The Kite

“You have to fly high” 

 
The boy repeated...

He rescued a kite from the near-by electric pole which; a while ago, was struggling for its existence. He applied some glue at requisite places of the coiled kite. The also added a signature golden colored paper tail to that kite. 

It was all set to fly. However the wind was not favorable; yet the boy was quite poised about the kite.

Wow! Finally some cool breeze arrived. The boy was overwhelmed. At last his efforts were going to be paid off. Now the kite shot up like a rocket and gradually the boy loosened the string to let the kite go higher and higher in the sky. The kite seemed to please its master’s wish and within no time it was flying amid a flock of birds. 

One bird started mocking at the kite…

Bird: Hey…what do you think of yourself you moron? I remember that sometime back you had been   shattered by a friend of mine and you again dare to fly amongst us!!!

 
Kite: Brother. I can also fly. You see, I too got a tail like you. If my master wishes, even I can go higher than you. Yet I don’t complain. Yet if unintentionally I have committed any mistake, please forgive me.

 
The bird laughed and said: “brother!...huh…You idiot, how dare you to compare yourself with us… unlike you, we don’t depend on the mood of the wind…we have a pair of wings, we have life and over all we are not attached with a string, and it’s a free world for us. See your master is pulling your string. Get lost from my way” 

 
The kite was going down. 
Out of the blue it wanted to fly higher. 
But it had forgotten that the remote control was in the boy’s hand…the strings. 

The kite fought hard, after some struggle it managed to get detached from the string. 
It went up and up; never looked back. 

P.S. : I wish if I were that kite...