I’ll fly like a bird

I have seen the birds flying in the blue sky. I have seen some gliding high, very high, some flying so low that I could catch them and keep them.

I wonder if they fly because of some requirement or is the body that is build to function in this manner or it simply loves to fly. It is very difficult to fathom, as a human being.

As humans, we are inspired by the birds when we see them soaring up in the vast expanse of the sky. I have never been able to ask any bird if they really enjoy flying. I have never been able to decide if they are tired by covering their journey of life in small flights, say per km. I have certainly no knowledge if they enjoy flying or just seem to be doing a mundane job of theirs. It’s difficult to know if they really think so much before a take off.

I have always seen them as free creatures- stretching their wings, flying in a distant unknown land, free from the earthly bounds- and maybe that’s why I want to fly like a bird, someday. Every human, maybe once in life, has a deep desire to acquire a pair of wings and take off to a mysterious land… be a free soul.

Come to think of it, I’m sure it would face certain hardships in such a lifestyle of- doing nothing, flying, sitting, chirping, eating and sleeping in trees or their nests. But when it spreads its wings all charged to meet its new day, ready to fly, claim its freedom for yet another day, discover an unknown territory or claim a known patch of sky or land once again, it knows no bound. It is possessed with a sprite of flight.

But I’m sorry, I don’t see all this. All I see… is a bird on a flying adventure… a free soul to a mysterious land/ sky. And that’s why I fancy them, I imagine to be like them.

So, as the new day awaits me I’ll borrow a set of wings. I’ll fly, venture out the new day with a new spirit as my wings of courage fan out and help me to claim a patch of blue sky. I’ll fly each day with a smile that chirps, ready to meet challenges of any sort.

Harmony prevailed until…

The incident of Daniel Pearl had terrified me completely. It was the topic of talk when I was in school. Although, I had not seen the video but had heard people talking of this incident. It was in the news but I was kept from listening to it (for reasons my parents didn’t want to share). I was too young to weave the political or economic intricacies of the horrific incident. I had no clear thoughts on the matter because firstly I was unaware of the situation and secondly I was completely engrossed in my studies.

Today, the incident of James Foley has again shaken the world. Today, I can understand the political and economic details of the situation but I can’t understand the human aspect of it. I tried hard to find answers not only regarding this matter but also what has been happening in general all around the world. So much of political and social unrest, economic downfall…In my quest to finding the answers I found myself entangled in questions.

Why do we hate? Since when did hate become more important than any other thing? Do the emotions of love, kindness or compassion still exist? Is it wise to blindly follow-other people, your mind or your heart? Are we humans or beings that have become so incapable of feelings? Where are we heading to? Since when did cruelty substitute kindness? Some might think or say, “why should it bother me,” but why not? Is, another not a human being?

Earth was a beautiful place or is a beautiful place, too difficult for me to understand right now. With so much happening we can only say, “Earth was a beautiful place and there once lived human beings. There once existed love among all beings and harmony prevailed in the universe until….”