While trudging up a treacherous path, slipping on muck at many places, I cursed myself for climbing a hill when I could have been sitting at home and sipping Bacardi rum ;)
The desire to get to the summit superseded any other because every look back down convinced me that it would be worth it!
Once at the Top, the only word I could manage was “Woooow “. The silly in me would have shrieked out loud but I was too disoriented by then. There was the blue sky up above and the green grass beneath my feet. I could see the calm water of the sea reaching far up to the misty horizon amidst tall mountains. The sun was playing with the clouds while the cool gentle wind whispered past me. So peaceful that I could lie there for ever..
A perfect moment that no picture and no words can describe…
Somewhere, at a distance, I could hear the muffled voices of the city. I was happy to getaway from the mundane and the crazy.
But, after a while there was not much for me to do. I found myself ready to go back to that hustle-bustle!
The moment still lingers on with me and I will look out for many more like it. But city life beckons me for now!!
