Once upon a time there was a bird, She was gifted with perfect wings with glossy look and beautiful, colors. He was creature made to fly freely in sky and bringing joy to everyone who saw her. One day a person saw him and fell in love with her, He saw her flight and his mouth open in amazement, his heart pounding, his eyes were shining with excitement. He invited bird to fly with him and two travelled across sky in perfect harmony. He admired and celebrated that beautiful bird.
But then he thought the bird might want to visit far off mountains and he was afraid the he would never feel same about any other bird and he felt envy, envy for bird ability to fly and he felt alone. So he thought: 'i am going to set a trap. The next time bird appear she will never leave again'.
The bird who was also in love with that person returned next day fell into trap and was put into a cage. He looked at the bird everyday. There she was his object of desire and passion. He showed her to his friends who said now u have everything you could possibly want.
However a strange transformation began to take place. Now that he had bird and no longer needed to woo her he began to lose interest in her. The bird unable to fly and express the true meaning of life began to waste away her look and started looking ugly and the person no longer paid any attention to her except feeding and cleaning cage. One day the Bird died and person felt terribly bad all his time thinking abt her. But he did not remember the cage he only thought of first day when he saw her flying freely in clouds...
Without bird his life lost meaning and death came knocking at the door he asked death "Why have u come". Death replied " If u have allowed her to come and go u would have even loved and admired her more and u need not me to find her again."
Thus story comes to an end....
Now if person had looked more deeply into himself he would have realized that what had thrilled him abt the bird was her freedom and energy of her wings in motion not her physical body.
Every body knows how to love. Because we all born with that gift. some people have natural talent for it. But majority of us have to learn. Need to burn on bonfire of past emotions. To relieve certain joy and grief, certain ups and down. until they find connecting thread behind each encounter.
All my life i thought( so does most of people around us) love as some kind of enslavement( Even though u don't think your action will speak in that way). Well that is lie, freedom only exists when love is present. The person who gives her self or himself wholly, the person who feels freest, is the person who loves most whole heartedly and person who loves whole heartedly feels free. True experience of freedom is having the most important things in the world without owning it.
But then he thought the bird might want to visit far off mountains and he was afraid the he would never feel same about any other bird and he felt envy, envy for bird ability to fly and he felt alone. So he thought: 'i am going to set a trap. The next time bird appear she will never leave again'.
The bird who was also in love with that person returned next day fell into trap and was put into a cage. He looked at the bird everyday. There she was his object of desire and passion. He showed her to his friends who said now u have everything you could possibly want.
However a strange transformation began to take place. Now that he had bird and no longer needed to woo her he began to lose interest in her. The bird unable to fly and express the true meaning of life began to waste away her look and started looking ugly and the person no longer paid any attention to her except feeding and cleaning cage. One day the Bird died and person felt terribly bad all his time thinking abt her. But he did not remember the cage he only thought of first day when he saw her flying freely in clouds...
Without bird his life lost meaning and death came knocking at the door he asked death "Why have u come". Death replied " If u have allowed her to come and go u would have even loved and admired her more and u need not me to find her again."
Thus story comes to an end....
Now if person had looked more deeply into himself he would have realized that what had thrilled him abt the bird was her freedom and energy of her wings in motion not her physical body.
Every body knows how to love. Because we all born with that gift. some people have natural talent for it. But majority of us have to learn. Need to burn on bonfire of past emotions. To relieve certain joy and grief, certain ups and down. until they find connecting thread behind each encounter.
All my life i thought( so does most of people around us) love as some kind of enslavement( Even though u don't think your action will speak in that way). Well that is lie, freedom only exists when love is present. The person who gives her self or himself wholly, the person who feels freest, is the person who loves most whole heartedly and person who loves whole heartedly feels free. True experience of freedom is having the most important things in the world without owning it.
2 comments:
Could not agree with you more...but unfortunately its our environmental conditioning to posess and hold captive as power and pride is more important to our rational being.
May be its something to do with our notion of progress that suggests that we can own, control and harness everything to our advantage. I feel in the end none of will be any better off than the neanderthal who froze to death in the Ice Age even after ages of evolution and civilization...
Anarchy & chaos is a state we continuously run away from and we are no further away from it than we were when we just begun...
'Progress' or 'science' explains that in the second law of thermodynamics by introducing us to 'Universal Entropy' but the wagon wheel of private capital keeps rolling turning us all into mere cogs...
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