If you can't be the pine at the top of the hill

The most inspiring piece of Poetry I have ever read. Hope you enjoy reading it, as much as I did:-

"If you can't be the pine at the top of the hill,
Be a shrub in the valley below.
The best little scrub in the valley below,
Be a bush if you can't be a tree.
If you can't be a bush be a bit of the grass,
And some highway happier make
If you can't be a muskie, then just be a bass,
But be the liveiest bass in the Lake!
We can't all be captains, we've got to be crew,
There's something for all of us here.
There's big work to do and lesser to do,
And the task we must do is the near.
If you can't be a highway then just be a trail,
If you can't be the sun, be a star.
It isn't by size that you win or you fail,
Be the best of whatever you are."

- Douglas Malloch (Be the Best)

Calvin and Hobbes

I first read a "Calvin and Hobbes" strip when I was in my third year of Engineering. My uncle had bought 2 volumes for my cousin. My cousin, who incidentally is least interested in books, just threw the volumes away. I picked up the torn one, and kept it, to read on my journey back. That was my introduction to this amazing Comic strip which ran continuously for 10 years. I still have that volume, and along with a copy of "Tintin in Explorers of the Moon", is one of my prized possessions.

The "Tintin in Explorers of Moon", was gifted by my uncle when I was in 8th standard, and he was doing his Engineering. It costed him something around 250 bucks, which happened to be big money at that time.

I got my collection of Calvin and Hobbes for a whooping 6000 bucks. People often do ask me, why do I love Calvin so much?

I generally do answer them incoherently, at least, according to them. So I thought I will put up my thoughts in words, and may be it would be a better answer for those people.

First of all, I love Comics, I am an ardent fan of those, but you wouldn’t find me spending 6K for every comic book. I love Calvin, because it's truthful. The kid does act like a 6 year old in many ways. He thinks like a kid. His ideas are quite weird, at least similar to those of mine, when I was of his age. He does depict all the emotions, which a child, or a grown up for that matter, does experience. Bill hasn’t depicted Calvin as a loving kid. I would say there lies more truth in his selfish, impulsive, day-dreaming, lazy but adventurous and intelligent self than any other Comic character.

The relation between Calvin and his Dad is also awesome. The way Calvin mocks his Dad's boredom filled office routine, and the way his parents see his problems, can make you see the difference in the thoughts of the generations. I bet a Father who is a true fan of "Calvin and Hobbes" would experience less of Generation Gap, than his non-Calvin fan counterpart.

I also like the way, in which "Bill Watterson" sometimes tells his grown up audience that being a child is fun. The subtle indications by the author, in which he tells his mature audience, that they are indeed loosing some things by being a total Grown up, that most of the problems, we face are not as important as they seem. But best of all, I like Calvin, because it tells you the way one should live. "Making the most fun in the limited time" as Calvin, himself says.

These are some of the things which I adore about Calvin. There are some other things also, which I am not able to put into words. Because I am not good enough with words, to put those ideas into some. And for understanding these you will have to try the strip for yourself.

P.S - "Bill Watterson" never sold the rights of "Calvin and Hobbes" to anyone. He considered it to be an art, and that is why you don’t see "Calvin and Hobbes" on Coffee mugs, T-shirts, etc.
P.P.S - Besides "Calvin and Hobbes" I also happen to have the complete series of Tintin.

The Seasons...

The Fury of the Gods,
made the blue skies crimson and Red,
The sand became parched,
And all the water up there dried,
The death was naked and dancing,
And wolves being merry and Howling,

The Weeping eyes of the God,
And the torrent of rains,
And down came the Lord,
With the sword of lightning,
And the shield of rippling droplets,
Followed by the numerous courtiers of Tornadoes,

And as anger gave way to wisdom,
Reason seeped in the form of Cool Winds,
Filled with regret,
The heat turned into breeze,
The worst was over,
And still there was lots to see,

He washed away all his anger,
And blessed all his children,
Shooed away the illness and Wolves,
And trapped the death,
Saplings rose new and fresh,
And the old bark became again but green,

The old man in the heaven,
Filled with remorse,
Cried and cried on his deeds,
till the tears in his eye froze,
the whole world became quiet,
and only the howling chilly wind spoke,

And the Humans on earth,
Thinking of the fortunes ahead,
Were happy,
Hoping he was pleased,
Started praying for the coming year.