Bliss Exists

In between the earth and the sky.. On a rusted iron bridge over the dancing waters of the wild Teesta... With hills encircling the horizon.. the sky over me like a blanket with printed white clouds.. The wind doing the tango.. And with that one person who makes life worth while...

I felt Bliss.

and i did it..

Some day , some time in August about four years ago..

A thoroughly city born, bred girl ... left her home..to start on a journey ... a journey to learn ... to create .. to meet ....

She left the city for a place thats connected by just the one road with the world outside... so secluded and closed that even if a world war broke ... it would hardly affect that place's existence ..

A place where mobile's were an endangered species....

A place where the sky was really sky blue... a place where the river changed colours with seasons.. a place where the birds actually sang on trees and not in ventilators.. a place very close to heaven... a place called Sikkim..

She met people who found her weird... people from places she did not even know existed on earth.. she learned..
she got despised without a cause and loved without one... she felt...

and despite the fierce blows of time and circumstances, she kept going...

She grew from a girl to a lady.. from a teenager to an adult... from no one to an Engineer...

The journey started four years ago.. now draws to a close and she starts on another journey yet again... to learn, to grow.. to feel..

and the she happens to be me.