A Tribute

It was a cold freezing night. Me and my brother, Kai were sitting near the fireplace. Both of us rapped in hot fur. I held a cup of coffee in my hand and Kai was drinking tea. There was an absolute silence in the world. Just, one could here the fast blowing winds.

The chill was spreading in the sky; it was ruling the day and the night. The Sun couldn’t warm the world now. It was like something beyond the heat was required to ripen the cold souls.

Humans were at their wits. Humanity at stake. A terror allover the life was hovering over the mother Earth. Already the had suffered a great loss. It was just like the world was lit again by a hope, but t had thought of it’s ultimate collapse. It was every life for itself!

The World War Two was just over. There was a rising hope, the Risen Sun! The rays of hope were converging into life. It was a beam full of life spreading into the universe. The Soviet and The USA were both making tremendous efforts to develop the world. But, then, we shouldn’t have forget, happiness and sorrow are the two sides of the same coin.

The ideas of the Soviet and the USA were contradicting. The world was being divided into two parts, one that led to the death and one that led to the life after death. The coldness was using a famous policy- Divide and Rule. It was dividing the world and was ruling it.

Nothing could be done, except allowing the arms of the fire to ripen the frozen mother Earth. It was the only possible way to get out of the stressful world. It was the only way, at least which I could think about from escaping the fears and the tensions prevailing in the cold world.

But, as the happiness and sorrow are two sides of same coin. Hope and despair are also the two sides of same coin. It was danger, once again to the humanity and to the life. We couldn’t let the fire roam on the motherland just like that. It was dangerous. Who knows ill which extent would that fire burn? Who knows would it be sufficient to burn away the coldness settled in the heart? Or is it just enough to ripen the heart of my mother? Or maybe it is being underestimated. Maybe it arms just not burns the coldness but burn the heart itself!

We just couldn’t let it be like that! We can’t leave it upon humans to decide. After all, there are only tow things in this creation that is infinite- Universe and human stupidity. How can we estimate, how immaturely will human act then?

Sometimes, I used to think looking deep inside my blood. Looking above the skies. Looking below the humans. I sometime feel pity over myself, over my own conditions when I am not answerable to my own questions. I feel horrible, feel like dying, feel cold waves passing through my soul when I can’t define ‘power’

Yes, Power! I do not understand what does the human mean by the term, ‘power’. He says, he is powerful, powerful than nature. Few even say that they are powerful that god. It’s not like I think about Earthquakes and Volcanic eruptions or any kind of disaster and then compare human’s condition. I think I view it from a separate point of eyesight. A point of view from where universe seems small and an atom infinite. It is a point of view from where human appear small then humanity.

I am sometime forced to think, how human says he is developed? Some flashbacks of past memories from pre-historic days which I gathered from my old history books, fly across my rusted brain. I think, if the entire human race would have wised to kill the mother earth, they couldn’t had. They would have spent whole of their life, ages, hammering the strong resistance of mother earth, but they wouldn’t have achieved any success. But, what about today? Even a single human is capable to kill or I should say murder the mother Earth. Even me!

If I move toady, being a part of Soviet’s army and shoot an American officer and shoot myself or a Soviet man in return the war will start. Yeah! That will be a possible solution to boil the coldness and let it burst the breast of the calm and peaceful mother earth. And within no time, the efforts of my mom, the life she created from the day of her marriage with Sun would be destroyed. The family, life, she saw and made would be partitioned into the survivals and died. The bullets will tear her soul apart. The bombs would burst her kindness. And the greed, this time wouldn’t just divorce a small family of her children but instead devastate the entire family she maintained with her only blood. Inhuman humans would take no time to turn her life’s efforts of pouring blood upon the dusty lands into mere water, which will evaporate and mix with the cold, dense and hazy clouds.

What an achievement man had made! Now he is capable to murder mother Earth within hours. The hearted fellows living in historic time, wouldn’t even have dreamt about it. I applause this effort! I applause!

And such fears just passed by my frozen tears as I drank the sip of coffee. And waited the world, just waited to see Mother Earth being buried inside her rip of universe.

I could hear someone coming from the forests. It could be anyone. Kai and me picked the gun and moved towards the very end where the world was getting dimmer and the universe deaf…just a last sound I heard and last think I saw and the last emotion I felt was a flashing bullet that cut my soul apart. I could see the blood stream flowing through Kai’s veins, and I could see intense pleasure as I had given something to my mother before I meet her in heavens and that was my blood…