... The conversation, interrupted by our arrival, continued. She
spoke in Hindi, but would answer a foreigner in English. As she
spoke, she played with some oranges in a basket next to her. She
soon looked at me, smiled, and threw an orange at me, which I caught
and held on to. I realized that this was a game, and that the game
contained some sort of symbolism. Perhaps she wanted to say that
what we call "life" is a game and nothing more. Ananda began to
speak in English and said: "I am frequently asked who I am. And I
answer you: I am a puppet, the puppet of each one of you. I am what
you want me to be. In reality, I am nobody. A woman like any
other. But the puppet whom you call Ananda the Mother is your
fabrication. I am you toy . . . Ask me whatever you like, but first
I must say that the answer will not be mine, but rather your own. It
is like a game in which each person answers himself."
(Paz,Octavio,'In Light of India',1995,p.25)
Shoot for the moon. Even if you miss, you'll land among the stars...
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