Some nights...
I wish I could teleport.
Some nights...
I wish I could escape.
Some nights...
I wish there were no borders in the world.
Some nights, I wish I was
lost in India, I would search the streets all day just to find their famous recipes.
I will do whatever it takes just to explore the land in search for their top
spices. I would also love to cross the
Indian Ocean to reach the paradise of Maldives. The white sand and the crystal
clear water will help me feel the serenity of the island.
Some nights, I fancy a trip
to France. The idea of walking around the Piazzas, just to watch the world go
by. Explore the city of Paris and have my selfie taken at the back of the
Eiffel tower. Isn’t cute that you’re almost speaking in cursive just trying to
speak their language. C’est la vie!
Some nights, I love to wake up
in Dubai. Boost my adrenaline rush so badly and try sky diving at the tallest
skyscraper in the world. I’d enjoy screaming my lungs out and the view of the
magnificent cityscape above feet high.
Some nights, I wish I was in
Amsterdam to get high. No, actually it’s not what you think. I am not talking
about their special ‘delicacies’. But, to test my tolerance level in alcoholic
drinks. They got the best draft beers ever, said the man who can’t be moved. Amsterdamnnn!
How I wish I could own a keg and fill it with the best beer ever.
Some nights, I wish I could
go back in time to check out ‘The Boot’. Pizza, pasta, gelato and wine are
great combinations and nothing beats the authentic Italian dish. Your dolce vita (sweet life) will start here.
Some nights, I wish I was in
the United States, ‘Counting Stars’ and ‘Burning Bridges’. I would stop and stare at the concert of One
Republic and have my shirt signed by Ryan Tedder. Some nights, I wish I was in
Dublin, ‘singin’ our hearts out, standin’ on chairs, spendin’ our time like we
were millionaires’. I’m pretty sure you know what I mean. Some nights, I wish I
was in Prague, Venice, Australia, Istanbul and many other places.
Some nights, I want to pack
my bag and just leave and just scratch one off my list. But, most nights, I’m
just here. In my bed. So, help me God.