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Sunday, September 10, 2006

Autobiography Of A Weeping Soul

I started my journey from infinity.It was a pleasant experience to travel through the clouds.White clouds resembled flock of sheeps."I have a lot of work to do.Will I be able to do all my duties?",I asked myself.My travel to earth was to perform some bounden duties.
Pure air,lakes ,rivers, flowers and greenery
welcomed me."I'm going to live here",I thought proudly I needed a body.So I searched for the safest place in the universe.I reached the womb,but there I felt a 'self'.
Cells divided...tissues...organs...Atlast I gained a body.I praised the Almighty for his perfection in planning.Each second I dreamt about my life on earth.I waited patiently to take birth.
But my mother failed to understand my feelings.She prefered temporary comforts to her child.She avoided the burden to preserve her false dignity."Please think about me.Don't kill me",I cried.No one heard my cry.But that faint cry echoed in the universe...

1 Comments:

  • At 10:31 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    Hi,
    I met this idea before. That is like that.Many ideas that come across our mind are universal ones. Archetypes, I mean. But what i notice is yr sentence structure. It is beautiful. Short sentences. They convey much. that is the art of creating sentences dear. I like them.
    Touching...

     

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