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Building a Castle is Slow and at times, Hidden.

 I want my Castle to be Strong and High,

On the moonless , puffy textured sky.

Let this, in solitude, be expressive to shine 

And make the moment Worthy and divine.


Like everyone,  I had this quest of having a unique identity to be recognized with. I  wanted a Castel to be the ruler of.  How to do make that happen? All I knew was I won't be "Gifted" with it ,nor it was going to be as easy as walking down a already laid Red-carpet pathway to take you to Get-what-you -want.

I walked into the jungle. Yep, that was hard with the sky Grey and uninviting into the night of hardships. It's not the corporate ladder but yeah A jungle ( I did read this concept in a book) . The building of a Castel would start with a single brick yet, with a Strong Foundation. It won't be noticed by anyone initially, I knew , as it was hidden under the trees of the jungle.

 The leaves spread  on the top of the tress and the surrounding will protect it at its initial stage. No busy human will see and judge it before its done with  finishing up. I kept on working and took this dream higher and higher. It took patience and constant work on it. It would make much of your time spent to yourself instead of the worldly life.  

Made to be higher than trees and stronger , it now stands upright and is visible despite the trees . They notice and appreciate and at times, praise the fortune I had .  

I concluded 

Don't stop working on your dream castle only its hidden and not yet appreciated.. 

Thank you 

ANU.


(Its just a thought, I don't go around walking in jungles. )

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