There are people who spend lifetimes in the middle of the ocean, over a make shift platform that they call "the rig" trying to find one of the most precious commodities known to man.. Oil!
It's hard to believe how these men and women can stay there for such long times and call it home... Yes, I digress!!
But the moment they hit oil, the moment that black swill rises up from earth's bosom and hits the top of the mast.. that's the moment these guys live for.. While it may not be possible to imagine the kind of happiness or elation they feel, something similar happens to us mortals once in a while.
I got to experience this for once today. I do not know if it will ever happen again and when it did happen, I realized I do not have the right tech to keep a record of it. Took just over 4 years for me to realize that even this facet exists... People sometimes exhibit sides of them that we never knew existed. Well, that it happened in my presence (also) makes me happy.
To more of these and the next time, I'll be ready for a recording....
PS: If this post seems very vague, then I'm not talking about you.
It's hard to believe how these men and women can stay there for such long times and call it home... Yes, I digress!!
But the moment they hit oil, the moment that black swill rises up from earth's bosom and hits the top of the mast.. that's the moment these guys live for.. While it may not be possible to imagine the kind of happiness or elation they feel, something similar happens to us mortals once in a while.
I got to experience this for once today. I do not know if it will ever happen again and when it did happen, I realized I do not have the right tech to keep a record of it. Took just over 4 years for me to realize that even this facet exists... People sometimes exhibit sides of them that we never knew existed. Well, that it happened in my presence (also) makes me happy.
To more of these and the next time, I'll be ready for a recording....
PS: If this post seems very vague, then I'm not talking about you.
