Saturday, January 3, 2009

neo

Sometimes, some stupid Hollywood movies start to make sense. The Matrix, for example. No, I am not talking about the world being a Matrix and the human beings just batteries. I am talking about The One. Mr. Anderson, or Neo for the uninitiated. Somebody who can dodge bullets, beat an army of a thousand people, can do the unthinkable and still be compassionate and tender enough to look someone in the eye and say, “I’ll take care of you”.
And once in while, you come across a similar kind of person in your life. “Come across” is a weak phrase, completely dependent on chance and is fleeting. Sometimes, a person enters your life and nothing remains the same. He bashes all things old and fills your veins with something other than that warm, boring blood. He is the reason why, suddenly you walk tall, every word you utter is drenched in self confidence, and you can sleep at night.
He is also the reason why some people can’t sleep at night.
A personality so intense that you wish you could hang on to it forever. Your very own, personal Mr.Fixit, who can hold his and your life together just by being The One. He can fly, and if you wish to learn how to fly like him, you just have to hold his hand. Once you have enough confidence to take off on your own, he’ll cut his wings and give them to you, so you can see how the world looks like from his altitude.
At work, people copy his style, they try to walk like him, talk like him, be in charge of every situation, just like him. They try to duplicate his cool, calm exterior and melt it with his flavour of the molten lava of unadulterated skill, pure talent and immense emotions, to create a phenomenon that he is. Little do they understand that he is one in a billion, that a force of nature comes once in every ten generations.
Sounds like a promo, doesn’t it? Probably it is, a promo of the biggest blockbuster ever conceived and created by God. Wait for the tag line.
A man to live with, and a man to die for.
I know him, have worked with him, have cried and laughed with him, have shared personal dreams with him, because he is worth having in your life, forever. And he isn’t, probably nobody is.

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