In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Three Coins in the Fountain.”
Have you ever tossed a coin or two into a fountain and made a wish? Did it come true?
Yes, i Have (Answer to the first part of the question). And they were not just one or two.. they were many i am afraid. What i had wished for, i can’t recall. Maybe the reason i don’t remember is cause they didn’t come true (would it be different if it had come true?).
Oh yeah, i didn’t toss coins into a fountain.. they were tossed into rivers. They were tossed over while the train chugged over the long expanse of rivers on my way to my grandparents place.
It seems such a long time ago. Maybe in my early teens when all summer holidays meant a trip to my grandparents. It would take three days, two chugging train changes and one long sleep deprived night, with swinging jitters to go from the source to destination.
It was on the second day ( i guess) that we would pass over the river (Well this would again depend upon the route we chose to travel through). It was either the river Godavari or river Krishna. The moment the train tracks moved from running on land to hovering over the river the sound that surround us would alter from being a distant hum to a very load soft bang of sorts. The bangs occurring in sync with the appearance of each beam/column cast in the bridge. Every person on the train would shift over to where the windows were – the kids were for obvious reasons to be given the window seats at that instant – some daring souls would go and stand along the open doors. As the strong wind waft across our timid faces, we were handed coins to be tossed onto the river from the framed windows. We were specifically asked to wish for “good” things. We would “throw” our coins out the window and strain our necks to actually see if our coin hit the water ( okay, this we would just pretend to be doing to satisfy ourselves that the aim was perfect). Until.. until we heard a cling or clang. If no metallic sounds were heard everyone would be at peace as long as the train zoomed over the hovering bridge. And god-forbid.. god-forbid if we heard a cling or a clang, the one who threw the coin in last would definitely burst into tears. No amount of consoling would stop him/her from crying over missing our aim.
I at times think the reason we cried was cause we felt bad for the coin as the other thrown coin reached its destination but ours was stuck in an unknown location. Maybe the coin broke into pieces because we threw it too hard and it was hurt really badly. (I am amused how we sometimes harbor feeling for the commonest of the non-living things as a child and then as we grow we disrespect rarest forms of living things).
I don’t really think we wished things.. we would just do it for our amusement. At times we would miss the whole river thing cause we would pass over it at night when all of us were asleep.
On questioning my mom about why this was done she told me that this was practiced from the times of Rajas and Maharajas when the coins were made out of copper alloy. It was considered a healthy practice to drink water kept in copper pots or with copper coins in it. Apparently it has some nutritious quality. So when the villages/commoners would drink from such sources of water their health would benefit from it.
Now that we no longer use coins that have been manufactured from copper it seems pretty useless.
And i don’t believe in making wishes. Whether its tossing a coin or locking a lock and tossing the key onto the river or a passing shooting star or they singularly shed eyelash. I mean how can you relate a wish coming true from the occurrence of a totally unrelated scenario?!
I believe everything has a logical explanation. Its just so that we don’t know or we don’t acknowledge the logical reasoning.
On the contrary i believe that if a wish is made on such situations more often than not they won’t come true. Better safe than sorry. 😛