The exciting imaginative adventure with a tragic
ending brought me to reality. I began thinking about how salt is made the
traditional way. The traditional saltpans flashed before me. Salty water from a
river is being diverted to an open field. The whole process of evaporation. And
finally, white substance that you see where the river water was once collected.
It’s a gradual and tough process. For us human beings to really become 'human',
we have to go through this process of evaporation or purification. A process
that helps us get in touch with our true essence. Our true essence is to be
good, to love and to be loved. We are relational beings we can’t live in
isolation, so interaction is very important for us. The degree and kind of
interaction may vary but it is needed.
Coming back to what we like the most – food. When the
salt in any dish is too much and noticeable it ruins the dish. But if it's in
proper quantity no one even realizes that there is salt. We should not forget
that salt makes a difference wherever it is present. We must be like salt
trying to make a difference in the lives of others without being noticed. The
moment we are noticed people will start cursing us, the way you complain to one
who cooks for you about extra salt in the food. Or like an ill-mannered wo\man
in a restaurant, pushing the plate away and shouting at the waiter.
Moral: Let’s personify salt and imitate it. Make a difference with your presence and your absence felt.