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I have realised that the greatest power on earth does not lie within a block of uranium. On the contrary, the greatest power lies within ourselves. Yes, The power to cook a pot of curry.
Armed with mere smell alone, made out of cinnamon, cloves and chicken in most cases, cooked and stirred in disarray. But to think that when put together in a sequence with an intended meaning, these primitive smells have pinched whole populations into wakefulness and caused worldwide hunger pangs, one has to stop and think.
The smell of curry can move the world, the masses, in blind belief, and these authoritative sources have always held a strong sense of self righteousness, however artificial, subjective or misleading.
I wonder if it is important for all of us to smell the same odor of curry. Could it be a different variation. We should never stop cooking it for the moment we stop, we lose everything.
I have realized that the greatest power on earth does not lie within a block of uranium. On the contrary, the greatest power lies within ourselves. Yes, The power to cook curry and we might just be losing it.
This post has been inspired by Mr. Brown’s curry song Here.
Cheers
ps: Many people started cooking curry after reading this.