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Bye Bye Pluto



Farewell speech for our beloved PLUTO..



My heart pains today as we bid our final goodbye to cute little planet from the far end of our system. It has been a member our elite family of planets for last 76 years. Kids all over the world pictured it as little cool thing moving differently than other of its kind. Long before I could understand gravity and its sucking nature the orbit of pluto fasinated me. It looked to me as a rebel following a different path all together. It seemed to me as an acheiver who marked its presence within big boys and that also going by its own rule. Crossing over others orbits did make it a bit rogue but it was different and visionaries are unique. It didn't had the size but the attitude .
When I first read about it being a life less ice cold planet I was a bit disappointed but slowly could appreciate the amazing journey it makes through our solar system. It travels the most and perhaps have seen more than our giant planets. I got more respectful of it and its patience became a source of inspiration.
Now when textbooks will be rewritten it will no longer be there. Kids a few years later will not remember it and it will be gone. Oh! cruel world you have killed another rebel! But it has been a fighter and perhaps long after this civilization is gone it will come back as a rebel to challenge us again. Till then Bon Voyage!!!!!!

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