Sunday, August 22, 2010

This. Is. Utopia. Revisited.

A rainy evening in the narrow, secluded lanes of Yercaud. Forests on one side, and endless plantations on another. Unknown turns. No faces. Not a sound except Soldier Of Fortune playing so softly it seemed like someone was crooning in the distance. Not a street lamp on the road. The light from the car leading the way. The mild adrenaline rush at the prospect of getting lost in the wilderness. Not a word spoken between you and me.

And at that moment, I did not want any more from life. Just you. And me. And no words between us.

P.S. The pic has nothing to do with the post, I know. I just like the pic a lot :P

7 comments:

Prateek Sur said...

the pic is gud neways!!

The Double Inverted Commas said...

Whoa! Your words made me visualise the scene. Beautiful!

Chinkurli said...

Sounds heavenly. I want to go NOW!

piyu said...

:)

Ramya said...

This brings back some wonderful memories of Yercaud. Actually, its funny, but I saw the title and the pic, and without even reading the post, Yercaud sprung to my mind

Preeti said...

That sounds so Wow!

DI said...

Utopia indeed! Love the description! Now, I want a vacation, NOW!