Posted: 12 May 2015 at 12:43am | IP Logged
OS: The Lock, The Key and The Pin
'You're the key to my lock.' She vowed.
Wasn't that so easy to say? The ultimate declaration of companionship. The promise of a lifetime together. The unbreakable vow. The feeling of being together forever. That's just a few things signified by it. But is it really?
The key was copied too many times to count. The lock was opened with a new key every time. It happened so often, that the original key was now lying under all the other copies. The key still stayed. It remained faithful and always opened the lock.
At times, a pin came through and was added to the box of keys. That pin which opened all the other locks as well. It was still the most important key of all for the lock. She could lose all other keys but the pin would still come through. It would open other locks. It would never remain faithful to her. It might even spoil the lock. Despite all that, the pin would come through.
An added advantage with the pin was, even if one of them broke, another would always be ready and once used, it could easily be thrown away. The pin was an uncomplicated companion. The lock could use it or throw it, as and when required. Even if someone else picked it up, it wouldn't matter because the lock would be safe unless the person who picked it up knew how to use it.
With the key, it wasn't that easy. Once thrown away, anyone could break in. The key remained locked up at all times, not allowed to get out of the box, but rather tortured inside it, just because the lock would be in danger. Thus, all the keys would be locked away.
Soon, that key which lay forgotten under all others would be retrieved. This time, to be thrown away. The excuse would be of the lock having too many keys. The key would have no use now as it would have rusted and chipped. It was of no use to the lock and to anyone who picked it up. And so, the one that once mattered most is finally removed from the box and the lock's life, only to be discarded.
The lock, on the other hand, had no clue of the key being thrown away. It was insignificant to her, as long as she was in use. Whether it was a pin or a key, she was still the irreplacable one. Soon, after many years of being used, she too was thrown away and then replaced by another lock. After all, a lock which has rusted is of no use to anyone.
'You finally did end up in the same place as me.' He laughed.