Vision Geometry
That evening was full of excitement but anxieties were dripping out of my eyes. No wonder hearts were tearing apart and breath were halted. Those salty drops, running all the way thru my chicks were more then a witness to prove “how hard u can fly with broken heart?” It was my journeys from brightness to darkness with a hope of enlightenment afterwards. I heard, “passengers flying TG 579 ktm-bkk please proceed to the counter “………GOOD BYE MUM my flickering lips has no guts to say anything more. Feeling heavy on my heart just touched her feet but stupid me, dint even look at her face. Afraid and scared I hit my way……………
The very next morning was great for me. different smell, I did hear the rush of kangaroos, fizz of VB (Victoria bitter, Melbourne’s favorite beer), Mate and barbeque of bondi(Famous beach of Sydney) , they just started their companionship with my life trail and I guess mero honnacha (Patan krishana mandir sangai ko bhatti ko sauni) ko piro aloo and sandhaeko cholila,kupoondole ko Paan balaju ko chalpahal ani gantabya heen motorcycle yatra haru... aba feri kakani ra nagarkot .......will not be in my journey ahead.
Far very far as far as I can see, my sights r longing for those greeny hills but there are just silent waves waving me welcome up an down in this never ending pacific ocean. I scratch every page in my maleway(Road map of Melbourne). Desperate, anxious, lost but still looking for my way to naubesae muglling to narayanghat. Day and night, thru every tide round o clock may I sketch my highway to my Katmandu thru Greatocean road .....people says hume(Highway that connects Melbourne to Sydney) will never take you to kakani but I am starting my journey from Sydney harbor to nagarkot .
No surprise n u may gossip……….but this is my vision geometry.
SkChirag
13/09/07
