Like a tornado

On average, life seems to go on for a pretty long time. But if someone, say God, was observing as a whole, over a higher plane, the lives of people, what would they be like?

Little tornadoes!

Birth to death. Point A to point B. In time and in space…they would come and go.

They would come whirling, approach incidences, experiences, relationships, emotions, actions, people and lift up to carry along some pieces of these just like a tornado does. Life and time form an analogy, one that is intertwined like the narrow tunnel, the stem of a tornado.

But it’s such a funny thing, isn’t it, to live Life and experience the years and years … but from a terrifically large perspective that we cannot even fathom, like the farthest point in the universe, all a person’s life really is, is just a tiny shift in the air for about a second, let alone a tornado?

Freaky!

Talking of which, so are videos like this one:

Notice how sometimes tornadoes form by the joining of a column from above with a column from below to form a single connecting one (the umbilical cord before birth)? And when they die, the two columns separate from each other where the column from top comes apart from the bottom one. (The spirit leaving the earthly body).

Nature, I bow to the powers of thee! (And to the guts of storm chasers/people filming the above video!).

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About Dancing Fingers Singing Keypad

This blogger is someone whose fingers itch to dance, coaxing the keypad to sing. For years, I kept saying that writing for me was a mere hobby. And then, just like the lead characters of a typical romantic movie it finally dawned upon me just how much I love this form of art and how I simply cannot live without it. And then we lived happily ever after ... or tried to, for isn't there the following saying? “Writing is torture. Not writing is torture. The only thing that feels good is having written." Originally from India, I reside in California, USA with my husband and little daughter and work as a software engineer. (I’ve got to be practical, the aforementioned love of my life doesn’t pay for food yet and it doesn’t hurt that I enjoy computer programming.) With the title loosely inspired by the Oscar-winning Chinese film “Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon“, this blog, “Dancing Fingers, Singing Keypad” welcomes viewers …err… readers to savor the performances of its “characters”.
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3 Responses to Like a tornado

  1. Monali says:

    🙂 And I bow to thy imagination!

  2. Harsh Ketkar says:

    Beautiful and balmy!

    I really envy the way you write long sentences:

    “But it’s such a funny thing, isn’t it, to live Life and experience the years and years … but from a terrifically large perspective that we cannot even fathom, like the farthest point in the universe, all a person’s life really is, is just a tiny shift in the air for about a second, let alone a tornado?”

  3. dfsk says:

    Thank you so much! 🙂

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