VISIONS

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In an unknown land somewhere far from earth I am standing on a cliff. The land seems earthly and so does the air. I see people enjoying the nature. I see a young lad running after the butterflies, a girl lost in praising the beautiful yellow rose and marigold and cheers up on watching the sunflower move with sun. People are engrossed in cooking their favorite dishes, doing what pleases them. The smile on their beautiful faces is so natural; the lips take a curve like a soft wave on crystal clear water. Seeing their smile removes all the worries in me. I can’t help but smile while I see their carefree faces; enjoying every minute of their life.

Suddenly it all changed.

I saw that young lad smeared in red fluid. His very legs that were chasing butterflies are now amputated. The veins that rested beneath the skin are now out and bleeding. That girl who was praising the roses is now holding her eyeballs in her hand; her beautiful face is now an ugly red rose. People engrossed in cooking are now crying for food. Many dying of asphyxiation, some have their spleen looking out into the sky. Red is the only color I see. The air too smells strange.

I wonder how did this happen? How the heck everything changed so radically?  Smiling faces into cries? Then I wonder if I feel bad for them? I look at both scenes once again and I am blank. I no more feel the happiness from their smiling face neither do I feel sad from their sufferings. I wonder if people in each scene know about their opposite conditions. I wonder if those happy faces know they are in pain somewhere. I take a closer look and I am confused; everything in the scenes is same except their agonies. I wonder what is that I see. I am watching all this standing on a cliff in a stranded land that is so like my home.

Then I struck a thought. Maybe I see two visions with my two eyes; got to judge it combined. And then I understand it all. When I combine the two scenes, I get a whole new picture of what life is. I smile as I learnt that life is a one single picture but your perspective gives it new and radically different meanings and views. The moment your perspective changes; your life also changes. So more or less you are riding a wave. Perspectives form with these waves and life begins and ends.

You are the in-charge so take control and live your life.


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