The Hidden One

I like to ask myself where I shall be brought to if I enter from here.

There was a time I asked myself in the other way: Where should I enter in order to exit from here. As usual, I always ended up asking the wrong guy. The mystery was well kept for a long time, until today I saw a family coming out from this jungle path.

I overheard how much they enjoyed the scenery that was unknown to many people. I was insulted and hurt badly!! How could I be one of the majority. My ego told me to wait and sneak in during the descending trip, after they have gone.

And now, I was inside the jungle again. I expected to reach that place without much walking, if I heard correctly. Looking at the dead wood that lying in front of me, I was found cheated. There was nothing worth to be explored, I saw only trees after trees, a steep slope, and a "now you see, now you don't" kind of little squirrel.

Was I right?

No. I was totally wrong. A few more steps had then disclosed my ignorance. I found a hidden pavilion inside the jungle. Yes. They were right on the scenery that was now solely belonged to me.

How nice is it? Just let me share with you in my next post.

By the way, at the time I came out from the jungle, I was Indiana Jones who was now returning from an adventure; and the main point is, I was rewarded with many peculiar looks from many of the majority.

I was no more one of them.