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WHY STORMS ARE NAMED AFTER PEOPLE...


 
Why are we so interested in the ‘abnormal’? What makes us believe it’s going to be worthy of our time to study them? By ‘abnormal’, I mean – abnormal heart sounds… abnormal spleen… abnormal gut flora… abnormal gait… or wait… abnormal people? May be it is the newer horizon they have got to offer. Or maybe, just another interesting food for gossip. Either ways, it is still the ‘abnormal’ which is the most ‘sought after’ and the most ‘laughed at’. And the next time we encounter one such thing, let us remember that our need to know the ‘normal’ is simply a need – a need arising out of our desire to understand the ‘abnormal’. The latter is a desire. An unquenchable curiosity. And then, we might just learn to settle with a hesitant smile.

The difficult ones… the weird ones… the eccentric ones… the stubborn ones… the ‘queen of my own island’ ones… the rude ones…  people you will fail to decode… people you will struggle to like, let alone love. No. They do not intend to make life hell for you. Absolutely not. Let us put it this way. Rough diamonds are sometimes mistaken for pebbles. Not your fault. Only babies are naturally hypermetropic!

The square pegs in round holes. They are not to be thrown away. No. Not even to be tampered with. I agree they are not one of the pieces of jig-saw puzzle that will fit in perfectly. But let them be. You never know they might just turn the course of history someday. And when they leave, you’ll know why storms are named after people. It’s not the storm. It’s the aftermath.

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