Above the Noise

Some days I find myself wishing I could rise above everything not to escape life forever, but just long enough to see it from a different perspective. From high above, the worries that consume me seem smaller, like tiny shapes scattered across the Earth. It reminds me that every difficult chapter is only one small part of a much larger story.

My mind drifts between dreams and memories, wandering through forests, oceans, clouds, and endless skies. In those moments, reality feels softer. I imagine sailboats becoming stars, mountains touching the heavens, and distant sunsets hiding quiet places where time stands still. It's comforting to believe that somewhere beyond the noise, peace is waiting.

Maybe that's why I've always looked up. The sky never asks who I am or where I'm going it simply reminds me that there's always another horizon. Until I find the one I'm searching for, I'll keep dreaming, keep looking upward, and keep believing that the world becomes a little brighter when viewed with hope.

Thanks for Reading 

Prateek Gupta 

6:35 AM

Delhi, India