I was tired. It was 4 in the morning. My eyes were shut but
I wanted to open them. I was successful. It was a dream. I was with them. We
were at a place we once inhabited. It was nostalgic. Nostalgia is always good.
But now I was hungry.
I had my early breakfast. I started on a trekking trail. All
by myself. This place wasn’t exactly what it was when I last visited. It has
been modernized. I noticed a stack of rocks with speeds of oncoming vehicles projected
on them. I had to go to the other side. There was a void in between. I went
downhill then started walking towards the other hill. I noticed people walking
on tight ropes, the bystanders were pouring water on them as they started. I
wanted to try that. But I had a backpack with stuff. It was waterproof but I couldn’t
risk it.
Finally I reached to the top of otherside. There were
temples and chants. I wasn’t interested. I took a peek at one of the structures
from above. The thing being worshipped inside was a stone I stepped on while
trekking. I was disinterested. I wanted to find a place to lay down. I rested
my self beside a young kid with his mom.
I engaged the kid in a conversation. I asked him if he new Hindi
he told he was from Arab. I asked him what he wanted to become. He wanted to be
on a Lunar Mission. I next asked the purpose of his trip. He told me he liked heights.
I countered that he could have experienced height from Bujh Khalifa. He
answered that he was actually practicing for a high propulsion flight
simulation. I was holding the kids between my arms while getting to know him.
But now I wanted to get going with my journey. I was late. I should be moving
upwards from there. Mahesh has spoken about how exciting the view was from that
place. He had also added that there would be no network there.
