Born to Fly

Once upon a time, there was a little girl. Her tiny eyes had the sparkle of the glitzy dreams of touching the sky one day. Her raw strength defied the pain, she had to endure in the pursuit of her dreams. Her soft skin witnessed the marks of her hardships in her chase. She was nonchalant to all the adversities, for she had to fly. She could not accept a failure and strongly believed that one day she will get her wings and that day she will soar high watching the world beneath her.

Here I lie in the corner of her bed watching the time progressing by. I am a diary, a friend, as she fondly calls me, a witness of all her secrets, some of which even she is unaware of.

Days and months and years have passed by; the little girl is a grown up woman now. She has developed fully grown broad wings. Her strength still remains a spectacle to be seen by the people around her. Her eyes still sparkle with the same glitzy dreams but what is that…..somewhere in the corner of her eyes, there is a drop of water & it became an ocean of emotions, for her dreams are yet to be lived. The broad closed wings tell an untold story of never been spread in the open sky, she always wanted to explore. What happened to her? What happened to her dreams? What happened to her grit and what went wrong with the perseverance? The longing for the wings to get developed had perhaps cast a spell on her or perhaps she had lost the vigor to live a new life, had lost the courage to start afresh, had stopped believing in herself. Perhaps, she had lost the faith to take the first jump to fly, for the fear of falling in an endless abyss had overcome the passion which ignited her heart and soul.

Suddenly, I hear some thoughts in her mind. She seeks my help so we can make it into that world together. Her dreams are still not shattered for she had a spirit which never dies. I knew that her hopes will rise again and one day she will develop the courage to take the giant "Leap of Faith" to fly and soar above the worlds known and unknown to her, for she is a free spirit, born to FLY, and we will succeed, if, and only if we stick together.

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