Monday, February 15, 2010

Wanna Fly


She came running, jumped on me and hung her around my neck. Kissed on my cheek and asked, “When can I fly? You always call me as angel and I watched in TV that angels are flying. Tell me when can I fly?” I was not prepared for this question and did not want to tell some lie to a wonderful kid. When I was wondering for words to frame an answer, she jumped and ran after a butterfly. 
But from that time onwards I am not as I was. I am still wondering, do the angels exist or it’s just an illusion? My heart produced a millions of reasons to convince my brain that angels do exist. But as someone beautifully said, “Though there is enough teeth to spell that its true, but all are meaningless and not worthy enough for my frontal lobes to believe till the time you see the truth by closing your eyes”, I closed my eyes to see an angel.
Yes, I saw it. It’s flying with a pair of golden white wings embedded with cotton like fur. A silver baton in hand and a sparkling shine on the face. I moved my hand to touch it. I felt all other sense object is no where to compare the touch I have now. The angel came to me and asked, “Wanna hold my hand?” Before my reflexes could think of a reaction, my hands left me and hold her. It’s the lightest of all I have ever weighed. I heard someone from my heart murmuring, “Angels do fly because they take their life lightly. They don’t put the weight of sorrow and lies on their heart. They keep themselves light by the cool breeze of truth and love. Anyone can fly like an angel does if they follow the path of their heart, take rest under the shadow of truth and accompany the fellow traveler with love.”
I was pulled back and opened my eyes when the kid shouted, “See I am learning to fly from butterfly”. Without a pause, I replied, “No need, you already know how to fly”. She smiled and ran behind the butterfly. I heard my rational brain pampering my heart by telling, “if kids can’t fly, then there is nothing on this world than can fly on their own”. I smiled at this and watched the kid flying after the butterfly.

4 comments:

Itishree said...

I want your thoughts to fly like a butterfly....there is a kid inside every matured human being......if kids can fly then anyone can fly......

awesome article.....

Prakash said...

"Angels do fly because they take their life lightly. They don’t put the weight of sorrow and lies on their heart. They keep themselves light by the cool breeze of truth and love." - is the part of ur blog which touched my heart and mind, beautiful sentence and meaningful too. keep the good work going

Surabhi said...

hey Dipu this piece of article is too good.an angel so well depicted,only a person like you can do that.keep the good work going.

Arc Lamp said...

Thanks for writing so wonderful piece.. god bless.