Whenever I look into the eyes of animals, I always find a sweet innocent creature existing there. A creature who questions humanity and asks “why are we animals more loving and faithful than you?
Mind and heart, I think, can’t work together or is it that your mind shrinks your heart?
“Proud are we being animals and feel pity for you who though having mind and heart, lack one when using other. And happy we are using everything we have got and giving everything we can.”
“You feel you are superior and way ahead, and this we feel, makes us superior. We may not create structures as you do, but we do create composition of love, care, faith and innocence in our and your hearts. One can’t be rich with empty rigid hearts….”
You know what the best thing in life is?
It is when you create your own life, you create a life existing simultaneously with this real world. A life where you can laugh, go wherever you want to, meet people you always desired and own a home which satisfy you the most. Then you befriend some amazing people and talk to them about everything your heart knows. They console you and you listen to them. You cry, laugh, smile and jump altogether to express how happy you are. You suddenly start loving the life you are living.
But when are you going to get such life?
Now itself if you want to. Just take a paper and let your imagination wander in universe. Let your thoughts create a different world. Let yourself feel the emotions you never felt before. Now let your ink flow freely and smoothly to give your thoughts a physical material form.
That’s how you create your own world, that’s how you live thousand, lakhs of lives in this one life.
Writing is not just a hobby, it is your vehicle to move to other planets, to discover the places which are still unknown to humanity……
Around the steep rock slope where I am stretched out on my back, the looming rainforest envelopes me like an amphitheatre. I feel like a tiny flame steady in an evergreen sconce……