Little Johnny was in school. He had no sense of what responsibility is all about. He use to laugh whole day with friends and have fun. He loved butterflies, the blue sky, trees, rain and the zephr.When we grew older, he came to know the world has set of rules which everyone seems to follow whether they liked it or not. Johnny was so confused, he did not understand this. He felt he was special and the insects, animals, river, the sea, mountains, trees, valleys, monsoons was a way of the world to tell him how much she loves him. He was insane and madly in love with all of them but it seems people did not understood this and he felt that everyone is interested in something else.
He was so dissappointed and left out. He did not believe in any kind of rules. He wanted to fly free as a bird with no strings attached. He believed this whole earth was his home, he could roam around freely, talk to people and sing & dance whole day but it seems people thought he was out of his mind. Big boys use to poke him and said it was a disgrace to see a boy playing with butterfly, Johnny could get bashed and ran as much as faster as he could when he saw them. Johnny found no fun in violence. One day he found a beauitful piece of music instrument called guitar, he went ahead and spent all his savings and brought that guitar. He thought "Maybe, I can spend time with this new friend!" He took it away with no clue how to play it, he chose a spot far away from crowded city and under huge tree beside a pond he started plucking strings. People passing by use to say what noise is he making! Johnny could hold his heart and tell himself not to sink. He said this tree and grass below are with us, the pond is so silent and always watching us, they are my friends. Johnny also then remember his momma always believed in him and she believed that he would be some big man one day. With big smile on his face, he would make dissonant sound from the guitar.
Johnny played night and day, sometimes he use to forget he had to eat. He was so insane about this instrument. He found lot of peace. He use to think "I am insane, maybe everyone is insane but only difference is I am insane about music and they are insane about getting money". Johnny thought time and money were for the sane people. He is special, God loves him, Momma told this to him and he believe whatever his momma said. He also thought and experienced that friends come and go but his guitar stayed loyal to him. Sometimes it use to frustrating for him and he couldn't play properly but soon the breeze, the pond, the tree, the green grass and insects on it cooled him down. He could play with them and once he was in mood again He would start playing again. Sometimes the weather was so beautiful that Johnny use to keep guitar aside and look at the sky, the clouds, the pond. They were so silent but it seems they are talking to him in some way. He felt he was not alone anymore, he also felt his guitar loved to be with him at this place watching and meeting his new friends. Sometimes when it rained Johnny couldn't go there, he missed his friends who had being protecting him and motivating him to make him feel was special. He could watch outside his window from home just to see when could rain stop and he could take his guitar to meet his friends but it never stopped. He could then hug his momma and play few songs for her while she made food for him. Later nite With high hopes, Johnny could try to sleep with keeping guitar beside him so that next day morning when rain would stop and he could run towards the friends waiting for him.
