It looked huge before me, a rugged, dusty, dark obstruction to anything that I wanted to see on the other side. I looked too tiny in front of it before I decided to climb. Is it worth it I asked myself. What if I decide to stop half way through. Will it not be a waste of time and energy that I spent on reaching half way . Will it be sensible to come back , maybe easier and faster. What if I went slow and climbed up. It would be great to see and know what everyone cannot see if they do not put in this effort. This tiny me decided it climb and it was an effort that seemed to take away a lot of me with it. I realise how difficult it is to climb a mountain but it was not impossible. Cuts, bruises, sprains and pains were my companion. But the curiosity to see what was up there kept me going. Finally I lost track of time , I just kept going up whenever I looked back and realised how far I had reached. I was just there and here I was scaling a height in life which was great for me. It was worth the effort as what I did see was not for everyone, mesmerising, enchanting and so beautiful. But what made me more happy was that today this tiny me had the mountain beneath myself. It was not me looking up at it but it was the mountain that was now holding me above itself. The mountain is just there but it is you who rises.
I was in love with the waters but only from a distance. It looked so calm yet I could feel there was something that disturbed it that it wanted to share. Every time the waves came up to me as if to tell me what it was but I would move back in fright and so it did too. I was told there is a quiet dark world below , beautiful to see but I could not gather myself to dive deep in till one day my curiosity gave in and I decided to travel in the depths of the water to see the remnants of a story that once could be talking about the voyage it took but now lay scattered , untold and unexplored. I understood what stays calm at times comes up to tell you what it hides only if you are ready to listen.
The sky is the limit they say but this limit is endless. The higher you go you feel there is something over me which I haven't yet reached. Each one of us wants to reach heights but what if a little elevation scares you. Looking down at things gives you palpitations. Yet you want to be free like a bird. You want to fly free and want the entire sky to yourself. A little push is all it takes to know what it feels to fly free. When you fly, when you glide, when you just jump holding the colourful canopy, you feel the real meaning of flying free. It takes a lot of courage , a lot of strength, a lot of effort and maneuvering to reach up there. Only those who work hard and trust their abilities reach the height in life.
So be it climbing the mountains, be it diving into the depth of the sea or flying free like a bird, it is only you who can work on yourself to reach. There is so much to explore, there is so much to see, do not set your boundaries, do not limit yourself. If you can give it a try , do take the first step. After all it is your life and life is meant to learn, explore, live and enjoy and is Limitless.
By
Mansi Chaturvedi
(A published author of the book Shades of Solitude and e books on Shab.in called Spectrum and Bonsai. Mansi Chaturvedi is based in Kolkata and has her work published also on various platforms and by publishers like Excellent, Oxford, Shubharambh, Writersgram, Ekta, Hatchhegg Publications and also got articles published in blogs of e-magazines like Unicorn, The Beautiful Mind, Metonia and Namya. She connects globally through her blog Pennedconnections on WordPress.com and has her podcast Livewire on Spotify and Anchor.)
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