My Tryst with a cold gentle Breeze

. This morning at around 4 A.M, a gentle breeze blew across my ears. I asked it “Who are you? Where do you come from?”. It replied “That is exactly what I am ltrying to find out. However, I know that I am not the “I”. I neither know my origin or my destiny. But my karma is to whisper pearls of wisdom into ears of my fellow earthlings. You earthlings should treat your lives like that of a cold breeze but unfortunately  all of you lead your lives like a cyclonic storm. You mortals self- flagellate yourselves with your hands filled with expectations and whips dipped in the stream of emotions. Therefore, you all hit cumbers quite often. Instead, drop your whips and fold your hands and then witness how things unfold…”