Going Uphill

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.