Some Nights.

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.