Thank You
They took her to the physician again yesterday.Since I was there on their way, I decided to take a look at her face. It made me question that"do I have a heart too?If not then why am I feeling this way?". The look on her face was what they call illness? Maybe.
Although she seemed fine to me physically.Yes, just physically. But deep down there must be something wrong.If I can see that can't they too?Since they are"superior"? Well, I may not know.
I have been cursing this existence of mine throughout the decades.If you were me, maybe you would too.But they seem really proud for being what they are, what they have and what they are capable of. And there is certainly nothing wrong with it.I also wanted to be blessed like them. I would agree to sacrifice thousands of my leaves to gain one human body. So why am I saying "wanted"? Do I not want it anymore now? No. I don't. Having gems in my pocket is great,but throwing them at someone with the intention of helping may end up hurting them. As for them, I think it's the ability to talk they have taken granted for. For a one like me it's nothing but a dream to be able to talk. Or to be more precise, having someone to talk with. But aren't they lacking one really important thing in the process of improving their talking ability? You must be wondering what it is. Listening. Calmly, silently listening to someone. For my opinion, although it doesn't matter, listening can be much more helpful than talking sometimes. Maybe I'm saying this because it's the only thing I'm good at. It was not a choice though.
Not more than a month ago,she was also shining, hanging around with her friends, picking flowers from my branches. So how come she became silent all of a sudden? You may ask. Nothing was sudden,but this reality somehow escaped their eyes.I saw how she cried, how she yelled and how desperately she asked for help. Either she was not loud enough for them to hear her out or their indifference was nothing but a self made choice.But even if it was,why are they becoming so reluctant to admit their fault?Or do they really not understand?Did their "superiority" make them that oblivious?
I maybe am "inferior", not capable of giving my feelings the form of a language, but I can hear you out. I will hear you out. You can sit under my shadow, lean on my trunk, make yourself a crown with my flowers. I will not interept you, will not judge you, nor even try to give you any advice. I will just try to let you talk your heart's, for how much you want, for how long you want.I may be cursing myself till now, but I have realised I am blessed too. Dear Lord,thank you for giving me the ability to stay silent. Thank you for making me "Inferior".
