Flying Fest

In the state of Maharastra, the month of January is the best season of flying kites. Everybody irrespective of their age, sex, status fly the kites with utmost enthusiasm and happiness. While flying the kites, everyone tries to soar high. However, high the kite is, the master of the Kite never loses the sight of kite. The kite is always under his/her control. The kite soars high, directed by purpose as long as it is the hands of the master. It enjoys real freedom within the hands of its master. The moment it is by itself, it flies without direction. It is not sure, where it is soaring and when it reaches its end.

Flying kite is not just a game. It reflects for me human life. Thus, a life game. In order to soar high in life, we need to place ourselves in the hands of people who can be a light for us in the moment of darkness. These people may be either friends, teaches, spiritual director, or even life partner. However high we reach in life, we should never lose the sight of our destination, our goal. Consequently, we should never forget the roots where we came from. Once we forget, we reach nowhere although it appears to be reaching somewhere.