A decade
On our old bike with hubby, on one cool breezy evening in Mysore, we set out. Looking above at the clear skies, I could spot the orion easily. And hundreds of other stars. Cruising the double road, with the wind blowing wild through my hair, tears in my eyes, I thought of what had been.
The same roads, the same bike, the same shops, the same likes and dislikes, the togetherness.
We pass by restaurants we had eaten in, we pass by places we had sat together and chatted for hours together, we pass by places we had lived in, we pass by some old friends’ houses, recollecting all the way...
It’s been a decade. Feels beautiful.
The same roads, the same bike, the same shops, the same likes and dislikes, the togetherness.
We pass by restaurants we had eaten in, we pass by places we had sat together and chatted for hours together, we pass by places we had lived in, we pass by some old friends’ houses, recollecting all the way...
It’s been a decade. Feels beautiful.
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