The other evening as I went about my routine of making dinner.
I ran out of rice, so I went to the pantry to refill my container. I had two bags that were partially used up. One from India. One from Pakistan.
As I sat they side by side, I realized… “These look the same. They smell the same. I bet they even taste the same.”
Something profound hit me when I poured the remained of the rice into my rice cooker. When I put them in the same pot, I could not tell the difference. They mixed in together as one. I saw no border, no color difference, no distinguishable difference.
Profound, or a coincidence?