Oct 18, 2010

the lonely girl

She was walking down the lonely dusty road embraced by trees and flowers on both sides. Singing her favorite tune and feeling the gentle breeze filled with the scent of flowers caressing her face. She felt like the loneliest soul in the world. A soul that was lost and wandering hopelessly for love, affection or whatever. Searching for another soul that could understand every single word she said. But she couldn’t find one. Instead, she found the pleasure in talking to the trees and the small living creatures which would never intentionally harm a soul. She would bring her lips close to the trees and whisper what no one cared to listen. The trees were really old, humble and patient and were real elders. They would hear everything she said and give her the shelter and the music of the rustling leaves which would take away her burden and lighten her soul. The butterflies and the birds would fly around her, not for the nectars but to see her smile. Everything around her made her feel she was the happiest girl in the world, but the thoughts that this was not going to last for long kept pinching her heart from behind. But she soon should have realized that love and affection does not come from a confined and hidden source. It was everywhere. Nature and God intended harmony and harmony alone. The earth would have seen billions and billions of years of harmony if humans hadn't existed. She should have found that out that day. She didn’t. She kept searching everywhere when love was all around her. You couldn't blame her. She was a part of the society living threatened under illusions that clouded their very basic ability to think free. Hmmmm... Anyways, she had the guts to think that the trees would hear her, the breeze would sing along with her, and the birds would enjoy her eyes when she smiles. Life was meant to be simple, very simple. Humans were supposed to go with their instincts. They were supposed to fear nature, not themselves. Instead, the people who work along with nature are the ones who are pointed out as incapable, lost, foolish and depressed. In a world so bent, people who call others mad and laugh at them are the ones who really need some tightening. I am not pointing out a specific set of people. You will understand. Hmmm. As for the girl, she was meant to be happy all her life and deserved the best. I can’t help think how she can’t live happily in the later years. She will, and anyone who is brave enough to search, fail by neglecting and searching again will find it. They are the ones who will know what happiness really is.