If I could Fly

The cool breeze swishing past your face, the sight of the warm blue sky inviting you to its abode, the overall feeling of lightness and sheer exhilaration when we glide over the familiar landscapes, this would be the immediate picture painted in your mind as a child when we think about flying. If this is asked to an adult, the time when logic and reason dominates over imagination and curiosity in one’s life, they would suggest traveling in business class on a famous airlines with all facilities to be their idea of flying.

This term of flight is one which is open to various interpretations, each unique in its own way. It can refer to the actual idea of commuting in the sky to symbolic references like flight from our problems and word or our flight to perfection. My view on flight comprises all these myriad ideas into one singular form, freedom.

Flight in any form indirectly refers to freedom either from the laws of science and gravity that holds us down to the ground or the freedom from our problems which weighs us down like shackles. I wish to fly into a world equipped with the power of knowledge and philosophy paying no heed to greed or ego. I wish to glide through a world whose outer appearance showcases its inner regal beauty, untouched and unharmed. I wish to soar through a world where all of our fellow beings work together in harmony and peace casting all our personal differences aside in order to highlight and embellish the goodness in each other.

This powerful idea in my opinion, is the one which all humans must ponder over on at some stage of our life, when we’ve been used to moving on the ground so long, we’ve got to beat the odds, believe in one’s self and fly towards our life’s goal. Only those who challenge the world, face their problems and learn to accept and embrace failure will emerge out of the skies, watching over all of us who wish to seek the same. I believe to work towards this notion and fly towards the destiny that awaits me.