The shards of rocks fall and blast everywhere
But it’s much more terrifying when you are underneath them
Driving on a rather menacing mountain road
Trust me, you will be anything but bored
A shard falling on your head any minute
It’s not fun to have a rock ricochet
I hold my breath but it doesn’t help
So I just gaze at the beauty, welp!
The Ganga river flexes and it’s currents suddenly increase
As if showing when the rock topples that’s where my life may cease
Eventually, I make it to the hotel safely for god’s sake
I am certainly not planning to be a dust gathered object’s bait!