He was returning home after another hectic day at office. He got into his swank convertible and pushed the accelerator. The traffic was getting onto his nerves. The vehicles were crowding the road. There were people everywhere. He felt like a small insect in between the maze of sky scrappers. His head was all fucked up. He wanted to curse, but was too shattered inside to even do that. He had to go clubbing with his friends that night. He switched on his car stereo….
His hair was flowing in the air. The car was open now and the wind was refreshing. Armin Van played on his music player. He was driving smoothly along the sea. He saw the sea, the trees and he smelled the salt. His head was now clear. Air hitting his head, music in his ears, sea smell in nose and hands on the wheel… And he closed his eyes…
His car was flying in the sky. He was driving through clouds. Armin still streamed through his speakers. The wings had just appeared on side of his car. This was awesome. He felt cold. He felt nice. The city under him looked like tiny dots, tiny insects. And he closed his eyes….
He could see green laser lights moving around everywhere. He could see flashing lights. He could hear the same music. He moved up and saw he was in a rave. Good Old Armin was at his console spinning the music. People were moving in the trance, and were in trance. He joined them. This was heaven. Music was dictating his every body move. And he closed his eyes…
He was sitting in a dark room. It seemed wooden. He went outside the door. It was a small wooden cottage with a bulb on top. He saw outside. He saw mountains. Peaks everywhere, shining in the moon light. He himself was on a peak looking at the others. He had always looked at mountains since childhood and seen a light or two in some far away mountain. He always wondered who lived there all alone. Now he realized, he was at one of those places. He felt nice. And he closed his eyes….
He felt something in his mouth. It was a tongue. He found himself lip locked with some woman. He pushed his tongue inside her mouth. Both the tongues felt and licked each other. She started moving her lips on his neck. She gave her licks and bites. He felt good. He felt heavenly. And he closed his eyes….
He could hear some roaring sound. “ And that point, it is very important and you press the button. Go on and have fun.” Then he was pushed. Holy fuckin shit! He was sky diving. He was falling. He felt free. He felt good. He started enjoying this. Then he felt as he was about to touch the ground. He pushed the button. Nothing. Again. Nothing. What the hell, He thought. And he closed his eyes….
He heard laughter. He heard voices. Familiar voices. He heard music. Trance Music. Armin Van. People Dancing. Smoke all around. Lights… People sitting along with him on couches. Yes! He knew them.
“Welcome back dude!”
“How was the trip?”
Trip? He thought…..