Durban / Jo’burg / Mauritius
A Scene Next to Me
Three airports and a cozy house in Flacq, Mauritius is where four of us were headed. Out of the four, one, Jambhavan, from South Africa, ventured on a slightly later flight. The balance—Parikshit from India, Sukadeva from South Africa, and I shared the misfortune along with Jambhavan of having no chance to walk on a trail today.
Somehow Parikshit and Sukadeva ended up in business class and both of them begged me to take the luxury seat to Mauritius, but I was satisfied and preferred they had the good rest.
A family of two young boys was to my left. Their father courageously told his six year old to not spend any more screen time after the first two films were over.
“I want you to spend a little time to read now,” he smoothly insisted.
“No! No!” said the son, ready to throw a tantrum.
“Now you’ve had enough time in front of the screen.”
The boy refused to listen. I cast my eyes over toward the dad and volunteered to address the addiction with a smile.
“You’ve got a modern day challenge that you have to shoulder.”
“I do,” said the father. Then he asked if I could give it a try.
“Ask him to read; that it’s good for his brain.” I decided not to participate.
The young boy was adamant, and so the modern day scenario plays out—an endless drama. Such is Kali-yuga, the age of little compromise.
May the Source be with you!
3 km
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