The little miss and her imagination gives me new flight.
She plants her legs on the airplane window and states with great excitement “Papa my legs are touching the sky”. Her smile and shriek of joy lights up the plane. Or at least parts close to where we are seated.
I wonder how many of you will lay claim to the big blue sky. If you ever do so, remember there is a young lady who planted her feet up there first 🙂
They come in all shapes and sizes. Boxes.
Some going far. Some just next door. They all sit shoulder to shoulder as the postmen gather and sort them at a train station. Perhaps with little idea of what’s in them.
The boxes themselves sit pretty. They have their own story to tell. A former Indian Prime Minister wrote a poem titles “Envelope” which went something like this
“The letter inside is yours
The address on the cover is his
Between the two of you
I get ripped open”
What’s inside us is far precious. When we keep ripping ourselves apart and let newer versions of us emerge, the address on the boxes keeps changing.
We see many new lands. We go places, as they say.
Rip yourself apart. Let the new you emerge from the boxes!
(at Jamshedpur, Jharkhand)
Heights. There is something about heights that fascinates. And teaches.
From up in the sky, the mighty river against the massive Sun is but a thread under a bulb. The massive cliff, a half eaten cookie. Giant houses morph into tiny squares.
Boundaries don’t exist! The map is not the territory. There is no end to the sky and Earth doesnt ‘start’ anywhere. They just merge. Everything is one!
Perhaps that is a good perspective to have as we grapple with our lives and work. To view everything as just a part of a large ‘oneness’. To view ourselves too. As connected beings.
Suddenly everything becomes easy. Kindness. Love. Compassion. Brotherhood. Affection. It is a a lovely emotion to hold tight to.
Take to the skies. Perhaps, in your mind. Go on. Close your eyes.
Fly.
When you stick your neck out, your neck will show.
When it does show, it has a good chance of it being a poor spectacle or holding a spectacular result.
But isn’t the very act of sticking your neck out, sectacular? Add a dose of courage, empathy and sprinkle it with some grace
You will bring smiles all around. Promise.
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