As I looked out of my window,
I saw these two birds flying high,
Hovering over everything proudly,
Making turns and twists swiftly,
I wonder, why most of us,
Always, wish to be a bird,
To fly high, like a bird,
Is it because we don't recognise our true potentials?
Is it because we want to run away from our responsibilities?
Or, is it because we failed to realize that we control our lives?
The answer could differ from me to you, you to him, him to her,
And, her to everybody.
But the truth is, we are solely responsible for our lives.
We can still be free like birds,
Take our own decisions,
Create our own niché,
And, live in our own magical world,
If we think less about what others say.
And think more about our dreams, our purposes and our very own existence.
