घोरं काननवनम

There is a thick undergrowth, which pulls my leg whenever I try to move forward…there are huge trees, with huge trunks and thick foliage that hardly let the sunlight in…the trees are brimming with activity, the birds and bees busy with their lives…the sly snake is doing a slow ascent to the unwary bird’s nest…there are many poisonous insects and reptiles in the undergrowth waiting for food in any form…the rustling is interruped by the sweet bird-song.So much of sweetness and beauty, yet so much of danger.I too am an inhabitant of this jungle…will I become a maniac with so much danger surrounding me?
Will I lose my identity with so many varieties of beings surrounding me?
Will I ever learn to throw away my cares and worries with a melodious tune?
Will I ever develop an individuality of my own?
And i have to pass through this jungle everyday, Iam a child of this jungle…but what will happen of me??