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He goes for evening walk with
his elder sister, if he sees that she ponders about something too much, he
cannot stop saying what he feels. She is pondering about something.
"You are thinking about your childhood, aren’t you?" he says.
"Yaw, it was a carefree time,
wasn’t it?" she replies.
"You know, when I go to see granny she always says that there
are many things like our childhood," he says.
"I do not understand it, which
many things does she talks about?" she asks him.
"I explain you as she explains to me, all right?" he says.
"All right, let us sit on the
benches over there in the corner," he says.
"Ok, let us sit," she says.
They approach towards the
benches in the park and he says,
"Why does bird fly?"
“It enjoys as it does everything
by flying and sitting like that bird flying as if going home in the
evening after its days work, isi’t?" she says pointing to a bird.
"What does it enjoy then?" he
asks.
"It enjoys nature," she replies.
"What in nature does it enjoy
while flying?" he asks.
"It enjoys the fruits, flowers,
trees, rivers and everything that attracts it" she replies.
"What really attracts it?" he
asks.
"Well, when it is hungry food
attracts it, when it is thirsty water attracts and when it feels alone all
types of beauties attract it," she replies.
"What do you think about the
humans?" he asks.
"We cannot fly otherwise we
would have enjoyed more than birds," she says with a sigh.
"Why can’t we fly like birds?"
he asks.
"It flies with its wings. We
cannot do it, can we?" she asks.
"You know in our dreams we fly
sometimes. The granny says that the discovery of the aeroplanes is because
of birds. Is not it?" he asks.
"Yaw, we fly with our
imagination and dreams," she says.
"She says that we as humans are
doing great things in the space science and technology, are not we doing
greater than the birds?" he asks.
"We are but, we are having less
birds than we had before flying in the sky?" she says in a pensive mood.
"I also cannot see as many
different birds as you would have seen the granny says that the sky used
to be full of bird's singing songs? Is it true" he asks.
"Yaw, we cannot see so many birds, nowadays, singing those good
songs?" she says.
"Yaw, when we look at the sky it seems empty, it is just
embarrassing, is not it?" he says.
"That is why I go to see them in
the zoo, what the granny says is right we cannot separate our self from
the birds," she says.
"Will we have flying birds in the sky when we get old," he says.
"Please do not say such harsh words, we will have birds flying,
will you do me this favor stop saying such words?" she says.
She cries. He remains silent for a while then he also cries. They hug each
other as if hugging the bird so that it may live long. Next day, she
tells that in her deep sleep, she saw herself flying with birds. She feels
fresh whenever she looks at the sky full of birds, in the morning and
evening.
Daily Moral Insight for a Peaceful Night
Is not it a beautiful sight to see a bird flying?
Is not it greatly joyous to enjoy nature as a bird enjoys?
Is not it great tranquility to enjoy present forgetting about past and
future?
Is not it a blissful idea to have a flight of thoughts?
Is not it creative to sit alone and letting thoughts enjoy nature?
Dr. Harmander Singh
Email:
bhagouauty@gamil.com
Pen name: (Bhagouauty) |
