It is a dark night. Darkness gives a slight cruelness to this universe. I observe illuminating stars which are crowd together in the atmosphere. They seem to give goldness to the earth. I worry about the moon. It has lost its half. After two days no one will bother to see it until it gets the whole appearance. We should have saluted the moon. In what ever circumstances, it never stopped lighting this earth.
‘Oh moon you are great. You illuminate the earth when you are being full. When you loose your appearance also you pay maximum effort to illuminate us’
I suddenly remember a poem which I studied in school days. Unfortunately I couldn’t remember the verse but I remember the basic idea behind it and the teacher’s face who taught me this poem in a nice way. Neal Armstrong and other scientists were busy with the project of going to moon for first time several years ago. Most of the public didn’t like it because they thought moon as sacred. Poets used to hind scientists.
One French poet said
‘Oh… what are you going to do in the moon? You don’t have to waste time in going moon. I know your needs. We have enchanting girls, red cherries and red wine in France. You are not going to do anything other than spending your time with girls and wine. So come to France not to moon.’
I just wonder (I know I can’t do any other) how scientists could break these kinds of perceptual barriers when they did it first. But nothing happened negatively. The only thing is we are fear to try something newly. The first barrier is our perception. This perception continues to prevent the success of us and others since the day when human beings started to live in this planet.
