Story Of Mina And A Piece Of Cloud

Heretofore a piece of cloud was looking at earth; saw a woman who was crying. The cloud felt sorry for her, came closer asked her if she needed any help, also asked her name. She told the cloud her name which was Mina, also she said, "I am puzzled who I am, where I am from, and what I am". Cloud asked her to explain more and she said, she left her home, and went to another realm to live, but has been the witness of differentiations, classifications, and stratifications that had made her so depressed and disappointed. Mina said that, she migrated for a better life. The cloud still was confused and Mina was still crying. The cloud wanted to ask her another question but could not, as it was going to be blurred and drizzling. Mina was looking at the rain drops, and sighed that; their conversation was unfinished.

Abruptly one of the rain drops fell off on her face and said to her, “I will come back soon, don’t worry, and we will continue our conversation”. Mina was astonished and touched the rain drop gently and said so long to raindrop. As days went by; again another day she was so disheartened and was looking at the sky gazing to the clouds might see the familiar piece of cloud. The weather was getting colder and colder. It was snowing.  Swiftly a snowdrop fell off to the one of the fingers of Mina. The snowdrop started talking to her and saying that, there was not enough time, so it was better to start their talk soon. Mina was so pleased and asked the snowdrop, how have they come across one another. The snowdrop said, it was part of the same cloud that she had met before. Mina said this was amazing, as the last time, it was a piece of cloud, and then a raindrop and now a snowdrop. She sighed again and said how all these phenomena were free and gratis that can be departing anytime and anywhere, and can be as being in any form, that they want. Snow said, yes she was right, but not absolutely; as they were not that much free to go anytime and anywhere. Still the snow said that, they are going to where that some elements are available for them. It depends to the amount of water steam, the temperatures at that height, the wind, and the interaction of other air masses. But still they know that they move with the wind and the wind takes them to where that is their place to rain, or to snow or to be fog or cloud. As they just want to be alive and to exist and not become traumatized, or harmful.

Mina looked at the sky, and then to the clouds and then looked at the snow and said; ‘I wish I was a piece of cloud’. She said that, if she could have been a piece of cloud she could have felt the quintessence of autonomy, as ninety percent of her body is made by water and it is the same as the essence of cloud which is made by water, but just with ten percent difference. She still said if she did not have that ten percent as a human being, she could have been turned as raindrop, or snowdrop. And then she was free to go anywhere that she wanted to go without feeling of differentiation, or stratifications, or classifications. She might never have known what war is. She might never have known what racism is. She might never want to fight for equality and justice. Because to her equality and justice are there; when freedom and free wills are sitting as the main existence for human beings. She was thinking what human beings have to do for themselves with these ten percent differences to feel free like cloud, rain, and snow.

Mina was calling freedom and freedom was hearing her, but could not answer her to be appeared. The piece of cloud heard her and went to find out where the freedom is. A raindrop which was someday some part of the piece of cloud found freedom which was in a prison made by language in a meticulous geography, and a scrupulous history. The raindrop transformed to a piece of fog and went to the prison and asked freedom to demonstrate itself to Mina. But freedom said, it could not be freed until all human beings call it and want it to be freed. Freedom said, this is indispensable that all individuals consider the deprivation of freedom, and it will not happen until everyone having the experience of true love, and true love is just possible when the person is honest to herself and to the universe. So love has benevolent to freedom. The only way to have freedom is being in love with all existence. Mina sighed again and was looking at the clouds on the sky and the realm of freedom which was over there without any restrictions and definitions.  There were raising questions about love and freedom for her. And she was viewing that, just the land of love and freedom will be the place of free wills. Mina was imagining that, in the land of love no one is imprisonment by language, culture, ethnicities, class, gender, and on and on.