PROUD MOMENT

The road from my flat is a straight run spanning some 6 kilometers to the inception of hilly cut at right the curvy road under the warm arms of blackness crawls to the troy like black gate at this hour even the champions prefer not to dream of the terrain.amidst the obvious I create the palate to paint my minds surreal journey to the range. Switching your vision to night mode not green but white follow me to the grand entrance. The sun has the luxury to witness glories and the moon is abandoned always similar to a widow.

There is a presence of ethereal ectoplasm which is felt closely by me while navigating the new sleek slender stretched 16:9 ratio lanes evenly distributed, tough all empty at this hour there is only me as the witnessing spectator with only encompassing darkness. No erratic blasts are herd on the contrast the balance is witnessed. the silence negates the loudness sum resultant 0.

Electrification of a single vertical unit (lane) gives enough light to introspect the massive extremities the area had witnessed just few days/hours back when a guy from Hyderabad lived perfection and another from zirakpur/gemrany went into Zen satori, still I who managed 2 b largely unknown has his share of memories @times travelling on foot to the entrance and smtyms lucky enough to b dropped down by a Scorpio. So many years put in and turned some into immortals and some made to camouflage into the herd. The early crisp mornings had seen the European machines rising into air out of nowhere aiming at the end of the vertical y axis unit and frenzied humans fetish being fulfilled. But @ this hour there is only silence for those who were who are and who will b.

I float out into the moonlit sky new structures standing on my right and left and front.Each has eons of stories to tell. This loniless is not trembling but full of awe the nature of soul is to b alone while comig or going back. And esp the ones who choose this discipline recognize this as a larger fact. The secret which unfolds here is to b alone in company, the mind created biases towards the convenient and the intellect selects.

This journey by me hopefully has a new meaning to the age old act.

Called S.H.O.O.T.I.N.G