When I came back to the foreign land…
When I came back to the foreign land… I don’t know why, but everything seemed familiar. From far, I could see the ice capped mountains. But as the clouds engulfed me, everything seemed vague. Still, I was twenty minutes behind, to set foot on that foreign land. As memories blew in with a gust of wind, with intensity so strong, that I knew may be somewhere, sometime back I’ve been in this place. This breeze indicated a bigger hidden motive . Rather confused about my destination, my mind questioned itself, where does this road lead to? When suddenly, I was drowned in the pensive of emotions, which somehow brought me closer to myself. There was a left turn, followed by a right and again by a sharp right one. The memories grew closer now. Slowly they started hitting me, when I came back to the foreign land. The local breeze was slowly closing in on me. The moment I set foot on the ground, the land that had been foreign a while ago, seemed a lot more familiar, and ...