INSEARCH OF HIMSELF
In a thick forest farway somewhere..,there was small pond and there he lives with his family and
freinds . His name was y. he was always in his own thoughts,wondered about the fairy tails he heard. There is an old frog with glasses and long cap with a stick in his hand ,living in this pond, sometimes
he disappears from the pond and wont be found for days. And he will be back when no one thinks. He tells fairy tales about the places he have seen..,the wonders hidden in mountains… the thunder
that makes fire in even rain.., to the small fishes. he catch their attention with his fairy tales, everyone
listens to his stories like he pour magic into them. And one day he disappeared as usual. After many days the old frog came back to the pond and y’s friends gathered around him to here
stories. Then he started to say about the ocean…like a heaven beyond the darkest place on earth. Y was hearing the story about magical ocean which lies infinite. Y became surprised about the ocean he came out the hole eyes wide opened looking the old frog like
he is a messenger send by god to reveal his destiny. The old frog was fantasizing the ocean as much much as he can..like he was telling..-far away..beyond
the mountains…where the sun sleeps in the night..,where the moon and all the stars comes from.., While he was poring the magic through the ears of these little fishes, y was looking at the seting sun
beyond the two mountains.., He felt like somethings there to make him feel his heart beat again.. once again…to feel alive..and to
escape from the place where his parent’s memories hunt him. he decided to find the oceans where all
the magic lies.. He waited for the next rainto overflow the pond. And after many days it happened… the whole forest danced in the heavy rain, hearing the music of
thunder…the pond overflowed.. He was getting ready..to become the flow of water…
The old frog was watching him.. he was just to getout out of the pond.. the frog called.-”y..” He looked back at the frog..and smiled.. Frog asked..”are you sure?” Y replied-”yes”.. The old frog looked at him for a while and exhaled deeply…and said
“ok..just remember this…your destiny is not decided by you everytime..sometimes it may be the path
you decide to walk, decides your destiny. Y looked at the old frog for sometimes little confused..and he jumbed out of the pond without saying
anything. The flow of water was hard as much that he was not even sure in which direction the water is carrying
him..he was hitting on small rocks in the wat many times, he tought of swiming back to the pond but
the water was not giving him a chance to swim actually. The flow of water became more harder., he
saw the flow was going to right side sudennly hitting on a rock infront.and he felt like he was over
thrown by the water on to the rock.he tried to get back into the water flowing..but he was unable to
getback.he tried harder and harder ..but there was no use he was tired already..he lied on the rock
looking into the flowing water just infront of him..his felt like his life is going to end there, his gills
stopped moving.small water dropes where hiting on him that gave him that gave his gills movement
for somemore seconds on earth..
It was still raining harder.his sight was getting blured…he can still hear the sound of water flowing
hitting there and here..and suddenly felt like someone took him with their hands and jumbed back
into the water…he felt likeit was goddess of water…he floated in the flowing water like a dead
fish…suddenly his consciousness came back and he understood it was no one but the flow just got
harder and took him out from the rock. Slowly he started to feel some comfort with the flow. He thought he become stronger..but it was
actually he is now in a stream…he felt like he reached in some safe house…the flow was still in a
hurry…but he was more hurry than the water to reach the ocean so he started to swim..he sprinted
through the water forward…from the streem to a river .in the way he saw many dead fishes lying on
the banks. Many fishes trying to swim opposite the flow, to stay where they are…he wondered why
they are trying to do so.. So he asked one of them the doubt he have.. That one said” this is where I belong…where my loved ones once lived and many of them still
living…this is where I have memories to hold on..they need me and I need them..so I must swim against the flow until the water calms or I will swim against the flow until I die..its just do or die for
the loved ones..haha”he replied with a simple laugh. Y looked at him and once again he became confused..and he left without saying anything. He was totally stuck in his thoughts..”was this a bad idea to leave the pond..my friends..and all for a
thing that I have only just heard..no..I will see what they haven’t seen…I will be in the ocean where
big fishes swim…the ocean where the sun sleeps…where the moon belongs… even this whole thing is
a bad idea there is no going back..so I must believe what I believe. But I miss them.. my friends…never
mind.. once I reach the ocean I will forget these things for sure whenthere is more things to get
wondered about.
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In a thick forest farway somewhere..,there was small pond and there he lives with his family and
freinds . His name was y. he was always in his own thoughts,wondered about the fairy tails he heard. There is an old frog with glasses and long cap with a stick in his hand ,living in this pond, sometimes
he disappears from the pond and wont be found for days. And he will be back when no one thinks. He tells fairy tales about the places he have seen..,the wonders hidden in mountains… the thunder
that makes fire in even rain.., to the small fishes. he catch their attention with his fairy tales, everyone
listens to his stories like he pour magic into them. And one day he disappeared as usual. After many days the old frog came back to the pond and y’s friends gathered around him to here
stories. Then he started to say about the ocean…like a heaven beyond the darkest place on earth. Y was hearing the story about magical ocean which lies infinite. Y became surprised about the ocean he came out the hole eyes wide opened looking the old frog like
he is a messenger send by god to reveal his destiny. The old frog was fantasizing the ocean as much much as he can..like he was telling..-far away..beyond
the mountains…where the sun sleeps in the night..,where the moon and all the stars comes from.., While he was poring the magic through the ears of these little fishes, y was looking at the seting sun
beyond the two mountains.., He felt like somethings there to make him feel his heart beat again.. once again…to feel alive..and to
escape from the place where his parent’s memories hunt him. he decided to find the oceans where all
the magic lies.. He waited for the next rainto overflow the pond. And after many days it happened… the whole forest danced in the heavy rain, hearing the music of
thunder…the pond overflowed.. He was getting ready..to become the flow of water…
The old frog was watching him.. he was just to getout out of the pond.. the frog called.-”y..” He looked back at the frog..and smiled.. Frog asked..”are you sure?” Y replied-”yes”.. The old frog looked at him for a while and exhaled deeply…and said
“ok..just remember this…your destiny is not decided by you everytime..sometimes it may be the path
you decide to walk, decides your destiny. Y looked at the old frog for sometimes little confused..and he jumbed out of the pond without saying
anything. The flow of water was hard as much that he was not even sure in which direction the water is carrying
him..he was hitting on small rocks in the wat many times, he tought of swiming back to the pond but
the water was not giving him a chance to swim actually. The flow of water became more harder., he
saw the flow was going to right side sudennly hitting on a rock infront.and he felt like he was over
thrown by the water on to the rock.he tried to get back into the water flowing..but he was unable to
getback.he tried harder and harder ..but there was no use he was tired already..he lied on the rock
looking into the flowing water just infront of him..his felt like his life is going to end there, his gills
stopped moving.small water dropes where hiting on him that gave him that gave his gills movement
for somemore seconds on earth..
It was still raining harder.his sight was getting blured…he can still hear the sound of water flowing
hitting there and here..and suddenly felt like someone took him with their hands and jumbed back
into the water…he felt likeit was goddess of water…he floated in the flowing water like a dead
fish…suddenly his consciousness came back and he understood it was no one but the flow just got
harder and took him out from the rock. Slowly he started to feel some comfort with the flow. He thought he become stronger..but it was
actually he is now in a stream…he felt like he reached in some safe house…the flow was still in a
hurry…but he was more hurry than the water to reach the ocean so he started to swim..he sprinted
through the water forward…from the streem to a river .in the way he saw many dead fishes lying on
the banks. Many fishes trying to swim opposite the flow, to stay where they are…he wondered why
they are trying to do so.. So he asked one of them the doubt he have.. That one said” this is where I belong…where my loved ones once lived and many of them still
living…this is where I have memories to hold on..they need me and I need them..so I must swim against the flow until the water calms or I will swim against the flow until I die..its just do or die for
the loved ones..haha”he replied with a simple laugh. Y looked at him and once again he became confused..and he left without saying anything. He was totally stuck in his thoughts..”was this a bad idea to leave the pond..my friends..and all for a
thing that I have only just heard..no..I will see what they haven’t seen…I will be in the ocean where
big fishes swim…the ocean where the sun sleeps…where the moon belongs… even this whole thing is
a bad idea there is no going back..so I must believe what I believe. But I miss them.. my friends…never
mind.. once I reach the ocean I will forget these things for sure whenthere is more things to get
wondered about.
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