As i lie down on this open field, my mind marches to and fro assembling past, present and future. A little while ago my brain was all clitter-clatter like an empty box with noiseful elements within.You just need a jolt and it goes clitter-clatter,clitter-clatter how horrible! .However, lying down on this grass field and looking up at the sky makes me feel blessed, and that is when i get to communicate with the creator of this amazing perfect order! I weigh my situation , ponder over my crossroads in life, think about things left to be done, gasp some air and sigh!I decide to forget about my wordly ties and explore the starry sky. I connect stars that are placed in a uniform pattern only to take delight of the weird finished product.Sometimes , i form a cross and mostly animals and birds.The clouds are more interesting because they keep changing.With no one around the peace and tranquility is worth ravashing.I return late at night from work and my steps move towards this enchanted field.The hullabulla of this lively world is at rest and most of them are snoring to glory!
But thoughts do creep up every now and then reminding me of deadlines, incomplete projects, my dream job, my passion for the moving art and where i stand today.Sigh! again. I shake off to drop these details and yet some manage to cling and now their shouts are even more louder.'No .you need to be alone.your mind needs rest', says my inner voice.I follow immediately.I see a bird hopping under the lamp post and i go to meet him.The bird flys away.I tell him i am not going to harm you, i just want to hold you, at most maybe i would pat with affection. I approach and the bird flys again. My inner voice tells me...'remember not to follow a thing like the bird.No matter how good your intentions are it will never understand, your efforts will go in vain.'Really my anticipation yielded nothing although i was pretty convinced with my love for the bird.I thought we would make good friends.
But thoughts do creep up every now and then reminding me of deadlines, incomplete projects, my dream job, my passion for the moving art and where i stand today.Sigh! again. I shake off to drop these details and yet some manage to cling and now their shouts are even more louder.'No .you need to be alone.your mind needs rest', says my inner voice.I follow immediately.I see a bird hopping under the lamp post and i go to meet him.The bird flys away.I tell him i am not going to harm you, i just want to hold you, at most maybe i would pat with affection. I approach and the bird flys again. My inner voice tells me...'remember not to follow a thing like the bird.No matter how good your intentions are it will never understand, your efforts will go in vain.'Really my anticipation yielded nothing although i was pretty convinced with my love for the bird.I thought we would make good friends.
