Undefined

At times, love becomes an undefined feeling that usually makes one happy. I do not much believe in 'love at first sight' because in that case, one can only get to know about the external beauty but cannot explore the internal qualities.

I had been to various hill stations of our motherland since childhood. Starting from Munnar in the south, some places in the west, then, Connor, Ooty. 

Hills have always allured me. The rhythmic voice of the hills, the soothing cold always delights me. 

Whenever, there had been some sought of trip-planning, I had always suggested names of hilly areas.

At the last, when we travelled to Gangtok, my feeling was a bit different. The sight of the majestic river, Teesta and the sonorous sound of the river was of great pleasure. Gangtok," the queen of Sikkim" is a Tibetan Buddhist centre where, I found immense solace. I realised that I was in love not with any human but with hills. I realised, the relation between hills and me had become strong and everlasting. The feeling was somehow different and undefined one. That feeling always persuaded me to open the casement and glare at the hills with the anger of love in my eyes.

The day we departed the place, there were tears in my eyes. I could not prevent myself from crying. The desire to visit hills once again always knocks my heart and I am wild in love with hills.