I love flying , even if they are long hauls , even if I get cramps in my legs , even if that makes me want to jump from the plane .. sighhhhh.. I still love flying . It gives wings to me , it makes me feel like I am in the world I dream of always , amongst clouds in the lala land . I love weaving stories from clouds , giving them shape and names in my mind 🙂 .  I like the fact that I am floating midair out of no where which wouldn’t happen otherwise . There is another reason why i love to fly , “perspectives” .  It gives me perspectives . The houses, buildings , people , things that look so big and larger than life to me becomes like ants and eventually vanish into thin air . It makes me realise its all about how we see things and nothing beyond that . yes! even the plane looks like a toy when we look at it from the ground . Since we live down here  we don’t see things the way we would from 30000 feet and above ..

Isn’t it an amazing  realisation that what we see can eventually vanish as we go up? My monkey mind went a step ahead and gave me another perspective of this perspective(ok ok! I know :)) Allow me to explain the “perspective’ism “(no! there is no word like that in the dictionary so I created one , Ahem!) since we humans inflate our problems into bigger ones and believe we have the biggest of problems on this planet and pray to God everyday to help ( I am always told God lives above us ), so can GOD, even hear us as they are up high ? Don’t we become invisible to them, how will they even see us lest hear us?

Now comes the point , Is that why we are told our lives are in our hands ? we are given life to take care of it and thats the best God can do? Waiting and doing nothing will never help us as we have to act ? This is how I look at it . Our life is in our hands until we are alive , what do you say ? 🙂