Freedom and Living Amidst Nature

The Kite

Arya and Gautam stood pondering, facing the setting sun and holding the reigns of their kites as it flew through the blue sky like the ebb and flow of the sea beneath it.

“It’s strange that we are never content with what we have, isn’t it? ” asked Arya.
“True. I could never imagine someone dreaming of living a life that they have worked so hard to escape from. ” replied Gautam. They stood pondering, facing the setting sun and holding the reigns of their kites as it flew through the blue sky like the ebb and flow of the sea beneath it.

This is the story of Arya and Gautam. The former raised in a metropolitan city and the latter in a small village. Different genders, upbringing, age group, aspirations and yet there was something common between the two – they wanted something more than what life had handed them.

Gautam was raised in a beautiful village called Ganpatipule in Maharashtra and later moved to Mumbai in his late teens to study and build his dreams. Now, in his mid-twenties he was riding the high horse, hoping to build his life in the city of dreams. Arya, in her mid-thirties, had retired from her high paying job and had bought herself a farm house by the sea, in Ganpatipule, in search of a peaceful existence away from the fast-paced city life. They had both worked very hard to follow their hearts and dreams and yet they weren’t truly happy.

“I like it in Mumbai. But, I’m truly happy when I visit this place. The company of friends and family is priceless. ” said Gautam.

“Mm. At least it’s calm and peaceful. Perhaps, I should get a few pets. Just that there is no vet in the vicinity. ” said Arya.
“Seems like you are beginning to feel lonely here? Perhaps you should move back to Mumbai. Your parents will be happy to have you back. ” replied Gautam.
“Will you move back here if it made your family happy? ” asked Arya raising her left eyebrow and holding her smile back.

There was silence. They looked at each other and sighed. Gautam’s kite lost its thread. They followed its movement until it crashed into the sea. Arya’s kite was still rising as she gently pulled it back and set it free.

“Perhaps, it’s about striking a balance between being tied down and setting oneself free. ” he said.
“You are wise beyond your years, indeed.” she responded.
He laughed, “Age is just a number, I’ll repeat. “

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