My love for Italy

Recently I’ve become so much obsessed with Italy that I’ve decided to start saving for it as soon as I start working. I had this dream to visit Europe before my life ends, and with time, I think the urge to visit is only getting stronger.

I am currently learning Italian. It’s wonderful. Do you know what’s the beauty in it? Every single thing has a gender. And I’m always curious and thinking of random things, guessing which gender it would fall in.

I never felt bread could ever be masculine, but it is. And I never thought a tiger could be feminine… a few things simply shock me, and that is the best thing in Italian. It’s fun to know which is which gender… And it’s fun to learn the language, too.

I really hope to visit Venice someday (being the hopeless-cheesy-romantic that I am) and perhaps look for an Italian boyfriend there (just kidding, I’m sure I won’t)… and I wish I could lay my hands on one of those beautiful venetian masks…

I’d like to visit the Colosseum, I’d like to look at the famous sculptures of Michelangelo and the paintings of Leonardo… I’d like a cruise in the Mediterranean sea. And a trip to Sicily would be great, too.

There’s no question about going to Florence, I’m definitely going. The place where interesting this happened in history – it couldn’t be left out at any cost.

I wonder what it would be like to sit in a gondola while the man who rows the boat sings high-pitched Italian songs in the midst of the river and shatter your ears… A girl can dream…

And to make it come true, I have to save… a lot. And I will. Anything for Italy. I just wish I’d really be able to actually carry out my plan. My friend D said that she’d be coming with me, and asked me to inform her whenever I plan to visit Europe, despite whatever situation we’d be in (okay, she didn’t say that)… the point is, she said she’d go with me.

But I’m not completely sure of the future. Who knows? She might even be in the midst of some highly-paid job in the future requiring her every minute? But I know one thing for sure – I will visit Italy even if she doesn’t have the time… although it would be great if she came along.

I don’t know what lays there for me, but it has got me all excited! Italy is one place I know I’ll never regret visiting!

A simple wish

I’ve got another limerick to throw at ya! 😀 Here!

The breathtaking land of Italy, with its capital Rome,

Over the time, had brilliant people call it their “home”

And here I am, dreaming

“If only…” Just a longing…

To visit places like Venice, Florence and whatnot and roam.

A dream come true…

It was the time when the last vestiges of dark decided to flee on seeing the sanguine rays of the sun; it was the time when the streetlamps were still glowing despite the appearance of the sunrays, and the city that resembled a beast at day, was actually asleep.

The air was fresh, and she took a deep breath as her legs pedalled on. She cycled through the transparent mist, like a free bird gliding across the ocean. She was taken to DreamWorld completely, and the surrealism of it all made her eyes wide.

The clean street was lined with streetlamps, providing their dull orange glow to the day, telling her it was all a dream. And this dream of hers was punctuated by reality as now and again, a few lamps went missing from the oh-so-consistent line.

And in those gaps of reality that seeped through, the sun rays painted the place with warmth even as chilly winds of the late night kept blowing at her. Something told her reality could be nothing like this.

As she entered a narrow alley which wasn’t yet blessed by the warm rays of the sun, she hit the brakes and got down. The rows of houses that adorned the street were enveloped in a thin sheet of dust. A few green plants grew everywhere, and she clasped her tiny hands and cast her sight heavenwards.

“Oh, this place cannot just be real,” she said. “It looks as if I’ve entered a world I’d never visited before.”

And then came the voice from heaven: “This is what early morning feels like, my child.”

An alley early in the morning

Exotic Italy! 🙂