After the Party, I Woke up on a Tropical Island

After the party, I’ve found myself on a tropical island Just like how Gulliver was taken to the island, Lilliput. I haven’t either heard or visited that island. A fantasy world with Fathomless valleys, lush green meadows Transparent water bodies, hanging puffy clouds, Glowing stars settled on the glossy mountain peaks Animals roaming with no disparity of wild and domestic Tramcars, boats and buses are not in use No constraints of traffic rules and U-turns Men are carried by white winged birds. No wars, no leaders, no foes and no prophets In no time people can call on their friends. Fruits of all seasons available the way how Dr Faustus enjoyed Meeting strange men the way how Alice met in the wonderland It seems like the heaven of freedom. Perhaps, the fantasy stories hidden in my subconscious mind Might have led me into this tropical island I am fascinated by the wonders of the tropical island. But I want to go back because I’ve missed the invisible emotional bond twined with my motherland. Place : 4