I felt she was heartless when she pricked every layer of my comfort zone from the day of my birth.. My mother.. She used to prick out the smoothy layer of my nest she gave me life.. She made me feel its not my home anymore and provoked me to flew away.. I was not even prepared to fly..Day by day the thrones in the nest which had no smoothy layer anymore started making me bleed... The day I started dreaming about to fly above her make me realize of her real intention.. Fly out of your comfort zone my dear.. Be a better version of me she wispered in my ears.. leaving the home was painfull but now i am above the clouds where you call heaven.. Above everything on earth can fly by its own.. The thorns or pain in life are there to tell us that  there is nothing more for us where we are. The people who genuinely care about us will not encourage us in our slothfulness and fear. Like my mother