If you've ever visited the Pinjore gardens you would've probably seen the twelve feel high wall at the rear end, the passage to which leads through this huge mess of tress. At about ten in the night, that's two hours ago, I was standing on top of that wall and looking to a world beyond. I think I would never have done that but there's this friend of mine whose got all the guts in the world and he pushes me to do stuff I can never imagine myself doing. You get this eerie feeling while doing something crazy, as if every muscle in your body has conspired to make you let go, when your mind tells you to do the right thing and stop, but you've come too far to let go, and you get on with it anyway. And just when you think that you can't, you get this last gust of energy and suddenly, you're there. It's then that you realise what you've just done. And it feels like a battle won, a fear conquered.

But conquering the fear wasn't the end, rather it was just the beginning. After all the wall climbing, we had a quite dinner, and just when I thought that it was time to go back home, I realised the car keys were missing and I'd somehow dropped them at the ghastly place. And when I ran to get 'em back, it was fear as I had never really known it. Not of ghosts or animals, but of a truth staring right at my face. If the keys had fallen on the other side of the wall, there was no way back home. I was stuck and I could do nothing about it. But I'm home now, so that means I found the keys. As they shimmered in the fading moonlight which could just make it's way through the dense trees, I realised i wouldn't have been happier even if I had ended up locating a diamond. Reminds me of a some lyrics from a song called Affirmation 'You don't know what you got until it says goodbye'.  And of all the things in the world, it had to be some stupid car keys. *Sighs*