The door’s closed, and the lights are dim, just like how I asked for. The music so fine, ringing in my ears. The chords, and the string solos all make so much sense now. The day has just begun for me, and I am already overwhelmed with the huge list of things I have planned to do today, not because I have to, but simply because I want to. It’s hard to tell if I am really here. In this place where everything feels good, and everything looks colorful and cheerful. The golden grass around my feet shine, to reflect the vividly colored sky. I can see a few glowing butterflies swarming around me. They mistake me for a beautiful flower. Things turn to gold at my wish. I feel like King Maidas. Have I been transformed into a magical soul?
There’s a cool breeze blowing in from the west. It brings along with it the heavy blue clouds and the smells, flavors of food and fine women from afar. The piece of cloth on my body flies in the wind. I am in pure bliss. My feet are well above land. And I feel the cold air even beneath my feet. It’s not love, not hate, just the way things seem now. Fine as a masterpiece He paints. It’s becoming me. And I am a part of this now…
hmmmm. now that ive written a good amount of good shit here, i'm gonna get rid of the anonymity of this blog. so all you curious freaks, it's me here - Ganesh Rao - Nesh for short.
