Starting
to blog after so many days. It has been long since i got some time to
figure things out for myself and this holidays proved to be a really
fruitful one.
I
was lying on my bed when the rays from the clouds floating high up
entered through my window, then my pupil and finally on my retina. While
my brain was analyzing this whole information it felt as if it was not
only the rays from the clouds that were reaching out for me. What it
felt like as if it's there is something more to it. It felt as if the
clouds are reaching out to me, I guess it saw that I was as idle as it
was and it's worth talking or sharing things with me. Then, there I was,
personifying myself with it, out frequencies matched and we started
synchronizing like this.............
I wander like a lonely cloud,
floating in the air
carrying me to distant places, somewhere.
From where i see many things
down there.
Mostly hatred and venomous fangs,
with peace and love gone rare.
I feel lucky up here
far from illness of hearts and despair.
but i know my fate-
one day i am going to fall in there.
The darkest and deepest pit i have ever known,
and wonder if there is any free man
to fight the darkness dwelling in there on his own.
Although I came at peace with me
when I found the truth.
My sacrifices will prove its worth
by wiping tears from the man's eyes
who depends on me to nurture his fields,
and be the source of happiness to his dear one's lives.
Still, some say that there is nothing I care.
How dare they say that!!!
Do they even know me,
if not me at-least themselves???
How could they??
After having dug a grave so deep
they couldn't even realize what they will reap.
and when surrounded themselves by walls so high
it was the darkness that they believed to be their sky.
It is my destiny to fall,
no one can change that.
What matters is the earth on which I make a fall
and it's on your hand to change that.
I can fill an empty lake,
a dried up stream or the lives at stake.
Sometimes you make houses so tall
Is it really my fault that it's so weak
that one day it won't stand at all.
You blame me for the death yours
but never addressed me for being used as cures.
I never compelled you to stand on my way,
it's not paved by me,
but the nature and sometimes it's you only-
'the one who decided to stay'.
It gives me no joy to bring you sadness,
can't you see that I forsake my freedom
for the sake of your happiness.
I wonder if you could ever understand me or not,
I know the truth,
and it's something to be felt, not to be taught.
Now, i finally got it. It's not me to whom the clouds wanted to talk to, it was to 'the one who decided to stay'.
[Note: to 'the one who decided to stay' you are most welcomed for all your remarks and comments. After all, I got a message to convey.]