I am just a -"Little BIRD"

I walk along the city streets, so dark with rage and fear and I wish that I could be that bird and fly away from here. I feel so low, where do I go? what do I know? 

This little bird now has fallen out of the nest. I've got a feeling that I might have been blessed, So I've just got to put these wings to test. For I am just a troubled soul, who's weighted - waited to the ground. Give me the strength to carry on! till I can lay my burden down.

This sudden perennial (lasting for an indefinitely long time) interest and surprise, this fleeting - passing swiftly transitory (attention), without zero false pretense (pretending, artificial (not real) and a moment suddenly erased. While the excitement grew over time, the soul forgot the child for a new face (new things & people/materialistic comfort) - with uncertain outlines. I do despite (hate/insult/ in spite of; notwithstanding) my heart, make a little lack of fervor (great warmth and intensity of emotion)- must slow down the fire (anguish) - Just the illusion of one be, transparent without transcendent (exceeding usual limits, surpassing ,extending or lying beyond the limits of ordinary experience) attire (fine elegant clothes).

I force myself in vain to meditate on the mysteries of the rosary; I don't succeed in fixing my mind on them. For a long time I was desolate (deserted, joyless, uninhabited, sorrowful) about this lack of devotion which astonished me. Sometimes when my mind is in such aridity (being without moisture; extremely dry; parched: arid land; an arid climate) it is impossible to draw forth one single thought to unite myself with God. 

I am going to recount certain little struggles which will certainly make you smile. (It's just between you and me though)

I am far from being a saint and what I have just said is proof of this; instead of rejoicing, for example - at my aridity, I should attribute it to my little fervor and lack of fidelity (the quality or state of being faithful/accuracy in details: exactness); I should be desolate for having slept for years. I am not desolate. I remember that little children are as pleasing to their parents when they are asleep as well as when they are wide awake; I remember, too, that when they perform operations, doctors put their patients to sleep.

Your little bird is happy to be weak and little. What would become of it 'if it were big? Yes, this is still one of the weaknesses of the bird so little: when it wants to fix its gaze upon the divine sun, the clouds prevent it from seeing a single ray, standing as an obstacle in its way, It's little eyes close & its little head hides beneath its wings, and the poor little thing falls asleep, believing all the time, dreaming fixing its gaze upon its dear star. When it awakens, it doesn’t feel desolate; its little heart is at peace with no more pain and it begins once again - starting its work on the thing called love. It calls upon the angels and saints who rise like eagles before the consuming fire - this is the object of the little bird’s desire. the eagles take pity on it - protecting and defending while the vultures (demons) try to devour it. But the little bird doesn’t fear anymore, for it is not destined to be their prey so easy, but it shall surrender only - becoming a prey to the eagle whom it contemplates in the center of the sun of love.

"I look up to the little bird, that glides across the sky, It sings the clearest melody, It makes me want to cry". - Anonymous

A "UFO" from NASA

While some staffers really do get to nap while on the payroll, others work to give clients a good day's (or night's) sleep. The one fo kinds ‘yawner of a job’ comes from NASA, National Aeronautics and Space Administration - a U.S. government agency that is responsible for science and technology related to air and space that pays to stay in bed. Everyone from anesthesiologists to entrepreneurs are getting paid by the business of sleep. Though the space agency would soon be without its own means of transporting people to space, it does have some plans in the works. "Don't be misled into thinking that they have left human spaceflight - I just witnessed one."

Does the sound of “networking” send a chill down your spine? Do you dread having the thought of having to make small talk with strangers you barely know or get alienated? Here’s a chat, that went through - between “You” & “Me”. It started good, but abruptly ended. This UFO from NASA had launched - taking a spaceflight already, & I was not sure if was coming back to earth any sooner or later. While the butterflies in my belly still remained curious thinking how strange it was to actually stay glued to a less or longer then the expected conversation with a stranger & then get detached, as if nothing ever existed - erasing its whereabouts completely. The whole social networking seems to be a little more haphazard when it comes to maintaining its privacy, which is kind of understandable to an extent but then we all were social animals, wanting to have these conversations and out of curiosity, in our anguish wanting to share things with absolute strangers. I guess it was some kind of a protocol’ we all were learning to grasp through & get hold of & follow. While the Physics of the Cosmos incorporated cosmology, high-energy astrophysics, and fundamental physics. Human psyche was forever - far more frightening & complex, whether it was in real or in a virtual world. With the advent of everything that’s coming handy, we still have not learned to come out. Such a sham. 

<Me> Hi! your marital status shows relationship as complicated? Why? I hope everything is fine?
<You> Hello. Well, no comments I guess, I’ve put that there for a reason. Nice to meet you though. How are you by the way, whats your name & what do you do? 
<Me> alright, if you say so! I am fine, thanks for asking, what about you? What are you upto at this hour? Well what’s in a name, my soul & heart is more pure then my name 'I was given. that too, I did not choose myself, so here I am, with a no name tag, for you can call me anything you want. I don’t do anything as of now - I breathe, eat, drink, sleep and talk to my self. 

<You> I am good too. I was just bored so came online with my dongle to chat, access net & stuff. You talk to yourself! Are you crazy? 
<Me> Yes I do, You can call me crazy. With time it gets even crazier & interesting, but its fun. Its all about connecting with oneself.

<You> Oh I see. Will you teach me how to connect with myself? What to do? How to go about it? 
<Me> Sure its simple, you need a self-realization, you need to experience few things. Its simple, you just need to learn who you are & what you want first. Everyone who can see the good & bad in ones own self and knows ones faults & learns from ones mistakes will be enlightened. Everything destined to happen shall fall into place on its own, at the right time. I’ll let you know gradually. You got to take one step at a time, at ease. We’ll discuss about it soon in length. 

<You> alright! Yeah, may be you are right. Are you a bishop? Well, dude I am a member of NASA, I've got too many friends, but never came across such a crazy human like you, you've something special I think, keep it up. How did you experience all this? I think to earn this knowledge you must have sacrificed a lot in your past life.  
<Me> That's nice! No I am not, I am just a normal average guy. Thank you for your kinds words. 
Well life is a great teacher. Experiences lead us to sufficing answers to all our queries. We all are a lot of sacrificial goats - we all have to make sacrifices. 

<You> I salute you! No matter what I am, you are much above than me to realize this world. You'll be someone special in your coming future, I can see that. Ok buddy! good night for now I've a project on physics. It was nice chatting with you. 
 <Me> Thank you for your kind words. I already feel special. Good night, All the best. Hope physics treat you well. Same here. 

<You> Good morning, I am talking with my sister now, I will chat with you later. Can I suggest you some friends? trust me they are good ones. 
<Me> Morning. No Thanks. I am happy with the ones I already have.I just don't want or need any.

<Me> Why don’t I see more pictures of you, except just one picture in display. Can I see more? 
<You> That's because of my privacy settings. I cant do anything about it. No dear I can't sorry. 

With no more further reverts, I was blocked and it came to an end. Someone was either being too reluctantly & cautiously reserved or playing safe or mischievously fake with an inhibition - full of insecurities.

While undoubtedly astronomical in nature: comets, bright meteors, one or more of the five planets that can be readily seen with the naked eye, UFO(unidentified flying object) for me was an unidentified or unfriendly-unfaithful person(phenomenon) from NASA (Not As it Seldom Appears) that cannot immediately be identified - irrespective of ones caste, creed, colour, sex, origin or orientation 

Astronauts like the ones on the space station are moving so quickly, they're also aging a bit more slowly than the rest of us. Due to a principle of physics known as time dilation,they are just a tiny bit younger than the rest of us.

I envy that, i wish I could sail in air too. - Damn it. - Anonymous