"A PLACE TO BE" a monkey’s story

It’s a place where you can see a beautiful sun shine every morning on the top of the mountain smiling at you with a “Hello Lovely one! Good morning. 

 

"My home Jungle is a place to be, I have to go back to my jungle” these were the monkey’s last words to the bird who hates goodbyes.

       Once upon the time, there was a monkey, who used to dream of going far away from the small jungle he was born. A monkey was kind a furious to stay in the same place for such a long time. He felt hectic to see same things, same monkeys, same atmosphere, same trees and same features all the time. He wondered how wonderful it will be for him to go far from where he was.

There it came a time the destiny was calling him, and he has to keep the ball rolling and to push his feet away from his native land to the Concrete Jungle. The monkey was so happy because he was looking forward to live another kind of life he had never think of it and never experience it before. His father use to tell him that “if you think you can and then you do it, then you can, because if you can't do it and then you have had never thought of it that you can do it, nobody will do it for you”.

To tell you the truth life in the concrete jungle was the survival for the fittest, neither in the system nor outside the system. For the time he came to realize that “every monkey is for himself and god is for us all”. Due to the hardship of life and the ups and downs, his thoughts taught him that “every monkey must pull his own weight inside the concrete jungle. No one will dare to give you the hints on how to survive. It’s you and your thoughts, and you must be tough and wise to strike while the iron is hot. If you will dare to take or to touch or to poke your nose on other monkeys business, then you will get a free ticket to the grave”.

The life in the concrete jungle discomforted him, because he has never stopped himself from thinking of what should he will do in order to survive and how can he conquer a small fortune for his own kingdom.

The food and fruits was disgusting, the shortage of water and other artificial features contributed for him to be furious of the Concrete Jungle. The Atmosphere was pit full like inhaling the air from the ventilation of the purgatory. This made him sick and tired of the Concrete Jungle, and he admitted that “I would never forget this Jungle for only two reasons, one is what I have leant so far, and second I had once found the beautiful bird inside it”. He wished not to leave this place, but he once said he can’t see his future in the Concrete Jungle. He said to the bird “I have to go back to my jungle for a while to clear my head and to see what I can do for the next few days to come and for the future.

The rush hours and traffics were some of things that opened his mind and made him realize how beautiful his home jungle is. He said that “My home jungle is a place to be, a place where you can see the monkeys showing love to each other while the birds are singing beautiful songs, the Natural features, the Fresh Atmosphere and the cool air that can crack your bones if not well covered with warm cloths. It’s a place where you can see a beautiful sun shine every morning on the top of the mountain smiling at you with a “Hello Lovely one! Good morning. My home Jungle is a place to be. “I have to go back to my jungle” these were the monkey’s last words to the bird who hates goodbyes.