just got deceived

This is pompeii, one of the oldest towns, supposed to be oldest roman city. I see remnants of a township: a broken amphitheatre, pieces of walls some half, some less than that. Completely deserted, but each stone is telling a story. Story of a prostitute, story of a common man, its like I have gone centuries back and I hear music: pink floyd playing echoes. The music is maddening and the surroundings are making the things worse, each guitar streak is like a dose of marijuana. I am taking pictures, the camera of which I was proud of seems to be so inefficient to capture what my eyes are perceiving. We are roaming in the streets and I see a active volcano with fumes coming out. I might be facing death but in the process am feeling alive again after few months. This feeling is invigorating. My friend calls and says we gotta move, as always time is less but they say life is long, I dont know how. We go back, we have to reach rome.

Its rome, it has the colloseum, it has museums, it has church, it has everything, I dont know why dont lucky people goto rome instead of heaven, its way too charming. With beer glasses on, I am having fun with strange and pretty italian girls. I was not so cool, well this rome, anything is possible, geeks becoming flying guys.
I wake up next to her, she has the most pretty smile, I wish to get dissolved in her. It is the highest feeling and it is at the highest place.

And the professor says: "Now we take a small break". I realise I am still in the classroom but I feel as if I have just come back, may be a part of me is still there. Is it possible that two people are present at two different places? i dont know but its definitely not a dream because I still feel inside it. May be my subconscious has flown that place leaving the rest of me here. Italy trip cannot get cheaper than this, i suppose !!

Sometimes you are so excited about anything that even before that happens, you can see it happening pretty close to reality.