My trip to one such villa began thus - the gates have remote sensors that recognize your car and swing open/shut. The doorbell is a camera screen and your live video image can be viewed from within the confines of the house. Take a step into any room and the lighting senses your entry/exit, presence/absence and same goes for the air conditioning as well. You walk in and the lights go on, the room gets cooler, soft music fills the air -everything designed to take your breath away. The structural and electrical engineering details entailed in a house construction are truly amazing. The rampant advances in remote sensors and touch screen technology makes ‘my’ life seem like in the B.T (before technology) era.
The concept for any house is conceived in the heart and mind of the owner and/or builder. Elaborate plans are made right from foundation to every corner details. You don't have any doubt that houses are planned, do you? That's a dumb question! Of course, we all know that houses have originated from building plans! If in doubt, ask any architect/builder/owner or for that matter anyone with common sense.
Why did I ask whether you thought houses were planned? Well, you know how it is these days. Imagination runs wild and along with it does belief! It’s good in some ways. But just imagine a house coming up by itself. One fine day at a particular spot, the bricks lay themselves one on top of the other, cement splatters itself on walls, the roof falls right on spot and paintbrushes sway to a painting rhythm! By virtue of such imagination, I could be the owner of a dozen houses!!
Again for wild imaginations sake, why would you think there were plans for this universe? Isn’t it easier to assume that everything just flung from space into place? You know what they say about creation right? Galaxy’s and stars swinging and flinging themselves with a mind of their own....Planets dancing a jig right into orbit....The sun flashing itself into existence and the moon, one round cheesecake that decided to stick around the earth. Further still, the oceans decided their boundary while the day of the dinosaur dawned and died on its own and of course finally, a whole lot of monkeys kept working on their expressions and movement till one fine day ...Ta da... here stands me!! No plans, No work....just plain abracadabra... wild imagination indeed!
How I wish meals appeared on my dining table the same way. My family sit at the table..and Ooh la la.. there appears choicest dishes...Quite alike the monkey transformation, with time the bread on my table takes the form of chocolate gateaux !! How are man and monkey different? Sounds to me more like, the bread thinking I could have been a cake. And man thinks he could have been a monkey except for some processing difference along the way that just so happened.
Why did I begin with the house? I believe I am planned into existence by God. Why the galaxy, the dinosaur and monkey? Just that I stand in awe of Gods amazing wisdom in creation. What’s with the bread and cake difference? Ah, that’s to let you know that my great grandfather was definitely not a monkey. As much as monkeys humour me, I don’t wonder why I am on the other side of the fence. I am planned, unique and special! And so are you !!
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