Far or not so far away

It's been more than six months since I went out of Bangalore....okay that's not entirely true. Well, you can say away from the urban surroundings. Yes, it has been that long. Sometimes it was voluntary or self imposed while sometimes it was circumstantial. Whatever the reason, I have been stuck in the urban village with no respite for quite a long time.

And today suddenly that urge to escape became even stronger. No one present in this city would disagree, that it was a perfect weather to run away to the nearest hill or lake on the outskirts of the city. I wished I could become a backpacker and walk along the river flowing by the side of the muddy road. That feeling stayed throughout the day. And then while returning in the cab, with the window half open, I closed my eyes. It was drizzling now. With music in my ears (literally) I could hear nothing else. Not a sound on the street of Bangalore.
With cool breeze hitting my face, I felt I could be anywhere. I could be in the vast lush green field or on the top of the mountain. I smelt the rain and felt more happy.

Then suddenly, a loud honking sound overpowered the music and shook me up and I opened my eyes. I closed my eyes again, increased the volume of music player, but my efforts were futile. I looked outside. The magic was lost.

The feeling has subsided but is still there waiting and longing to be fulfilled. Stay on, don't disappear or I will remain trapped here. Till the longing is there, there is the will to get it fulfilled. And I know it will.