I surmise…

My Surmise


A revelation

Am sure everyone of you are familiar with this nursery rhyme:

Ring around the rosie
A pocketful of posies
Ashes, Ashes
We all fall down.

As a kid i have done this whole lot of times. And, i cherish this much more than any other ‘cock-a-doodle-doo who wakes up first’ games!!! A smile automatically comes when i see the little angels play the game in the nearby playschool. I also realized, this little rhyme/game had a universal acclaim and all kids of young age played this.

I was reading the recent book of my favorite author Dan Brown and i learned that the poem had been derived from the Great Plague of London in 1665. Ring around the rosie meant a rose-colored pustule that developed in the body due to infection. The infected people used to carry a pocket full of posies in an attempt to hide the stink from their decaying bodies. When the victims who pass away were cremated they said ashes, ashes, we all fall down.

I could not fathom what i came to know. It was a shock for a long time, that, a crucial and breath taking era in history has been later on sung and played by little children and became categorically a rhyme.