The White Globe

I wonder what it would be like to be a part of a white globe. It would be just plain white and serene as the color itself. No boundaries to divide countries, and may be a lot of snow to add to the “whiteness.” No black lines that divide different places, but only colorful cultures that help us know which one’s India and which one’s China. Without lines it will be tough to demarcate one country from the other. But at least then we’ll know the difference between latitudes and longitudes! That might be how we’ll have to locate where we are on the now green-brown-blue ball that we call the globe. With no borders and territories, it would feel great to be a world citizen. This might be a distant dream for a lot of us dreamers. No harm in dreaming though, as we never know, one fine day the dream might come true. The dream has a globe where people hold no grudges, a world where wholesome happiness is the only emotion that exists. People in the white globe would have unpolluted white minds. There would be no war and no winners, no terror and no terrorists, no fights and no fear, but only peace. I would love to be a part of that white globe.