Sailing in the winds of India, on an elephant wearing earphones
of Swiss electronic music, i see a coconut fall to compel me to listen to the nature
of the surrounding with a peacock starting to dance to a drizzle.
There were few reddish berries that looked to glitter to
health and made me think that consuming them would make me belong to the golden
castles of Ancient India.
My sunglasses were calling me when i realized that it was my
mother who was remembering me and deep in the forest, the birds were making a
music for me to forget the past and enjoy the present.
Taking it to be my
mothers words, i was on my way exploring with bursts of excitement to write to
explain to my mother back home. Keeping in mind that i would be reaching back safe
to meet my loved ones, i was at the peacock, the national bird of India to
embrace the shining beauty of the bird.
