The Perfect Life for my 6 year-old self

As any other normal child I hated school, and the notion that I needed to study everyday to be successful. I did not enjoy the idea of a stressful life. I was a very god-believing child and always wondered why God decided to put me into this human body? Why couldn't I be a deer in the jungle? My life would have been so amazing, so stress free, just full of joy. And then my mind turned towards the cons of being a deer and realised I could be eaten by a lion any day, and I'd not enjoy constantly living in fear of being eaten.

So now I had to think of another animal that has the best life. I decided I wanted to be a lion. Who eats the top species in a food chain? It is lion who everyone fears. I could now enjoy a few days fantasizing about being a lion and living a peaceful life with no stress or fear. But then I saw lions fighting each other on National geographic channel. And also realised they are captured and kept in zoos for people to enjoy viewing them. And I did not want to lose my freedom at all. And I also came to know about how lion's cubs are always at risk of being eaten by other animals. So now lion was off the list too.

I began my search for another animal. Now I had to chose an animal that is on top of the food chain, isn't captured by humans, and whose progenies are big enough to not be prey to other animals. So I turned towards sea life and picked a Blue Whale, the largets animal on the whole planet, whose progenies must also be large enough to not be preyed upon. I started feeling proud of my amazing choice and started fantasizing about being a Blue Whale, and how I wouldn't have to worry about homeworks and absolutely anything. But to my disappointment I found out Blue Whales are hunted down by us for their organs to produce oil or something like that. And I had to scrap off Blue Whale as well.

Now it was frustrating to think of an animal who had the perfect life. Is everyone on this planet miserable? Is every being just struggling to live? But I still wanted to find an animal with perfect life. I had now discarded uncountable animals after finding out flaws in their life. And then one day it suddenly struck me. I've been watching that animal everyday of my life. It flies over me everyday. It is considered a very ugly animal and that was probably why it never occured to me to think of it's amazing life. It's a Crow. A crow has the perfect life that I wanna live. It is not hunted by any other animal, while other small birds are hunted by eagles and hawks (because of which I never considered being a small bird) and because of their "ugly" look and "ugly" sound they are not considered as a pet or an animal worth watching in zoos, like eagles and hawks are. I even once saw a crow and cat sitting nearby and found out cats are not interested in hunting it either. It's progenies live in a nest in a tall tree so they are very safe. They are not considered a threat by humans and hence are safe near them, unlike jaguars, lions etc. They are also "useless" for us, as they don't provide any benefit to us and hence are not exploited by us, unlike chickens.

It was the perfect animal to live as. It has the perfect life. I finally decided I wanted to be a crow, to be ugly enough to go unnoticed by the cruelty that this planet holds, to be small enough to not be considered a threat, to be big enough to not be preyed upon, to be dumb enough to not create a civilisation and force their kids to complete their homework.

It's a crow's life for me, savvy. *insert Pirates of the Caribbean theme music*

Note :- I acknowledge that the reasoning I used isn't very accurate. The purpose of this blog was not to tell everyone how amazing crows are. The purpose here is to look into the mind of a 6 year-old. The reasoning used here is of my 6 year-old self and is highly flawed.