Monday, December 1, 2014

The World of a Worm

I squirmed through a myriad of grains with my tiny, segmented feet as various thoughts crossed my mind. I had been journeying since the morning in search of my dream-grain; It was said to be on the other side of this huge containment they called a ‘room', which had not come within my reach yet, but I could almost imagine it- my golden dream-grain shining in the bright light of the sun just for me!

But, I believe you have not been introduced to the whole story yet and it would be best to begin from the moment the idea of a dream-grain was only a small seed in my mind that was beginning to sprout.

I had an epiphany the other day and I believed that it existed somewhere, my dream-grain and so, I looked for it day and night, disregarding the multitudes of jests and criticisms that came my way. They told me a million things like, "Don't dream too big, there is danger in it!" "Worms get squished easily if they go too far," and so on. But, I was not afraid; I wanted the adventure and I wanted to explore.

My family belonged to the old times when life meant survival but, I belonged to the new age where all the young mealworms dreamed big and looked to life with new and high perspectives. Life meant so much more than mere survival to me! I wanted to venture out, look far and wide and then, experience the very joy of searching for my dream-grain rather than finding it; for I always knew that dreams are what the world was built on. Dreams make advancement a reality.

I did not start out as such a confident mealworm at first, I was only a timid little creature. But soon, I had met a new friend in the span of a short day- who used to be a worm himself once, but had now turned into a beautiful butterfly- only because he had dreamed to, he told me! As we lay engrossed in a tight conversation for the rest of the day, he also told me that he knew what I was talking about and that he had seen my dream-grain somewhere; he only had to recall where it was now but he did not have a very good memory. I was soon on my way mapping through the ground and following his wrong guidance to reach the end of what they called a ‘room’. It is here, that the wrong juncture gave way to the right and I had found myself a new friend, the Grasshopper!

The Grasshopper laughed as I related my story to him and he cackled out that I had come to the wrong end of the room; the obviousness of which made me look rather ridiculous but I still stood there head strong. "This end leads to the ‘road-side’, while what you should really have been looking for was the ‘field-side'," he said and further added that I now had to walk all the way to the other side of the room. I gobbled my brunch and set out on my new journey once again.

It was almost afternoon by this time and after dodging many a giant ‘feet’, I could see that I had almost made it to the fields; and moments later, I could see a bright light bursting in from out the ‘door’ and stinging my eyes. I was blinded for a moment there, but when I regained my vision back, I could see it- “What a wonderful sight to behold!” I said to myself- it was the very sight that made me doubt my senses for a moment and helped me give birth to one of my most intellectual lines: "In the search of a single grain, I had found my dream-field; A field bounteous of lush greenery and corn! Those golden corns... My golden dream-grains..." It was an unregretable exclamation that my mind spoke out as I stood there among the Earthworms and a few dazzled wasps. They are always dazzled... these wasps... I wondered why. But, I had found my dream now and so, I did not have to bother about it much. I walked further on and fell into a... cave was it? Or maybe a trench, to be more precise.

Atleast, it looked like a trench to me. Mealworms don't normally fall. They can walk on any surface, and so this "falling" was something relatively new to me. Something I could not feel nor understand until I looked up to the sky and saw myself peeping through a hole. How did I fall in here so fast?

I was walking alright...

"Stuck their egein eh matey? 'appens ol the time"

I was startled to hear such a heavy voice at first, but when I looked up, I found myself staring at a rather pleasant-looking face. What a beautiful Lady bug he, I mean... 'She' was!

She was red in colour, but I've seen many Ladybugs of bluish hues too, and most of them were male.

These friends of mine are a sight to see!

"Wots e mealworm like YOU doin' 'ere?" she exclaimed once more.

The voice pulled me back from my thoughts and made me try to speak out, but I could not. Is my voice-box hurt? I do not know...

I did not have such a loud voice to begin with and now, to lose it was something... I could not bring myself to terms with. There was no way that I could COMMUNICATE with this new 'mate' or anyone at all for that matter! I was beginning to well up with frustration silently and I wanted to scream, but I could not!

"You e shy one a' you? Worry not, I may be of some survice little mate"

Saying that she went away and I was left in the ditch with bruises. I had never felt these things on me before... I wanted to cry but, I was very happy at the same time because I was about to live my dream...

Surely, not as sugar-coated as I had first imagined it, kind of got rougher than I thought, but that was because of my clumsiness. If only I had been seeing where I was going!

"This 'appens ol the time!" I heard her voice again, "I thinks to meself I 'ad asked you to fix 'it but, you don't!"

"Oh shucks! Now what?"

"Nau there is a new laddie stuck in there, how 'ar you gettin 'im out?"

"With my wings as usual" and the skeptic voice disappeared as the sound of the fluttering wings- that soon made a shadow over me- engulfed them.

"I'll get'ya out!" he said as he came closer to me and soon flew up with me as he held me tight.

Wow! I was in the air! For only a while but, what a great while that was!

The winged-stranger dropped me so I could get a good look at him. But, he looked unfamiliar... What was he?

"Stoup lukin at 'im like that! 'es shiny ain 'e? Yea, 'e gets that a lot! 'es a bumble bee! And 'is acid breaks through this thin laiyer of ground sometimes and makes plentiful ditches fo' poor creatures like you to be fallen into. It is not a ve'y nice thing. I told 'im, but he won't listen!"

"It drops off every time I try to hold it! I told you so many times!" replied the frustrated bumble bee as I kept staring at him wondering how he could be so shiny... Must be the honey on him and the reflection of the sun.

"Then dount 'old wat you can't carry! ae, wat am I supposed to do wi' a brain like yours?" was the worried Lady bug's reply. She had almost given up trying to make the bumble bee understand.

He flew off without giving an answer and I stopped staring at him eventhough it is all I could do now. I was bruised and voiceless. So, all I could do was stare.

"I saw 'it, you was standin' on the ground, matey and then, this sudden drop comes off and hits the ground you're on. I was startled to see 'it an I sure hope you ar not hurt are ya?"

"Heh, hurt?" I smirked. My pain was much more than that. But, wait! Did I just speak again?

"Oye! So you do speak! An I thinks you was voiceless!"

"Well, I WAS... But, now I think I can...(coughs).. I... It hurts"

"There was a rock there where you fell and oh my! Look at your bruises!"

I did not mind anymore. I thanked her and her friend for saving me and I was on my way to live my dream again. It did not matter how many obstacles I had to face, how many bumps I had to walk over and ditches I had to climb out of. At the end of it all, I was still living my dream and I was still always alive!

Life is filled with such amenities, and we keep growing with it. It has been two human-days now, and I had learnt that self-confidence takes us to places far and that all I had to do in order to fare well and make good progress was believe in my cause. It had taught me to see "things beyond what the eyes can see," and it had taught me about providence and of the measures the Almighty had taken to keep me on the right path, every single day.

 -Heenas Haseeb