Into the midst of the forest, suddenly the white wings of the cloud gave a loud cry. I startled as that of a beast chasing me, gasped my feet to run back for warmth and hunger of my body. The chilled grasses shone with sparkle as the water droplets fed itself through the whole forest. My legs paused but my heart throbbed for my destination. Life in a cave was as heaven as it could have been on earth. Cave seemed a longing destine as it lay miles away where i still lingered my bare feet to run. The dawn had captured its kingdom gradually and alas! i was unable to sight even the biggest of the trees. The hungered beast seemed to cry with a more painful roar as huge drops could be felt and I was pathetically wet all over. Memories of the trouble rounded up my head which dig up the hole I was into. The dawn had been never been friendly with my walk, my life as a cub. The deepest woods were not at all welcoming my birth. My daylight started with my mother's warmth and care. Beside her I felt the crowded trees greeting me with their humbleness flapping its leaves. Then it happened my heaven never returned back. Captured in the woods I struggled for existence. With time I could learn the entire lessons of the wood entering adulthood. My life grew dark and lightness sometimes had its effect on me whenever I got my prey to bind the rest of the day. A tragedy that had already crossed my way, gave me another invitation of tears one day. The dawn had arisen and I never preferred its coldness cover me. Amidst the dark tall trees I could see her lying unspoken; calling her was not my option for I finally knew the one whom I had searched entirely lay dead in front of my eyes, my mother. The truth revealed between the two sides where I could see the hidden pain for years that had captured her eyes in search of her beloved with a glitter of hope that lay still to find the one she hoped for. It was a delay I knew but there was no way I could ever mend it again. Returning back with a heart as heavy as stone, someone gave aloud cry of hope. It was my image there thundering for the same roar from my side also. I didn't have to do it because I knew a roar, a cry, or regret would never mend my wounds that surrounded my dawn. I could see her bidding me goodbye with a mighty her to get through the forest. I walked and finally entered my world of dawn again…
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