The kite struggled to break free. Caught in the wires, it tugged hard as its long tail flapped in the wind. Hours later, when the wind gave way to rain, it fluttered on despite being soaked, hoping against hope that it would be free to fly once again.
The kite recalled the joy of the gardener’s son who had flown it for the first time. The boy couldn’t take his eyes off the red beauty as it danced in the breeze.
He felt he too was flying with the kite, higher and higher in the blue, heavenly sky. But then his joy came to an end as the string snapped and his kite got stuck in the wires across the road.
There the kite sat still, overcome with guilt. It couldn’t break the boy’s heart, but it was helpless. The boy waited a while before giving up.
As night descended, wisdom dawned. The kite stopped struggling to break free as it realised the futility of fighting things beyond its control and made peace with the reality of the present.
The kite also realised that every love story needn’t have a happy ending.
Perfect partnerships are often too good to last. Sometimes love demands letting go than struggling to hold on.
If sacrifice is true love, then freedom, not possession, is true happiness.
So the next morning when the kite thought it was no longer capable of flying, the wind gently set it free to sail in the clear sky. It felt lighter for it had left behind its desire to be free.
Strangely, it felt stronger not only because it had survived adversity but because it had begun trusting the wind, the force that would guide its course.
Just like the kite, we could come to terms with the reality in our lives and stop fighting our circumstances. Life’s perfect moments don’t last long, so enjoy them while they do.
Let go of the past and that baggage of expectations to fly free like the kite. Let’s trust the force to breeze through this journey called life. firstname.lastname@example.org