The sky
is falling! The sky is falling! The sky is falling!
The
tiring and rigorous life is beating me up every time I challenge it.
These days
the sudden urges of getting spooked off from this monotonous life is taking a
toll on me. Has the meaning of my desire and destiny changed? I am being
skeptical about my life.
Probably
that was my inner self talking or the so called “scared me” brought those
thoughts to my mind maybe to caution me or scare me.
But the intense feeling to
get rid of the sky which is falling on me has made it pretty obvious that I
need a break.
Time is
the mother here who is restricting me to take a flight like a phoenix
discovering the unexplored me.
Knowledge is not just in the carved leaves
bundled together but also in the togetherness of the heavenly life forms which
are still to traverse.
Still
waits for the time when I will be all rugged with my other friends and leave on
a blind expedition to a very distant place.
Then I would like to wander over
the falling sky and go far away to unravel the mysteries of the world.
“Dreams
are not stationary,
Hold them
tight,
If the
dreams die off,
Life
would be like a miserable,
Broken
winged bird”.
So let’s
live and get spooked off at times to explore the wilderness in us.