In this fast changing world, within a blink of your eyes you see the building growing next to your house, roads get filled by continuous vehicles, silent atmosphere suddenly becomes like a club blared with unpleasant musics of vehicle horns, noises: shouting, screaming, crying, hooting of the ever increasing people, rushing, running and making crowds as busy as the ants.
But, a question comes in my mind; why are these happening? I know some of us would have wondered that way and some of us would not have. Well, in my case I resolved answering myself, they are FLYING. I heard from someone that HOPE is a wing for humans so that they can fly. And seeing the fastest changes around me I just felt myself an underdeveloped larvae still wrapped inside the cocoon. But, here I got a clue; if it was for a real larvae, it has its natural stages of metamorphosis, but for me I got to MAKE MY OWN WINGS.
