Saturday, May 16, 2009

Me:As A Flower

Flowers are beautiful...

But think of the situation and moment when a flower thinks himself to be beautiful. This is because being aware of your own beauty is somewhat more important. Yes, in my instinct a flower feels the actual humor at the presence of a honey-bee. The kind of ecstasy he acquires while providing honey to the bee is really an example of real-pleasure. But this pleasure is quite internal . Everybody may not be able to be stable enough to stare at this emotion. Whatever the matter might be, we just can't deny the eternality of the flower with the bee.

What about the bee,wandering everywhere for collecting its identity,the honey. Is it the selfishness, is it the need or is it the love that attracts a bee towards the flower with honey. Is it the fluttering of emotions or is it the imitation of behaviour of the bee that convinces the flower to generate the honey for the bee. But ultimately the result shows the exchange of sentiments...

No more Philosophy now..

I have always tried to take the seat of selfless flower that gathers hope for all in it. All bees are my friends whatever the intensions they have towards me. I shall never derail myself from this way of motivation that I get somewhere.

As a flower, Still I am placing "TIME" as the top-most prior place in my life, because it helps me in blossoming myself. I have always been hopeful and have never hesitated waiting for the TIME which always gives indication towards my success.