Reena is the host of Reena’s Exploration Challenge.
Anyway, the prompt is to pick up any one line (mention which one have you picked) or gist of the whole piece, if you can make sense of it, and base your piece on it.
Would I care to be right?If life was not finiteIf I’d the luxury of eternityto let it be naturally provedthat I’ve always been right…beliefs and perspectiveswindowless walls between usblock insights – so much so, thatyou revel in pleasures of darknessbottling and imprisoning lightthe beheaded boatsmansinks with the boatmessenger from afarcarrying a crumpled noteAll is not well, all is not right..But I’d always been rightHe should not have ventured this far…He risked his life for a cause inaneA carrier of ignorance, misguidedBy those who think they’re right
I have taken my inspiration from the overall message of the poem, I am always right!
You can guess that this post is about my ten years old grandson.
Hehas boundless energy and hops, skips, and runs to whatever place he is going. When we go for our daily walks, he often sprints ahead and then comes back to join me in my sedentary walk. Though I have improved my pace considerably, walking with him.
I love the optimism of youth. He looks at things quite pragmatically and is mostly upbeat about things. A word of criticism would pull him down momentarily but he bounces back pretty quickly.
Last Sunday I gave him a haircut. His hair is very thick and grows like weeds. And going to a barber is out of the question these days. He was patient with me, not making any objections to the amateurish haircut. And didn’t break down when I accidentally wiped away one sideburn completely with the new clipper. I had to do the other one too, to balance out things and he took it like a champ.
I wish I had half his energy and all of his naivety. He is so trusting and free from cynicism.