Duality
Updated: Jul 12
It was just another cold night when a boy & his father went for a stroll after dinner as they always did. Today, however, the boy was bugged with a question. After much pondering, he decided to ask about it when he reached the bench leading to the pond.
When they did, the little boy asked, “Papa, what’s the difference between a man and a woman?”
Thinking about how to answer the question, the boy’s father looked around for a moment before saying, “Look around, son. Let’s say the water is the man, and the moon is the woman. By herself, she’s the crown jewel of the sky, and yet in his curling lap, she’s a splashing child. By himself, he’s a powerful force and a calm monk, and yet, to her grace, he surrenders to sway with all his soul. They’re each by themselves enough to be, and yet only together can they make and sustain life.”
“But who’s greater?” the little boy inquired innocently.
“When he’s happy, the water opens his wings to take to the skies, and when he’s shy, he vanishes underground. Each night, she assumes a different role based on her mood, yet holds on to her identity even among the million sparkling stars. No one’s greater than the other,” the boy’s father replied.
Staring at his boy’s puzzled face, he concluded, “For the weary traveller lost in the woods with a parched throat, the water may be life, but the moon is hope.”
Credits
This story was written by C. S. Manohar, reviewed by R. S. Chintalapati, edited by Sreekar Ayyagari, proofread by V. K. Telkepalli and illustrated by Renius Mercy.
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