Saturday, October 17, 2009

Why soup? Why me? Why bacon?!??!

Last week I I bought soup from my office canteen. It was a very nice ‘Corn and Bean soup’... I sat in the canteen and just as I was about to eat it, I felt like having the main course first and the soup some time later... So I finished my lunch and brought the soup to my desk..

After some time, I got up to go and microwave the soup.. On my way I spotted a colleague having soup at his desk... I stopped by to say ‘Hi’ and noticed that his soup was of a different colour to mine and there are only 2 options available daily. Only one of them is veg.. Now this guy (my colleague) is also an Ambi( Veggie Hindu Brahmin from South India) like me.. So here I am standing at his desk and thinking – ‘Poor soul, doesn’t realise he is having Bacon soup. Should I tell him or not?’ Finally, as he had just then started his soup, I did decide to tell him that he is having meat and prevent him from committing any further ‘Paapam’ or sacrilege..

Now is this Destiny? What are the odds of this being a coincidence? That I would choose to have soup that day, that I would choose to have it at my desk, that I would get up to microwave it, that I would pass by this guy, that I would choose to stop and say ‘Hi’, that he would also be having soup at the exact same time, that I would notice it, that he would have just started it..
What are the odds that all this is coincidence? Or is it destiny that I would stop by to save this guy?
I don’t know, you give me the answer....

By the way the soup story does not end there.. As I told him that he was having bacon he laughed out loud, had one look at my soup and let out a louder laugh.. Puzzled and a little frizzled, I quizzed him why.. It turned out that the joke was on me. I was the guy with the Bacon soup.. I had the wrong soup and not him.
I had become the Ammaanji(Gullible Hindu Brahmin from South India)!!!
So, I ask again, what are the odds?

This whole Soup philosophy came about because at the end of that incident my friend pronounced that it was destiny that saved me from having meat.. If it was indeed Destiny, then why make me buy the wrong soup at the first instance.. Was this some kinda game that this Destiny (whatever she is) is playing with me?
But why? Why soup? Why me? why Bacon?!??!

No... I don't think Madam Destiny is concerned about what soup I eat. That incident was merely coincidence. Destiny is more about the bigger picture.. What we ultimately become or where we reach in life.

So if Destiny is the ‘She who knows all’ that determines what we become, then what about the many self made zillionaires who claim to have made their own destiny.. What about Lance Armstrong, what about Sudha Chandran, what about Oscar Pistorius, what about Stephen Hawking, what about Abe Lincoln..



I really don’t have the answer.. You tell me...

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