Boomerang

My brother sent me a boomerang from Australia for my 22nd birthday. It was a wooden boomerang nicely hand-carved. He remembered that I was in awe of all those boomerangs and wondered on how they worked. I guess I got to know boomerangs from watching all Jungle Book when I was younger. I loved the way Mougli carved his own boomerang out of jungle woods to hunt and to protect his family of wolves. To me, boomerangs are so amazing even today. If thrown the right way, which is apparently very hard and needs lots of practice, it would make a perfect flight around a pre-determined curve and return to the thrower.

I have had this boomerang for a few years now and have not tried to throw it even once. I have safely and artistically hung it using two glass pushpins on my wall. I have dreamt for so long to throw a perfect boomerang but I have also worried that I might break it. I have actually forced myself from living one of my own dreams from my younger days. I am making assumptions in my life that to pursue ones dreams, one has to give up something else. I don't know yet if that is true, as I have never taken that step to disprove myself. It is like the chicken or the egg thing.

The day I pick that boomerang of the wall and throw it across our thick polluted atmosphere will be the day I will really start believing in myself. I hope that day comes sooner than later.