Fly high

From the childhood days I had a fantasy for kites. I never learned to fly 'em but always used to keep a collection. I remember staring up in the sky. For hours I will be on top most roof of my house (which happened to be in another town then). And momma will know where i am if not found in my room.

Now it is time to find the fantasy again. To fly high. Just go on flying. As high as the sky stretches.

"अगर देखना चाहते हो मेरी उड़ान को,
तो और ऊँचा कर दो अपने आसमान को ।"