Pain is same for all

 






What it feel like to be in a cage, an eye holding thousands of tears behind it asked me, looking straight into my eyes. It was not only holding tears, rage accompanied it too. It frightened me for a minute but then I realize I am a homo sapien. I laughed looking into her eyes in my response. That little fish in aquarium has a lot of questions to ask but acknowledging my ignorance of life she kept quiet and smiled, as if she said everything without saying a word. Her silence was more powerful than any word ever uttered by anyone. I wonder how one can ignore such powerful meaning. That incident made me ask- Do we need a common language to communicate? If I say I can understand what that fish in my aquarium wants to say will you trust me? Have you ever tried hearing voice of a deaf? Have you tried talking to animals you encounter in a zoo or in a circus? Is it that difficult to understand, or we just don't care to understand?

We talk about freedom. We fight for freedom. Many died and many ready to die for freedom. But that eye asked me the true meaning of attaining freedom, and I was speechless. Is it about doing what one want to at the expense of taking away other's freedom? Taking away the ocean from fish and giving them few drops of water is freedom? If that fish one day come and say- If you like me that much and want to be with me, come and company me in my pond, will you? Who will decide that aquarium is enough for her or not? Can you ever provide the same atmosphere she wishes for? And if she can speak one day and say she wants to leave, will you let her go?

Is being more powerful than others gives us the right to take away other's freedom? Their life? What if some day a virus come and become more powerful than your intelligence and start taking away your life?

Oh! Wait.... That is what just happening right now. And how it feels? IS it some kind of revenge nature is taking from us? NOOOO...it's not a revenge. It's our karma.

Bing Bing BONG.... My alarm ranged for the 7th time and  I got up. My dream was over.




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