A child, born with all the fresh and delicate organs, tender, yet cute, protected by mother's sack, soaked in blood but still pure, born into the world as an alien.
He is kissed by everyone. His coming into the world is rejoiced by everyone. His mother feels proud for having carried such a beautiful piece of creation. His father can not but let all his tears of joy flow out to show to the world.
The child sets his mind for nourishment then. He turns his head every way to grasp all the features of the world. He observes what he will have to do to get what he wishes and what he is prohibited from. He learns which person to trust and kiss and whom to not. His strengthening muscles teach him when and how to use their power in times of need.
Throughout his ever learning process (life), he filters out some items and attaches them to his permanent memory. He remembers when he kissed his grandfather as he gave him a chocolate bar. Even more is the memory of the slap he recieved when he stole the candy from the shop and showed it to his father so proudly. He remembers the first person he fell in love with. He remembers the oaths he took. He can not forget how unwillingly tears were rolling out of his eyes when he could not save that girl child he was treating. His first steps into business, when he lost the whole money allotted to him for promotion, the memory of which has made a dark void in his heart. Even his victory in a long fought fight...
Then after all this, the person leaves! He again becomes an alien.
I love this life. But this life is not what I am looking for. Redundancy is not the factor I want to live with. I believe there are many more who think on this line.
He is kissed by everyone. His coming into the world is rejoiced by everyone. His mother feels proud for having carried such a beautiful piece of creation. His father can not but let all his tears of joy flow out to show to the world.
The child sets his mind for nourishment then. He turns his head every way to grasp all the features of the world. He observes what he will have to do to get what he wishes and what he is prohibited from. He learns which person to trust and kiss and whom to not. His strengthening muscles teach him when and how to use their power in times of need.
Throughout his ever learning process (life), he filters out some items and attaches them to his permanent memory. He remembers when he kissed his grandfather as he gave him a chocolate bar. Even more is the memory of the slap he recieved when he stole the candy from the shop and showed it to his father so proudly. He remembers the first person he fell in love with. He remembers the oaths he took. He can not forget how unwillingly tears were rolling out of his eyes when he could not save that girl child he was treating. His first steps into business, when he lost the whole money allotted to him for promotion, the memory of which has made a dark void in his heart. Even his victory in a long fought fight...
Then after all this, the person leaves! He again becomes an alien.
I love this life. But this life is not what I am looking for. Redundancy is not the factor I want to live with. I believe there are many more who think on this line.
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