Spicy Tales of My Life

My college is located in one of the most beautiful places i.e. on a hill surrounded by picturesque landscape of a mountain range. I can talk to clouds every day. I have seen this kind of beauty only in movies or in the large posters like the one that is hung in my neighbour’s house. On the very first day I thought, well if this is the view that I am going to saviour for next two years then each day will be as magnificent as the last. But alas!! That was the last day on which my magnificent feeling lasted.

When you see one of those solitary, beautiful places on the earth you feel how wonderful it would be if you get to stay there for the rest of your lives. Well, as long as it’s just a feeling, it may feel nice. Only when you get a chance to realize the feeling, you will realize that places like these are meant to spend a vacation, not a lifetime. We are too used to a civilization to do without it, nor am I able to. But I knew I’ll learn to survive this place in due course of time as long as I get to see the beautiful view of sun rising above the magnificent mountains, every day from my window.

But Alas again!! What use is this beautiful sunrise, if I either lack the mood or time to view it? Every day I wake up from the nightmare of nearing deadlines and unfinished assignments. All I need is 5 seconds time to turn east towards my window but my irate mood denies it. It is not that the beauty does not astonish me anymore, it does. If at all, by sheer chance, I look at those mountains, I feel bad for denying myself the serenity of captivating nature that is only at one turn of my head.