Wednesday, August 29, 2007

Rosera

Once a rose was born.

We christioned it Rosera.

Like other roses, Rosera always looked above.

Like other roses, Rosera was shy.

Unlike other roses, Rosera always asked questions to birds fluttering around it.

Unlike other accustomed roses, Rosera wanted to fly like birds.

Once a sparrow came hovering Rosera.

She gathered all her confidence and asked him, "I wannna fly like you do?"

Sparrow, petty sparrow snickered, "You gotta have feathers like me... see this.."

She replied, "I have these beaux petals and god forbid, its much beautiful than yours."

Sparrow meticulously answered her, "See... apart from that you need some wings that can lift you in air... Huuuh !! its diffficult and tiresome... "

She replied, "Oh !! Then ... yeah see . . here.. my two lower petals... slightly rotten .. but I think... they will make be lift in air".

Sparrow gave presumptous smile and went away.

Now every time, any sparrow reached near Rosera. She tried hard to move her petals and fly but alas !! No results.

She remained so busy trying to fly that she forgot taking food from stem.

She became dull and dirty without food. But she didn't lose her conviction to fly.

One night, in the utter darkness, She was almost about to die and god knows what energy made her always try to fly. There was storm in the area.. It seemed god wanted to assist this Rose... With slight effort, Rosera broke off the stem and went along the storm....

She saw sparrows flying along her..

She saw pigeons flying with her and awing at her capability.... They even felt complex for she being so beautiful..

By the morning Storm abate and Rosera fallen on one beautiful beach of an island.

She breathed high... As though extracting all the energy she was sapped of while her efforts in past months.

For the first time, Rosera felt boundless and her own self.

She met thousand and one creatures ever since she broke off the stem..

She tried again to fly.. and with even slight air drift she was able to fly and reach out to places.....

She no more felt constricted ... and confined..

She felt .. She is infinite... and Indeed She was....

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