Been a while that I wrote something, but to just work it up, here's a small story.
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I was deep asleep on a bumpy ride in the middle of nowhere. Everytime I opened my eyes when my head bumped into the window of the KSRTC bus. I would open my eyes, wouldn't even put on my glasses ( my power is way too much to see anything without them). I'd just look into it, as if trying to solve a puzzle.
Sometimes, I'd sleep with my glasses on and would be able to catch a glimpse of the surreal beauty that I passed through.
Those moments, you know, those are the moments that make me feel extremely lucky. Lucky enough to be able to do this. To wake up in a better place than the previous one everytime. To be able to solve puzzles, fight to be able to solve them rather than taking an easy path.
I crossed, beautiful lakes, forests and dreamlike places that I don't even know what exactly were. They were just like a dream in the eyes of a kid, beautiful yet indescribable.
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