Of Macs and metamorphosis

Another day, another dollar, and soon it is time to book out from the Orange. RC and CTZ are having an evening smoko, enjoying the languid sunset while they drag on their cigarettes. A discussion of the day's events brings to light CTZ's frustration in having been stuck with a really archaic version of Apple Mac OS at his cubicle, and the apparent reluctance of IT help to upgrade his Mac for him...




So okay, if you've watched the little video ditty, you would have also noticed MV leaving the Orange, in the last bit of the video. Which brings us to the more existentialist part of this post - a certain paen to good karma and the like, if it could be said.

"ML, come here, have a look at this, can u take a pic of it?", MV called out and beckoned to me from just outside the back gate. My curiousity and papparazzi instincts awakened, I strolled over to investigate. MV pointed out to a bright little orange creature slithering along on the steps leading out from the backgate. Here it was, basking in all its diminutive glory...

A little caterpillar venturing out from the shrubs in search of greener pastures (just like us humans perhaps?)

Having stooped down to take some pics, I grew quite fascinated and transfixed with it, when MV asked me, "Do you think someone will step on it?". That question was like a thunderbolt through my cerebral cortex, and, like Lord Buddha just before he attained Enlightenment, it awakened me to the fact that we must try and get this little fella out of harm's way so that it could live another day and hopefully complete it's metamorphosis into a beautiful butterfly (provided that it didn't drown in the Monsoon or end up as a Mynah's snack first). Hey, did you know that in Vietnam, they eat fried worms?

I took a dried leaf, scooped up the caterpillar and placed it gently on some wild lalang growing by the side of the drain, leaving it to its own devices, and hoping that it wouldn't try and crawl across the steps again. But that part of its fate was definitely in its own feelers...

Quite sublime, those few moments they were, hanging out with MV and the caterpillar by the steps, it was like at the playground again, discovering nature for the first time.

If there really was a karmic bank up there beyond the blue yonder, hopefully we made some deposits into our accounts today, through a good deed for one of God's amazing work-in-progress living creations.