The redness of the setting sun gave its hue to the sky on the western horizon and the birds were returning to their homes after a day of scouring for food. The night gently tiptoed behind the retiring day.
This all meant nothing to me. I never talked to him…
and he laughed to shun the nostalgia that was building up.
Everything was going good until he heard a pandemonium of sounds all around him. He opened his eyes and swam to the shore as fast as he could…
It was dark outside and the sound of chirping crickets resonated wherever the human voices would allow for such freedom. The boys had looked into the other circus tents and around it and they were now wandering on the streets.
This was his first night away from his home and it was not particularly easy on him. He finally decided to scale a mighty banyan. He scampered as silently he could to climb it.
To the surprise of everyone in the village, Xandu was gone! Nobody really believed at first but for the empty house … More
The acceptance of dying is essential to overcome the deep set fear of human psyche. We are so much bothered by it that we created religions, heavens, gods, priests and a concept of afterlife to keep these thoughts from troubling us too much.
To be – is the question for human existence. To feel alive and active in the game of life is the desire. Death seems cruel and unwanted. Why?
An investigation into the nature of human mind and desires therein.