July 12,2008
There in the middle of the field, by the side of trail, seagulls were chirping with high tide in their voice.Certainly, something not usual in my daily routine. Seagulls come , chirp, play, feed themselves and go but never with such high pinch. As I engrossed myself in view and tried to find minute details, saw the dying little seagull, struggling to save his life against street dog.
My heart cried for that tiny creation which came to this planet earth a little while ago and his life ended in seconds. I started blaming nature for its law of existence and struggle attached with it, felt rebellious and wanted to break the law but couldn’t. But with that rebellious thought, I realized that I am the lost human heart, imprisoned in dark dungeon until I tie my self to earthly authority and feel the oneness with nature. Of course, these are foggy thoughts,with those, my rebellious soul with misted eyes prevented further sight and hearing.I got lost in unknown territories of my own psychotic beliefs.
An that reminds me song by Alice cooper
My spirits rebellious, you tell us everything OK
No way, {I will find my own way }
My spirits rebellious, we won`t do anything you say
No Way { I am not in your herd , o’ shepherd)
Spirits rebellious, all we gonna hear is lies,lies, lies
Lies……{And I will find truth in my own way}
~ Trailblazer.
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August 8, 2008 at 7:43 am
After reading this, I only thought of one thing… the life of “Pre-emies”(premature infants)!!! It is ridiculous to know that they might have the shortest life span any human being had ever had… God forbids if they live, they might run into thousands of medical complications!!! They might have childhood asthma; they might develop more ear infections than any normal child would; (or yet worse!!!) they might not have same mental or physical function than any other normal child would have!!! Even after knowing all the possibilities, parents try to save that smallest creature on the earth… That little one is going through thousands of needle pricks, uncountable tubes running in and out of that 6 inch piece of life… And all these for what??? For that shortest life span, or may be that dependent or awful life he/she would have once fully developed!!!
Who is considered rebellious??? (Wait rebellious is not a word… Selfish is the word!!!) But you know what??? We all are selfish, when it comes to this fact of life…
I personally don’t know how I would react, because I am weak, extremely weak, when it comes to emotional grounds!!!
What would you do when you see your loved one on a death bed and you own the decision of letting go of his/her life or holding onto him/her as long as you can?