Buried deeper into the dreams, these scattered roots are entangled into themselves and also among their own. Over the years, the repositories are amassed many highs and lows. They have been showered with sprinkles of happiness and little bouts of ecstatic fertilizers . There were sad phases too when dirty manures and flith was thrown with smirks . Yet , the roots have withstood them all . Not, that there were no complaints or grumbles. There would phases of depressed or sullen looks about its worthiness or whether they would embark to see the sunlight one day. These experiences today have made them stronger, wiser to face hurdles of any storm or rains. They have built a reservoir of wisdom and learnings meant to learn from that could overcome any obstacles like breaking away from the chains of endless tangles with ease. The roots are now on an apex of being steady to decide its future rather than following another’s trail. True, it hasn’t foreseen the odds or the future looks bleak like the time after the sunset, but it laid the fossils to dream , to aspire , to forgoe negativity and pave your own channel that may grow into a new blossom – one of its kind .
Prompt – Roots: The saga of an American Family is a 1976 novel by Alex Haley about an adolescent in Africa sold into slavery, transported to North America. A bestseller adapted for a television series, it left indelible impressions on my mind. I would like you to write whatever you feel about your own roots and what you expect this tree to bear in the future by Lilly Swarn.
Copyright©2020-14th May by Elvira Lobo (All rights reserved; unauthorized use prohibited) Disclaimer: The image(s) in the post are taken from Google. I don’t claim any of its rights.