Hi, my name is ring. No I
am not the ring from ‘ring ring ringa ’ of Slumdog Millionaire. I was born out
of human need to create art and vesting authority on non-living
objects. It is believed that I and most of my cousins of our ornament family
were created for purpose of show off. Sometimes we were created as per needs of
the tribe we represent, with initial designs reflecting patterns of nature.
Later on with advent of computers and auto designing creativity and price both
have reached high ends. Earlier most of the work on us was done with human
touch and feelings.
We rings have also been
kind of representation of authority in non-living objects, which no other
single community in our ornament world enjoy, our only competitor and winner
being crown. In most cultures, Kings passed on the ring to next king. In many
places, especially in Indian societies, mother in law passes on rings to eldest
daughter in law, symbolising transfer of authority in managing homes. Rings
also work as negotiators and a seal of deal in marriages, where rings are
exchanged.
So what’s your story on
rings?
Thumb rings, with
inscription of ‘Om mani padme hum’ in Tibetan script
"Thus the six syllables, om mani padme hum, mean that in dependence on the practice of a path which is an indivisible union of method and wisdom, you can transform your impure body, speech, and mind into the pure exalted body, speech, and mind of a Buddha[...]"
-- H.H. Tenzin Gyatso, 14th Dalai Lama, "Om Mani Padme Hum
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