Growing together is a real good thing. Take that morning walk by the next door park. Have your breakfast together. Share a sunrise and sunset some day together. Take that train journey together. Make that road trip happen. Share a room with a hilltop view somewhere. Go to the lonely beach together. Grab a star fish. You may get hold of a sting ray too. Dance in that carnival together. Start counting stars together in a summer night. Fly together with the birds. Chase after butterflies together. Talk to the unknown stream by the mountain. Cross that rocky bridge together. Go places. Get high. Get lost. Go hiding. Go shining. Share smiles. Go screaming. Get loud. Grab a nap. Do everything together. Get a life together. Get growing together.
Everyone or most people have a bigger vision of the world in their mind. Right from childhood. Particularly children. As a kid, I too used to have a bigger vision of each and every thing I came across. Like the bamboo forest next to my grandparents' in our ancestral village. The forest was next to the river which passed by our house. Ours was the last house of the village and by the river. The forest seemed like a never-ending green, dark and damp wonderland with imaginary ghosts, fairies and witches as in the stories as I would hear from my grandmother. There was a weird sound of crackling bamboo whenever a breeze passed by. Or like the water-body in the backyard of our ancestral house where I used to row the boat - my boat - taking in all my young cousins. That moment I used to feel on top of the world sailing a boat, taking care of lives I am responsible for saving. The water-body felt like a sea. I could see water everywhere till my eyes could figure out around me. As I gr...
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