The Greatest Scoop
Let me scoop it up for you!
The Mother of all celebrities is down in town. The little princess, the only daughter of the Emperor is roaming about in the lanes and by-lanes and streets and squares. She is going incognito, but then you can trace her by the trail of the mighty mischief she makes. You can hear the ruckus.
She first slipped incognito into the streets of Tunisia. I do not yet know of her whereabouts before that. Most likely, she was putting up in many little places setting up things.
She has built an ingenious network. She set up the first flash in a back street in Tunisia. She worked a miserable petty official to strike a poor fruit seller. This was the first sparking that ignited an intricate network of sound and lights.
You have already got the updates of the lights, sounds and the fury. You do not know where to look next. But you can smell the excitement.
The little girl princess has become the most commoner. She is about this whole thing in such a way, as if she had always been here in the backyards, as if she had never been high up in the palace.
My scoop is just this. I have found who is doing all this. It is her. She is going about it keeping herself well hidden. Earlier times when she did such lovely mischief she had something big to hide behind. Now she is small, mini, micro and nano. She tweets, she blogs, she networks. Innumerable little little sparks are adding up. Something big is forming. It is a massive temple, without a tower at present.
But why does a temple need a tower at all, especially now, when the whole thing towers?
Swami Sampurnananda
25 Feb. 2011
The Greatest Scoop
The Mother of all celebrities is down in town. The Emperor’s only daughter is roaming about in the streets and squares. She is going about secretly, but then you can trace her by the trail of the mighty mischief she makes.
She first slipped incognito into the streets of Tunisia. I do not yet know of her whereabouts before that. Most likely, she was putting up in many little places setting up things.
She has built an ingenious network. She set up the first flash in a Tunisian street. She worked up a miserable petty official to slap a poor fruit seller. This was the sparking that ignited an intricate network of sound and lights.
You have already got the updates of the lights, sounds and the fury. You do not know where to look next. But you can smell the excitement.
The little girl princess has become the most commoner. She is about this whole thing in such a way, as if she had always been here in the backyards, as if she had never been high up in the palace.
My scoop is just this. I have found who is behind all this. It is her. She is doing it keeping herself differently hidden. Earlier times when she did such lovely mischief she had something big to hide behind. Now she is small, mini, micro and nano. She tweets, she blogs, she networks. Innumerable little little flickers are adding up. Something big is forming.
It is a massive temple, without a tower at present.
But why does a temple need a tower at all, especially now, when the whole thing towers?
Swami Sampurnananda
25 Feb. 2011
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