FLOWERS (OF COURSE, THE ARTIFICIAL ONES ALONE) AT THE DOOR..

The old Post is modified and presented here without altering the basic message conveyed therein to reflect my view on this week's IndiSpire Prompt

"The salvation of this human world lies nowhere else than in the human heart, in the human power to reflect, in human meekness and human responsibility." Vaclav Havel said. Your reflection? #BetterLife

I became conscious of success in my life and thought.. 

"I was the leading man in my life!" 

No flowers were at my door at any time but a beautiful bunch was in front of my neighbor's door daily. My consciousness remarked,

"You may not be aware.. In your success, many around 

Volunteered following you without a protest!" 

Leaving those thoughts, I thought.. 

"I was the strong man in my life!" 

The story was same with my Consciousness remarking,

"In your success, many around 

Were indirectly made weak!" 

Leaving those thoughts, I thought.. 

"I was the brave man in my life!" 

The story was same with my Consciousness remarking,

"In your success, many around

Had their own legitimate fears!" 

Leaving those thoughts, I thought.. 

"I was the intelligent man in my life!" 

The story was same with my Consciousness remarking,

"In your success, many around 

Were not blessed to be so!" 

Leaving those thoughts, I thought.. 

"I was the learned man in my life!" 

The story was same with my Consciousness remarking,

"In your success, many around

Had no such chances with them!" 

Leaving those thoughts, I thought.. 

"I was the best man in my life!" 

The story was same with my Consciousness remarking,

"In your success, many around

Were not allowed to express so!"

Leaving those thoughts, I thought.. 

"I was the wise man in my life!" 

The story was same with my Consciousness remarking,

"In your success, many around 

Happened to be of adjusting type!" 

Leaving those thoughts, I thought.. 

"I was the useful man in my life!" 

The story was same with my Consciousness remarking,

"In your success, many around

Were unable to utilize their skills!" 

Leaving those thoughts, I thought.. 

"I was the smart man in my life!" 

The story was same with my Consciousness remarking,

"In your success, many around

Were straightforward!" 

Leaving those thoughts, I thought..

"I am the successful man in my life!"

The story was same with my Consciousness remarking,

"In your success, many around

Were deprived of those opportunities!" 

Feeling helpless, I questioned back,

"How come my neighbor had 

Flowers At The Door 

Daily and myself not?"

My Consciousness smiled and said,

"All those days, that man 

Remained Humble, 

Had Consideration for the Other and 

Sincerely worked for his/her Improvement

But

You were proud of your achievements alone all along!" 

‘This post is a part of Write Over the Weekend, 

an initiative for Indian Bloggers by BlogAdda.’

The Post is equally suited for the BlogChatter to #CauseAChatter..

Keywords:

FLOWERS, DOOR