It struck me that everybody was there trying to immortalize the cake in front of them while the raison detre of the cake itself was relegated to the background. Such seems to be the myopic vision of our life. We yearn for the illusory sweetness of the transient, while the permanent source of all sweetnes is rarely focused on.
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
Sweet-sighted
We celebrated a colleague's birthdate anniversary yesterday, with the cutting of the customary cake. All office-members ganged round the conference table and started clicking pictures of the cake sitting in the middle of the table in all its indifference.
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