"If I were a falcon, I would be free in the sky, breathing softly. I wouldn't be taught about the limits, but about the heights. I would touch the sky and the stellar tapestry. I would be the one who looks at Luna, being lunatic all night. I would be euphoric when the air touches my face, and I would pull out all the stress. I would be unaware of boundaries and borders. I would visit my favorite person's grave, whose departure tore my heart into pieces. Maybe it's a myth that people go to the sky after death, becoming angels. I would cross the seven skies in search of that angel. If I were a falcon, I would touch the Nanga Parbat and Rakaposhi. Sometimes I think how mesmerizing it would be if I were a falcon; I would be free."