On that hill it feels like you are in control. The wind seems to be moving the big boulder towards you but soon afterwards it has gone back to where it was. "Why are you on this hill ?"
A distant wailing bus appear on a valley far away. It is gone now. Soon it will climb up the hairpins to reach you. "Will it stop ?"
Its cloudy and you hear a temple bell. You walk through the elephant grass to find that its a church in the distant valley. YOU see the cross standing out amidst the black green moss. You smile at yourself. "Why don't you believe ?"
An old lady walks towards you. She has a lantern and big bunch of firewood. The distant city is a galaxy glimerring with shining stars. The lady stops near you and asks ,"where are you going ?" You smile. Its dark she can't see your face so she lifts up the lantern.
You light a cigarette and look at her disappearing light round the curve. The hills have started whispering. "Do you want to listen to them ?"
The bus arrives. You put your backpack inside. The conductor asks, "where are you going ?"
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