A fruit in the hands of a frog

Living in the dirty waters of a swamp, a frog used to day dream of reaching the branches of a majestic tree and taste one of its delicious fruits. It was patiently waiting for the day when the tree would lower its branches for the frog to grab the fruits. It lived in its own fantasy for a long time. When it finally dawned on the frog that it is not in the nature of a tree to bend, it tried reaching for a low hanging fruit. It felt that it was unfair that birds could fly in and land on the branches with ease and taste any fruit of their choice and squirrels could climb up to any part of the tree to eat the fruits at leisure, but it in spite of jumping high with all its might it could still not reach even a leaf on the tree.

After several failed attempts, the frog decided to give up, tired of waiting and trying. Disappointed that it would never be able to taste the fruits like the squirrels and the birds, and depressed that it had wasted so much of its life on something that does not even understand its language, the frog bade goodbye to the tree and turned back to the swamp. It had just begun its swim back when a fruit fell right before it.

Should the frog pretend that the tree had fulfilled its wish? Or, should the frog try to realise that the fruit had spoilt and had fallen out of the tree decaying?

For the tree, the frog will just be an amusing and at times, an annoying neighbor in the swamp. It will never understand why the frog was waiting sitting beside its roots staring at its branches. It will never want to let the frog have one of its fruits even if it had known why the frog was hopping incessantly till almost it lost its breath. Of course, it is not in the nature of the tree to bend down and help a stupid frog, is it?

Let's Pretend!

The one lesson that life never lets us forget is to pretend.
Eventually, you learn to act as if you care and sometimes, you learn
to act as if you don't.
Whether we accept this deception as a way of life or we choose to
ignore it, life nevertheless teaches us to let go of the truth slowly.

--
Madhanagopal B

Stagnant Dreams

Seized by stagnant dreams.
Held captive by unfledged fantasies.
Trapped in a local minima on an imaginary memory landscape.
Surviving recurring pangs of fragmented hope.
Only way out...

LET GO!