Then one day he woke up to surprise us all. What made him survive
was the question for another day but his recovery was seemed as a modern day
miracle. The availability of artificial ventilation, pressor, oxygen, multispecialty
care, well developed man made emergency medical services and life sustaining facilities were counted
for as his blessings. Words
are not important until we try to interpret them with meanings of our own
biases or intellectual ego. Words have meanings and tastes, as he
woke up and utter few words. Life is precious to cherish as a gift received
from the most high. Those were his words with meanings of its own and certainly
tasted delicious at that moment.
To
some - words are sounds created by air movement through a harmonious dance of
tongue in the voice box with vocal cords by the passage of guided air flow,
adjusted by fine tunings by the brain. Their daily practice of using it as per societal
norms make it perfect. Others care less of their words as every things goes like in comedy and politics. Words have meanings of its own and taste of its own creation, wide audience to interpret as it suit them, and mostly deceiving and or for fun.