Wall

Walls and boundaries are the reigns of our ancestors. Why are we limited? why are we so casual regarding boundaries.? There is just one sky, just one earth, just one sun, just one moon and just one life to discover just a minuscule of the whole universe. We are time traveling on this earth but who knows what our displacement from then to now is. From a fine day when the sun shone to a day when we know what sun is, we have traveled quite a time but it tends to zero comparatively; it has no value if compared to the infinitely extending universe.

Walls! yes, these walls!

I was on a trip to somewhere and then I was told how many boundaries I have crossed and here comes a figure of speech where I strangle myself into thoughts. It rings within me that why aren't they visible, why aren't they accessible, where are these boundaries? I just know that I have traveled to somewhere where the sun is setting and it would be wrong if I state it's east. These are no more than direction. The sun rises and sets at all places. Oh, am I the sun? Because the sun doesn't know whom to give light and whom to keep away from that light. Moon shows up smiling whole night all bright at all places. Stars put best of their efforts to twinkle in the sky but mankind is the one which puts a layer of that grime smog leaving plains quite disappointed and complaining. They wonder I  wonder where the wall is because every time I look beyond the sea even ocean and sky seem to wave at each other. At dark nights, waves try harder to meet the moon. Yeah, this word try! We, humans, are trying harder to reach infinity like nature does and then at reaching some part of that wholesome infinity, we divide it, we put walls, unlike nature. Walls where there is prohibition. Where there is discrimination. But walls have a limit of construction. Mankind has meager resource. There are birds who fly above these walls and there are people who try and climb and are called invaders. Every free entity is bounded but freedom finds its own way to sustain.

Bounded minds with unbounded thoughts are struggling to escape from the walled cage. These minds hold the novelty of thoughts. These minds ought to explore some other star some other day. These minds will walk on clouds, these minds will sweat in winters. These minds will understand thoughts not just words. These minds are up to wonders. And these bricked and crooked walls are just turning into some other finite infinity which will be invaded and divided.

Walls, it seems I am walking on a wall and just brushing away the old mud all surfaced on it. It seems someone made these and left behind to get invaded. The wall of the universe is discovered by my small step and yours along with mine.