Pilot of Pilot
Hello Folks,
Always I wondered, why the first episode of all the new series is names Pilot. Now that i know, I feel quite proud of myself naming my first blog like this.
World of air castles, that phrase can describe my whole life in a nutshell. I like in my air castle, I build it, I adore it. It is my secure area where sorrows can never touch me, I am always successful, my past is not regretful, my present is what I like not driven by my surroundings. I have the same people existing in there just the bad ones are good to me, the loved ones still love me unconditionally and the lost ones are still around. Of course, I do the wrongs most of the time, I commit blunders but I am never being judged. I still have my grandma telling me stories while making me sleep.
I remember, the story started with a group of small kids. Their school took them to a circus. All the small children aged 2-3 were sitting enjoying the show, the jugglers juggling, trapeze flying , elephant rolling and what not. But then the show stopper which was the lion in the cage and master taming him. Actually it was a tiger. All the children were scared to death and were astonished looking at the tamer doing his fine job. But all of a sudden the tiger broke through, ran horridly towards the block where those children were sitting. I may have forgotten to mention, I was among those children but according to her I was the brave one. I stood there at the age of 3 so confident and determined that I will save them all. As the tiger was approaching, even I had a little tremble but suddenly got an idea that I have a chewing gum with me. In the matter of a second, the tiger pranced on us with roar , mouth so wide open that you can simply count the teeth from far away. At the speed of light, I threw that gum in his mouth and as he closed his mouth , he could not open it anymore. His teeth were all stuck and glued. The chaos, calmed down, tamer came running and dragged the wounded tiger away to put him in the cage. Why wounded? , because I according to my grandma killed his intentions. I saved everyone, I was the hero. I was always a hero to her. I hope she was alive to still tell me everyday in the morning 'you can still fight against the ravage denizens of the world'.
But she is there in my castle living gleefully because I am a hero in my castle. :)
Always I wondered, why the first episode of all the new series is names Pilot. Now that i know, I feel quite proud of myself naming my first blog like this.
World of air castles, that phrase can describe my whole life in a nutshell. I like in my air castle, I build it, I adore it. It is my secure area where sorrows can never touch me, I am always successful, my past is not regretful, my present is what I like not driven by my surroundings. I have the same people existing in there just the bad ones are good to me, the loved ones still love me unconditionally and the lost ones are still around. Of course, I do the wrongs most of the time, I commit blunders but I am never being judged. I still have my grandma telling me stories while making me sleep.
I remember, the story started with a group of small kids. Their school took them to a circus. All the small children aged 2-3 were sitting enjoying the show, the jugglers juggling, trapeze flying , elephant rolling and what not. But then the show stopper which was the lion in the cage and master taming him. Actually it was a tiger. All the children were scared to death and were astonished looking at the tamer doing his fine job. But all of a sudden the tiger broke through, ran horridly towards the block where those children were sitting. I may have forgotten to mention, I was among those children but according to her I was the brave one. I stood there at the age of 3 so confident and determined that I will save them all. As the tiger was approaching, even I had a little tremble but suddenly got an idea that I have a chewing gum with me. In the matter of a second, the tiger pranced on us with roar , mouth so wide open that you can simply count the teeth from far away. At the speed of light, I threw that gum in his mouth and as he closed his mouth , he could not open it anymore. His teeth were all stuck and glued. The chaos, calmed down, tamer came running and dragged the wounded tiger away to put him in the cage. Why wounded? , because I according to my grandma killed his intentions. I saved everyone, I was the hero. I was always a hero to her. I hope she was alive to still tell me everyday in the morning 'you can still fight against the ravage denizens of the world'.
But she is there in my castle living gleefully because I am a hero in my castle. :)
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