shift the goal posts. That is not cricket,” I protested.
“You idiot, there are no goal posts in cricket. This is entirely a different ball game,” it said this time in the voice of a senior cop.

“Look, many guys have gone past you, but why are you singling me and stopping me? What had I done?”

“First, you shouldn’t have stepped on this road, for you don’t belong here. This road is for gifted writers who dish out their wit and wisdom day in and day out. They write stuff that delights readers, use the right words of encouragement and paint the world in the golden colors of hope. They assure a great future is just around the corner. You write about things trivial, absurd and just for laughs. You write stuff that cannot be taken seriously. You have to ascend several steps to get on this road.”

“Then you should have clearly marked the steps for the guidance of novices like me. You can’t fault me for not seeing the steps.”
“Since you are a mariner why didn’t you make use of the stars find your way?”
“The sky was overcast, and the stars were not visible. I couldn’t even see the stars of the first magnitude.”

“It’s not the fault of the stars and the sky, but your vision seems to be poor.”

“Look, you are supposed to be a nondescript stone just like other stones, but you are making profound statements, value judgments and preventing me from forging ahead. It was my fault to engage with you,” I said and brushed past it.

“Halt! I won’t let you go past. I am going to hurl you backwards to where you started.”
“Look, this is a one way road. No one can go back on this road,” I said brimming with confidence.
“You think so? You always sound cocky. You wait and watch.”







Toll I paid.

It was no ordinary stone but a fully armed knight guarding the road. My initial perception had been right, for it grabbed me and threw me high into the air. I landed close to where I started my journey on the road. I could hear derisive laughter from the evil knight.

Perturbed, I wanted to leave the road and take a different path, for I found a vast network of roads, like the New Jersey Turnpike area, but my mariner’s spirit wouldn’t let me give up easily. It reminded me of many a storm I had weathered in my life, and the trouble of the milestone was just a mere tropical disturbance. I took out my hip flask, fortified myself with my elixir and started on my way this time with greater determination. I picked up some hammers and pickaxes on the way to handle and to blow the milestone to smithereens if necessary.



The second attempt.

The milestone stood right in the middle of the road with its both hands extended and barred my way altogether.
“So, like a bad penny, you’re back. Last time I told you haven’t gotten what it takes to go beyond this point.”
I raised my hammer and asked, “What right do you have to bar my progress?”
“I am the king of the milestones of this road. I make the rules.”
“King or Monarch, I don’t care. I have come fully prepared this time,” I said raising my hammer.
“Look, I don’t like violence. There is too much of it in all corners of the world. I’ll make it easier for you.”
“OK, go on, spell it out.”
“Do you see the bar over there? Just clear it and go.”
“Yeah, I saw it, but you seemed to have raised it by a few feet this time.”
“You have a seaman’s eye, and you are right. You think you can clear it?”
“I have seen people shorter than me jump over the bar with ease. It should be no big deal. If they could do it, I should find it easy.”
“They may be short, but they are clever, and they sneaked under the bar.”
“Why didn’t you shout, ‘foul’ and ask them to make a second attempt?”
He kept mum.

Punishment.

“It’s a gross dereliction of duty as an umpire. You have failed in your duty and failed badly. You’re not fit to be a milestone.”
My words found their mark and hit where they hurt it the most. The stone, all bluff and bluster till then, suddenly collapsed and fell down. Although a monolith, it broke down into pieces. I could even see the drops of water probably tears oozing out of the figures painted on it.
The milestone that stood majestic in its small way and commanded respect from the passersby, now felled, looked pathetic and moved me.
I bent down, gathered the pieces and restored it to its original shape almost, but without its glory. It had lost its sheen and the aura around it. It looked no different from any other milestone that stood on the highway.
“Don’t you worry; you had not lost anything but your delusions of grandeur. If you remember you are just like any other stone, it will do you a wealth of good. Your job is to point to the passers by the distance covered and nothing more.
Humility is the hallmark of all great people, and I wonder why it should not be applicable to you,” I said.
“You think so?” it asked this time with no edge to her voice.
“Yes, you’re not better or worse than a stop sign, nor I am an ardent traveler that has gone past you.”
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Final journey.

With the help of a few travelers I had put some brick and mortar, reassembled it, painted it and restored its past glory. The mark 100 looked prominent in luminous paint.
“Farewell my friend, I’m sorry for stopping you initially, but I now wish you good luck and god speed to reach the two hundred mile mark,” the milestone said.


Mile stone.

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Farewell, Final Destination, Finale, Hazard, Hazardous, Highway, Knight In Armour, Knights, Milestone, Milestones, Punishment, Rocks, Ships, Stars, Sword, Tolls, Writing

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author avatar GV Rama Rao
I am a retired naval officer and a published author with three books to my credit. I am a winner of nanowrimo competition for 2008,9, &10. I like humor best..

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author avatar GV Rama Rao
16th Sep 2012 (#)

Thanks Johnnydod for fast moderation and a star.

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author avatar Lady Aiyanna
16th Sep 2012 (#)

Milestones always have a way of becoming landmarks when you least expect it. They know the perils that lie ahead along with the lead and lag time. If they are not fulfilled, you can never progress or move on and worse, they can bring the whole project to a standstill until you rectify it, just like the Project restoration that was just completed before moving on.....

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author avatar GV Rama Rao
17th Sep 2012 (#)

My dear Lady Aiyanna,
First thanks for commenting in prose and not verse.
Second, it's highly philosophical, and, to be honest, it went over my head.

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author avatar JC Eberhart
16th Sep 2012 (#)

This is an incredibly insigtful work of art and I needed to read the lesson it communicates! Thank you! :)

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author avatar GV Rama Rao
17th Sep 2012 (#)

My dear JC Eberheart,
I take a bow.

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author avatar Sivaramakrishnan A
16th Sep 2012 (#)

Congratulations dear GVR. A humorous take on a well achieved milestone - siva

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author avatar GV Rama Rao
17th Sep 2012 (#)

Thanks Siva.

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author avatar cnwriter..carolina
16th Sep 2012 (#)

yes yes yes, great GVR and I love the bizarre thoughts..I have them too....

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author avatar GV Rama Rao
17th Sep 2012 (#)

My dear crwriter,
Thanks for your comment. I am yet to learn how to post a video.

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author avatar M G Singh
16th Sep 2012 (#)

Great post!

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author avatar GV Rama Rao
17th Sep 2012 (#)

My dear Madan G Singh,
Many thanks for your comment.

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author avatar Retired
16th Sep 2012 (#)

What a creative way to share this, RR! Enjoyed. This is wisdom, too:

Humility is the hallmark of all great people,

Amma says the same thing.

Namaste, rd

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author avatar GV Rama Rao
17th Sep 2012 (#)

My dear rd,
Namaste.
Many thanks for your comment which means a lot to me.

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author avatar Carol
17th Sep 2012 (#)

This is beautifully set out, and very wise words. Thank you

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author avatar GV Rama Rao
18th Sep 2012 (#)

My dear Carol,
Welcome to my pages and thanks for your comment.

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author avatar Delicia Powers
18th Sep 2012 (#)

wonderful wisdoms and read!..:0)

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author avatar GV Rama Rao
18th Sep 2012 (#)

My dear Delicia Powers,
Thanks for your appreciation.

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