Bag packed but not travelled

The desire to travel, to explore the already explored territories, to climb frontiers closer to the skies, to go places to find peace, to go away from the bustle of the city, to be amidst nature is what we as travellers have a longing for. But what if a droid wants to travel. The droid, an image of an ultra modern being(not living) comes to mind. You are wrong my friend. The droid is a machine of the past, passed and decayed through time. Full of rust and not of thoughts.

There were moments when this being could travel miles and miles, it looked forward and moved with past in the mind. But now the droid feels defeated, defeated of its once great functioning chassis. The hard endo-skeleton machine feels like a piece of rusted old cathode ray television set-once loved, now even hated by self. Why not this droid upgrade itself ? why not adapt and justify the statement-”survival of the fittest” ? Lose your original self oh! droid. Become something new, transform into a being who can fly, be the phoenix.

The bag is packed for this droid, but he cannot carry it. For his back hurts, his foot hurts. He thinks only if bodies were made to order and fixed on order. And now he just sits and imagines, his mind is going places but he himself nowhere.