ENCROACHERS


No matter where you run, there is always a niche of people around you who tend to first encroach upon your own space and world and later on, engulf it. I know for fact the glumness radiating from my words but sometimes, the truth is better than any consolation. Speaking by experience, one which I don’t exactly relish, you can’t avoid the weeds.
Aggravation, irritation, resentment- all that we feel are really strong and inexpressible by words. The sense of being trapped and having chains bound to ankles is worse than being stabbed. The pain in the eyes yet the inability to cry, the bleeding wound in the heart yet the speechlessness making it impossible to wail only make it worse.
Terrified by the scenario? Now imagine the life other than this; completely carefree and independent, the permission to fly high and kiss the sky, the aptitude to spread your wings and enjoy the mystic nature. Only light encircling you and the rain drops coming down only to touch you can truly make your day. Beautiful, isn’t it?
What life of the above two would you prefer? I’m guessing the second option. No one can willingly make themselves go through the vindictiveness of imprisonment; then why do we give to others? Even though not human, the little bird sitting silently in the cage hanging from your ceiling also feels, somewhat similar to life #1. There is sadness and anguish in the song it sings, frustration in the fluttering of wings and anger in the beating of the cage. See it with the eyes of your own feelings and you too will know what I mean.
Don’t do something to another being what you wouldn’t pick for your family. Don’t encroach their world. Go ahead and set that bird free.

There is music in every beat of the heart
There is life in every stone of earth
You just need the ears to listen the feelings
You just need the eyes to see the mystic

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