One.

The year was 1991, early June. We wanted to feel alive, what better way than go hang-gliding? He would pick me up at 4.30 AM and we would ride on his bike to the outskirts of the city to this adventure camp where we learnt hang-gliding. Years have passed us by but every time I think of those days, I still get goose pimples – and hang gliding was just one of the things we did.

Fly

Fly;
to touch the clouds
feel the deep blue sky.
Fly;
and find the world beneath
conquered.
Fly;
and discover
the power of wings:
Your Wings!!
Fly;
to tame the wild wind
feel the power
and be one!!