This is a simple story of ‘you’, a cloud and ‘me’, a grass.
One day, on a beautiful morning ‘me’ woke up feeling lost in this huge world. He was sad. He did not have many friends. Deep down he did not want to face another monotonous day full of ordinary events. Little did he know that his life was going to change forever!
In the warm afternoon when he had nothing to do, ‘me’ stared at the sky and saw beautiful clouds hanging around, some dancing and others talking to winds. He saw how the clouds blushed as, sometimes; a strong wind would gush through, carrying away a few clouds. He sometimes wished he could have been a wind and went up there talking to them dazzling white clouds every afternoon. But silently accepted what he was. But, today, he had an urge to talk to the clouds. He had never talked to any clouds before and his loneliness was so painful that he wanted to scream out right at that moment. So, gathering up all the courage and strength, he called out “Hello!” It felt as if time came to a standstill all around him. Seconds seemed eternities away. Nobody replied. Nobody cared to look down. Minutes passed. ‘Me’ gave up swearing never to make such foolish attempts.
Never again.
Just when he quit and was about to turn his gaze away from the sky, came a reply, “Hi”. He looked up to see a mysteriously beautiful cloud, floating so gracefully and carried herself so elegantly. ‘Me’ simply kept staring at her, hardly able to speak. The cloud was now smiling at ‘me’. Coming back to his senses, ‘Me’ spoke: “I’m ‘Me’. You?” She replied,” I’m ‘You’”
I’m ‘You’
(… To be continued)
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