The Journey
A river-let has it humble origin somewhere in the deep forests. Tender and pure it wanders into the unknown and innocuous territory. Oblivious of where it is heading next, it encounters multiple challenges, sometimes a fall over a high cliff sometimes the curves of the valley. The experience is enthralling but all short lived. It thinks that is what it's life is all about, along it's course. All along it's route it picks up various things; logs, leaves, fishes, sand and silt. The river-let now identifies it's life with all the fallen things. Unable to decipher the meaning of it's life, the river-let give the things more importance than it's own life. It finds charm in the leaves, how green and how fresh. But in due course of time they all rot. Then the fishes attract the river-let for some time, but the charm dies down again. All those things ferry along with the river taking turns to impress t...