"Mother-Natures" Prescription For Peace

By Samson babu.
 A story of a psychiatrist unfolds; a tale where a psychiatrist is troubled by the inflating number of patients at his Psychiatric facility. As he wonders deeply in his office chair buried in a cloud of thought trying to make sense of the sudden rise in admittance, a thought ensues. 
The world perceived to be a “laboratory world” with the medics, the doctor decides to expedite on an experiment. He carefully observes the patients for a while, after which he sat down buried deep in his thoughts. 
           Elsewhere, the patients preoccupied in their own unique way, some making a burst at their own echoes with others  totally unconcerned of the moment. The doctor makes a return with a six inch sketch of a door drawn on a piece of manilla paper with a lock located in the middle.
          Upon finishing placing the sketch on the wall.The doctor calls into the crowds’ attention asking for those willing to return to their homes to do so via the "door". As expected it’s all shambles and riffraff as the crowd grumble to make way into the “sketched door”. However, not all of the patients seem to contest for the door. One patient,  amid all the pulling and shoving is seated  unconcerned with the quest pursued by his mates. 
             Even with the doctors advancement the patient seemed not to bend and maintained his position: subtle and confined to his own mental world. When asked why, the patient stared at the doctors direction as if to indicate a possibility of the doctors experiment having been effective.His response.......... “I have the key to that door, those fools can't open it” he said. 
A lot in this world borrows from this tale; it is apparent that no doctor can cure violence but only the bruises attained from it. The power of both our diversity and adversity lay important at attaining this worthy course of bringing an end to violence. 
           The many times we point to the Middle East with mountains of accusations purporting to terror, the more we get it wrong on the discourse of curbing terrorism. Let it lay on our mindset that we all stand accused of violence by letting ethnicity, color, gender, physique ,economic power define us. 
              At the Pinnacle of peace there is mutual and individual respect that rests at the crest of its attainment. The way forward is to stand under one entity as brothers and sisters of Mother Nature and let not things of aesthetic value divide us.