Since I was a kid,
the only thing that amused me on roadtrips was a truck, or specifically the pakistani truck.
It has always seemed so elegant to my eyes. I ponder how does the driver feel like sitting in that decorated cabin. There's this chrome door he could open and close, there are these colorful nightingale paintings and silklaces above his head and then, there's this royal crown on top.
I wish I could paint all my stuff in the very same colors as those used in painting the hills, rivers and falcons on the majestic body.
and I also wish to fit in the driving seat for once in my life. I truly wish. The experience will be phenomenal. I will be sitting among all those bright things. Things that capture my mind every time the pressure horn is pressed alerting my senses that your love's making his presence on road and I move my head out of the window in curiosity.
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