Here I’m sitting on top of the moving clouds. They – the clouds are like a cushion making me comfortable. The music of Anberlin’s Innocent passes through my ears like sea waves.
When I look down at the earth from here, there is no better scenic beauty other than this. The whistling sound of the wind made the music even soothing. Waving my hands at the clouds moving in the opposite direction, I scooped up the chill snow from them. I felt the chill as I held the snow in my hands.
Again, my attention was turning towards the earth. The blue oceans down there was inviting me for a swimming session. I rose up and in one moment of boldness, I decided to go for it. Taking a deep breath to the bottom of my lungs, I jumped, hoping to hit the blue oceans. The winds were hitting me as hard as they could. My eyes were feeling the force of the moving winds. I was about to hit the waters in a few seconds.
Rushed the blue waters on my head. The rush was so intense that it produced electricity and obviously a tremendous shock.
I opened my eyes to see myself lying in the bed. ‘Where am I?’, I murmured.
‘Get up and go for work idiot. You will wake up only when I pour water on you’, my mom shouted.
Yes, it was the blue waters that hit me. But not the waters from the Blue oceans, instead, the waters from the water tank of my house.
He came running like a drunken crab erasing the footmarks left by wandering people at the beach. The sands took the shape of an island that was destroyed by a man-made tsunami. He was the creator of this act of destruction.
After running hurriedly, he stopped at the seashore as the inviting waves hit his face. He was on his knees in no time. Unbuttoning his shirts, he looked at the feminine sun. The evening sun was too tempting for him for which he couldn’t resist it.
There was an undefinable beauty in the evening sun who was about to close her eyes in minutes. The evening sun seduced him to unbutton his shirts and look at her in awe.
That one moment when you don’t not care about people and time but you want to cut loose. That one moment when you are rubbing your slippery hands in the cold and singing your favorite song. That one moment when you are just being yourself.
It is here that you feel the idea of getting wild and crazy is nearing. Your adrenaline levels are pumping up and you feel the cold weather. You jump around and attempt your own share of dance moves. You throw all the stuffs you find into different directions of the earth.
You open the bottle of water and pour it on your head. You start howling at the dogs. Finally you stop everything suddenly.