Mountain's dream

Tired lil' Sara wants to flee from her village. She wants to explore a new world. Her remote village is situated on a small river bank, the other side of which is a big mountain. Every time she feels frustrated, she looks at the mountain with awe. Her instincts say, there is something in there waiting for her. Something imp which would help her achieve in life.

Waiting to get a chance to trip the mountain, she struggles to find a medium. Day to dusk, she tries every possible way, not leaving any stone unturned. Some people say she's too small and some say she misses the tact, but she knows she'd reach that mountain top one day.

Pondering over, she realizes that no one from the mountain would give her that opportunity. She would have to stand up and walk the hurdles; the mountain would definitely show her the way up. Looking at the people who go to the mountains, she finds a variety of them... a wood cutter, a botanist, a hunter, a fruit picker, a monk, a trekker!!
She knows bits of these works but is not sure which work would be a medium, and which one would be purpose.

Another glum day, Sara's gazing at the mountain and she sees a dream. A day has come, she is given the option to visit the mountain. There she spots herself running in through the bushes starred with colourful flowers. Her feet are moist with the dew below, arms open and eyes lay on the open sky. Within moments, clouds step down to greet her, bringing scented breeze, and Sara sights calmness and satisfaction. The stream water seems eternal, the birds chirping melodious tunes! She has made for herself a tree-house and she feels the freedom, the peace, and the divine aura of seeking oneself.

Sitting on the tree branch, she thinks about the day she would leave the mountains and go back to her village. There would be fond memories yes... but where is the learning she wonders. Its independence I seek, so how do I yearn this independence while I'm back in my village. This makes her think what does independence mean... the answer she gets is freedom of thought, ability to sustain self to face the fury, to dare n swim against the current.

The more she thinks, the more helpless she feels b'coz though on the mountain, she still doesn't know how to find that independence. Bang goes the dream and she's back to reality. Sitting right in her village amidst the mud rumble, she is gazing at the mountain. The fulfillment comes back to her. She now knows how to seek that independence. Practically she realizes, she has to be prepared for those stormy nights and lightning on the mountains too. Thinking aloud, she says. "Let me learn and explore some more in the village, thus making better use of the times when I would be on the mountain. Let me work with fresh vigour and make the mountain's dream a reality!"

And, she turns back to the village in her quest more opportunities :)

- (C) Toral Vira
(2nd Dec, 2008)

Parent Abuse

Read these real life stories... Much more painful painful than the reel life ones!

A 70 years old lady needs to earn her living. She travels around 5 hrs to and fro in those local trains, goes to all her customers residences and delivers those few varieties of gujarati snacks.
My mother met her at a relative's place who happens to be her customer. We were astonished to find her working so hard for real meagre profits.
Her's is a pityful story. Her husband left her and vanished away, when their son was a toddler. She raised the kid single handedly by selling these snacks. Now, the grown up boy is happily married and lives separately with his own family. The name-sake son is not even bothered 1-pence for her own mother.

Why is everyone so blind-folded from humanity?

Another typical story, isn't it? But, be it any corner of the world, we see people being blunt and crisp to their own parents. We see them being ashamed to take their responsibilities as guardians for their now old, retired parents.

Why? Is this a warning on the loss of our integrity? Sad it is!!!

Friendship Ties

This world is so full of varied characters. Friendship is what exposes those true characters to us. Our true character to the world.

Many times, we are actually pulling up the namesake friendship ties, only coz we dont want to mess our relations, leave the sour taste. It could even be a good friend who keeps stamping your feet, crossing the required distance you'd want to maintain. Nevertheless, we falter when it comes to say "NO". All we end up in is, being taken for granted. That supposed-friend also has nothing to gain, though their temporary needs are catered, Life would question them soon on their morality.

All in all, the gravity of the relation is lost, and it taxes heavily on our personal self and other relations as well.

Heard of the saying, 1 bad apple turns the entire basket bad. In today's world we find ourselves in basket of bad apples, and expect ourself to still remain good. Many times, its kind-of ugly duckling. You are meant to be a swan, and its only your loss if you end up sticking with the ducks. Its high time, we decide to move on, keep finding for the right basket, the right flock that suits us.

The beauty of the right flock of friends is known to people who have the friend circle they enjoy. Any titbit argument or worst of quarrels, would not leave any stain on their friendship. They dont need to stretch up, they dont need to strain themselves. They know come what may, grimest of days, will be alright soon.

Ride the wave of change, and find those friends who would really add a new meaning to your life, help you create wonderful memories, which will cherish in you heart always :)

Save a minute for all the friends who entered thoughts right now. Let them know, you treasure them. Never let them go.