Thursday, 2 February 2012

destiny of the onion ring

The cafe where the 'destiny of the onion ring' played out
Recently I visited a nice, old, cozy cafe in Durham. The cafe seemed to have been set up in an old house without much modification, keeping the old world charm alive.
Little bedrooms, now with table to serve customers and a narrow stairwell leading up to them. All over, a wonderful experience.

That afternoon, I ordered jacket potatoes and onion rings. Having gobbled all the onion rings quickly, I kindly (and with a heavy heart) left the last ring for my friend.

As she picks up the ring, something strange happens. She fumbles, the ring shakes on her fork, jumps and plop. The onion ring was lying face down (or up) on the table.

serving areas were like rooms of an old house giving the old world charm

May be my heavy heart weighed it down. May be it was my friend's destiny.

Or may be it was the destiny of the onion ring.

Speaking in general terms, an onion ring has a destiny, to be eaten and enjoyed (although the second one is controversial). And it must fulfil its destiny.

What would happen to this onion ring, the one that could not be eaten (let alone enjoyed)? Well, if it had fulfilled its destiny (of being eaten, enjoyed or not), it would have been born as a higher vegetable (or life form) in the next birth. Although, some may contest this notion of higher vegetable. Some may even ask if there is a higher vegetable than onion (considering its versatility).

Unfulfilled destiny (the onion ring lying on the table)

Well anyway, the onion ring lying on the table was not eaten, its destiny remaining unfulfilled.

What happens now?

Not much. Only it shall be reborn as an onion ring and shall have to face the difficult life of the onion ring again, so that it can be eaten and attain moksha.

But wait, an onion ring can not be born, it can only be born as an onion. Yes, this means that all the rings of that onion (eaten and not eaten) share a common destiny. They shall be reborn again as an onion, sliced again into rings, covered in batter and fried again. To be served again and again until all of them are eaten. Either all of them achieve moksha or none of them.

Such is the life of an onion ring, such is its destiny.