A sudden push and all I can see now is the blue sky and the fluffy clouds while my feet are no longer on terra firma. There are gentle progressive tapping on my back now, not like pokes but soft pushes that seem to be sending me up. Yes, I am airborne! The clouds seem to get closer gradually but as I let myself to float and enjoy the heavenly sights suddenly the soft forces disappear and I go into a free fall. Wait, there are some strings dropped from the clouds which wound around me and pull me up. All these movements seamlessly transferring me from different moods of the joy of floating, the sadness of solitariness and the excitement of free fall. After I go even higher than the clouds, all forces, gentle and violent, disappear. I am falling, I will soon hit terra firma but just inches off the ground, the invisible and delightful forces reappear for the last time, catch me and put me on my seat! I happened to go for a concert (playing music of Rossini, ...
by TOPFLOORers from NIT Jamshedpur