The Fingers Of God!
I have flown before, but never like this. The fears and hopes of getting into a new country and a new life will last only the first time. The next time one flies, one does it as a veteran.
I have always been fascinated by the landscape 36,000 feet under me, separated by the thin steel hull of the aircraft. Trees often fifty to sixty feet tall on land, appears as tiny as the nail on my little finger from air. The buildings would as well as have not been there.
This fascination for the landscape often made me demand a window seat where there were often none. I demanded that I should see the land below me move back like a floral carpet with intricate colour patterns – green, brown and grey, as only god could have ever designed.
This fascination was the same emotion which made me look ahead to a different colour pattern on the same big floral carpet – that of the Gulf, which would be my home for quite the foreseeable future.
If in India, the designs were all intricately woven into one another, in the Middle East, the grandeur lies in the vast palette of the same colour. It was the blue of the ocean that first greeted me, and then it was the gradually lightening shade of the same colour as land gradually kissed the ocean. And then the golden hue opened up and stretched as far as human eye would go.
Even as the announcement of the captain came over the P.A system that the plane was readying for landing procedures, the fingers of god was made visible.
The massive cloud ahead of us that completely hid the sun suddenly developed tears through out it's under belly. Even as we watched, the purest of lights shone down. One mighty beam of light shone brightly on my window and illuminated my face. I saw that the seat behind and ahead of me was shadowed by the massive cloud while I saw light. It was a personal message, I believe, hand delivered, in person.
I craned my neck as the light passed and saw the man behind me shut his window to escape the fierce light. Gentle tears formed, but amazingly, it did not burst forth, as sometimes it does. The cloud dissipated and once again the voice of Captain Kenneth boomed through the interior, ''We welcome you to Qatar, please prepare yourself for the landing…''
Somehow, I know that the Qatar phase of my life is being watched upon by the force, the same one which made itself visible through my most beloved phenomenon on earth– The Fingers of God.
{Today, i was standing on the terrace when i saw a lone man on the same roof, gazing at the corniche stretch, deep in thought. Somehow, my mind connected with this piece which i had written a year and a half a go, in my blog. So, although this aint newborn, i wanted to share it with you guys. The fingers of god has always fascinated me, and it continues to do so, to this day.}
It is a phenomenon where the entire sun gets blotted out by dark clouds. then, there will appear tiny cracks under the clouds through which suns rays will filter down to earth. That phenomenon is called fingers of god. If you have seen it, its beautiful, jack.
DG, Oryx and Owen, thank you so much for your kind words!
Hey Greeker lol...
Hope he didnt show you the middle one...lol
I think you ment "Hand of God" ....but then Maradona saw it too.
That was all in jest & pulling your leg.
Nice writing. Keep it up.
I bet you must have written a lot of love-letters during your teens.
sigh...hmmmm..what can i say, greeker always transported me to another place whenever i read his writings...:) simply, admirable....keep it up greeker..:)
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ohhhhhhhhhh Greeker you are a poet...'fascination of the landscape'
I love flying low and taking pictures....
one of the best times was flying on a small plane over the Zambeizi in Mozambique - just wild open bush.
one time i flew on a small plane over from the mainland of Belize to the Cayes... amazing again.
lovely, lovely, lovely...I never tire of reading your words Greeker. I've read your entire blog from it's infancy. Wonderful.
Thanks for sharing your talent with us.
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"missiles, warships and nuclear weapons cannot establish security. Instead they destroy what peace and security build." Anwar Sadat
I know Ronan keeting sings "I Hope you Dance", I have the tape, but I did not know it was also sung by Leann Womack.
I still cannot remember the name of the author. I think a little search online will get us there.
Salam
teh words by happy happy are in a song by Lyann womack ( a country singer)
on of my fav songs..
u ll find them on the net easilly if u search for lyann womack lyrics
i think the song was called " I hope u dance"
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"missiles, warships and nuclear weapons cannot establish security. Instead they destroy what peace and security build." Anwar Sadat
I stretch my sensible mind, to the best of its limits and boundaries, to look into those none stop miracles, including this breath on mine that has been functioning even in my sleep, but it failed to comprehend.
So I stretch my free spirit to float into this universe, there I can see through, breathless and in so much humbleness, I feel this sacred pulse everywhere and in everything. And when this sacred pulse leaves out (like when a creature dies) we only turn into a piece of dissolving flesh!
Tell me how can I not salute this Sublime Being that bestowed us with this divine spirit?
Salam
Hussanmf, happy happy, maria.m and coolquietman....
Thank you for the kind words. I really appreciate it. Its really sad that i aint so inspired anymore. That kind of words elude me now, and i feel its loss. But thank you for making me feel wonderful.
happy happy, those were beautiful words that yu wrote. Tell me if you remember who wrote them. thanks.
Happy you must one of those blessed person who are at a much high level spiritually.
I also believe that:
The Light of God may be yellow or blue or any of the other colors; . . . It may come in any number of ways to your inner vision. But each time you see the Light of God, It will uplift your spiritually
Sri Harold Klemp
This is why I do not care what religion one belongs to. But the sound heart is what I take interest in.
Salam
yvw happy.
do it right - the first time!
"Heaven is found wherever a spiritual person dwells." Its a simple thought but it touched my heart.
You took Greeker's reflections, above, to a totally different less intense level. But there you made someone smile..moi!
Salam
what greeker really meant was he flew qatar airways from india to doha and the flight was so terrible he had to look out of the window all the time.!!!! lol...jk
do it right - the first time!
Your message above brought those simple words to the very soul of mine. Cannot remember the author though.
I hope you never lose your sense of wonder,
Get your fill to eat, but always keep that hunger,
May you never take one single breath for granted,
God forbid love ever leave you empty handed.
Thanks
Salam
facinating writing style...
u should do litrature, not sports man:)
may the finger of God always be there for u ..
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"missiles, warships and nuclear weapons cannot establish security. Instead they destroy what peace and security build." Anwar Sadat