The roar of the wind in my ears reduces the conversation in the car to a mere buzz at the back of my mind...
the breathtaking scene unfolding in front of my eyes has my entire attention in its jaws. I can only stare helplessly as my senses try to grasp the magnificence of the beauty that lies around me, in all its glory...
I am an insignificant speck amidst all this!
the river - muddy from its travel over the mountains and miles of plains - flows gracefully, navigating the bends regally. The tall pine trees seem to show what pride really is. the mountains reach up, piercing into the clouds and rising even above it, making the clouds seem easily reachable....
The fresh air rejuvenates every cell in my body - every cell that has undergone the strenuous cycle of routine over the months...
The clouds gather and open up slowly.... the steady drizzle starts getting progressivley stronger and blows the golden droplets on to my face, in the moving car...
My father, worried about my health. sternly asks me to raise the window glass... the buzz at the back of my mind is back to the foreground and becomes an understandable conversation - a conversation, whose main focus is me.
insignificant speck, indeed.....
