I was on my way to Chiang Rai a province in northermost Thailand when I came up with a notion to compose love letters to places I've been to. To personified a place is Silly as it sounds but exploring a place is like getting to know a probable lover you have to know everything about him.The likes and the dislikes. The need to discover and experience things with him first before you can finally tell your heart he is the one. So sit back and dream with me as I wrote my first love letter to Chiang Rai- The unexpected love affair.
Chiang Mai - The Unexpected Love Affair
"If Iay here, If I just lay here, would you lie with me and just forget the world?" as Snow Patrol's song "chasing car" blares in my head a wave of nostalgia erodes me. Deep down I feel like a hopeless lover who still longs for a long lost love. It's 5:00 in the morning and I'm off to a place I've never heard about, I told myself, it's going to be an adventure, it's something I always wanted to do right?, but Chiang Rai inside I was hesitant to hop on the plane and get to know you. I never anticipated such a "YOU" existed. But I can't help but wonder what you look like? I wonder if you could surmount the dying flame that is crushing my soul.
But....Chiang Rai you outshine my apprehensions the moment I stepped out of the plane. You were there with your arms wide open and I feel like a child captivated by its first Ferris Wheel ride. Your warm embrace envelopes me and I felt a sensation of belonging. I feel at home.
I know ours is erratic with all the differences. But who cares? In my heart, I felt this is where I belong. Remember the first time our eyes met? I feel butterflies in my stomach, I don't know what else to call it, but that tingling sensation must be the feeling of love washing over me.
I recall the first day you took me out to lunch at that beautiful place with a panoramic view to the river. A place that seems to be locked with December breeze, I quiver with the wintriness but the fog and the tranquility made me never want to leave.
Not a day goes by that I don't think of you and I'm beginning to wonder - Will I ever see you again?
