Cut the Rope by Seldom Bonket

The night fell heavy in the heights of the mountains & the man could not see anything. The moon & the stars were covered by the clouds. 

All was black. Zero visibility. Only a few feet away from the top of the mountain as he was climbing,  he slipped & fell into the air, falling at great speed. He could only see black spots as he went down & the terrible sensation of being sucked by gravity.

He kept falling. And in the moments of great fear, it came to his mind all the good & bad episodes of his life. He was thinking now about how close death was getting, when all of a sudden he felt the rope tied to his waist pull him very hard. His body was hanging in the air.

Only the rope was holding him & in that moment of stillness he had no other choice than to scream:

“Help me!”.

Then he heard a voice from the Heavens. " Cut the rope"

" What? "

" Cut the rope"

There was a moment of silence & the man decided to hold onto the rope with all his strength. The rescue team tells that the next day a climber was found dead & frozen. 

His body hanging from a rope. His hands holding tight to it. Only one foot away from the ground.

The story may not be true but holds a great lesson. 

How different are we to that man? 

Do we put our confidence in some "rope" & hang on to it as if our living & dying depended on it? 

How attached are we to our efforts, to our belief that things will only happen due to our hard work & that we make the world go round?

Isn't it time we cut the rope & let go?

Abegi cut da gaddam rope, breath and live