Every person at some stage of his life has always looked up at the sky and wondered ' how would everything look from up there?' or what would it feel to glide around the clouds , and feel the wind under your arms , the feeling of weightlessness and the a dream to fly .... everyone has ... and so did i ... not at a very young age but at an age where i gathered my senses and kept bumping into people who kept saying "even monkeys could fly" . So i thought lets be one of those crazy monkeys with a dream to be different and a passion to fly.
Back in school days i still remember what a tough time i gave my parents.On weekends i used to run to the local flying club ,toil the entire day in the hot sun just to get one 15 min joyride on a heavy chuck glider.The moment the wheels left earth it was a deep silence ,silence of being disconnected from the rest of the world ,it was peace up there .A feeling of being a cut above ,from where ever issue of the world seemed petty .The moment i got airborne ,it was eternal bliss , it gave me a feeling which has became my weakness since then.Those 15 mins were the most refreshing moments i ever had and every time i visited the skies i was getting into an irresistible addiction .For some it is a game of numbers while for others it is the currency that takes them there , but for me its always been the passion and the thrill that makes me crave for more joy of flight.
to go back up there won't have to wait ;
it won't be long
the gods know it for sure ; thats my place
thats where i belong.
to go back up there won't have to wait ;
it won't be long
the gods know it for sure ; thats my place
thats where i belong.
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