A short story

..Yes i can hear the sound of train.....But the problem is that i cann't recognize ...in which direction it is going......East....or West....no....South or North.......no i cann't..........................
Time is going to 6.30pm....i like this time ......i cann't explain how much........why?
Light breeze .......songs from temple.........colourfull sky.........
yes.....some birds there......migratory birds.........they are going back to their nest.....
i also want to fly with them......through my imagination i started to fly.....but in unconscious mind....
with full of consciousness i tried to pull back the string of my mind...but it is not coming......it is going away...far away from my body.......
Now i am far away from my home.....in the sky....now i am able to see full mountains,......top of big big trees............rivers..........humans are appearing as small..small...ant like.........huge buildings are like soap boxes.....now in this condition i started to think about human life........it is not a permanent one.....it is very short......but then also they are quarrelling eachother..........why? for what?? then words of swami vivekananda came to mind....."now you are living in the rented house.....You should give the rent to the owner before you are leaving ...otherwise that is not fare""....am i right??? i think now i can touch the sky....but ohh..it is not possible.....it is still far.......ohh......now i can see some stars in sky.......it is the time to go back.......but it is very nice to go through the sky along with flying birds....................something is coming from that side.....what is that??ohh! God...is it going to rain? big big clouds are coming..........poor stars...birds......i can clearly see all trees started to smile...... ......i started to return.......near to my home....all people are running.....................i want to be there...but a voice.......gadha...gadha.......ohh!why grandma.....i am here only....I murmered..................................