1/4/2015
12:27 PM
Do you understand what has happened to me??
They say now that I am an idiot; I say I had never been.
They
came to me, they touched me, I
confronted, they never stopped, I cried, I tried to tell my people to whom I
belonged, They replied “Those are the people who too belong to us” I dint understand that, if everybody who lives with you belongs to
you, how could “He” Touch?? “He” should not touch then...
But
ever after I never tried to tell my people.
I revolted. And by then I kept
revolting till the time I belonged to them.
I used to draw beautiful sceneries before. I used to read
Comic books day and night. Chacha Chawdhery, Sabu and Pinky were my Favorite characters,
I used to Watch Ales and Wonderland, I used to watch Disney. I used to make
paper craft with Glaze, crape and Velvet. I had Fevicol, Scissors and abandoned
wastes material in a big round basket. I used to read all the old books may
father and grandfather accumulated in the almiras with mirrors on their doors.
I used to fly my birds all the day; Day and Night. I use to bunk my school to fly my birds so
many times. .. But now I don’t do all these things, I have no interest left,
Simply I can’t Concentrate.
What I can concentrate is “The Revolt”. Priorities are changed. I have changed. My mind has changed. I have forgotton flying
my bird, she said; I remember, that “I am hiding myself IN, somewhere very-
very deep into your heart and brain, Do Not tell anybody.” And then she slept,
she kept sleeping for a long time, and I
started forgetting her, Now she flutters, after years she flutters.. I can
hear, she is coming out, she is awake, and she wants to fly again....
My little bird, why you had to
sleep for so many years?? Why I had to be an idiot till now????
