THE MOUNTAIN TIMELAPSE
Heavy rush , traffic horns , riots and protests haunting me since a long time now. I feel numb and nauseous in this world of self destruction . I hereby close my eyes and dream into my fantasy real life experiences. . . . Oh! I can smell the fresh soil . I can feel the soft warmness of the sun . The birds and valleys are singing a song in a distant. I can see the enormous stretch of mountains and amongst it , the sun slowly opening it's arms and spreading all over the himalayas. I can feel the coldness far away in the snow capped mountains and see the different shades of colours changing from time to time. My eyes are filled with tears of happiness rushing down my cheeks and freezing in the cold. I feel fresh and filled with hope . I feel like flying high above those beautiful mountains and watch the river crafting out it's way through the valleys. The day passes by and it's time for the nigh...