As I rode a long distance today, distance never seemed long with the company of good friend. Thinking about it, I was flashed with lots of memories.
I miss those conversations. I miss those rides. Recalling the conversations, I’m up for rides at least to have a good time and heartful conversation.
Be it Madhu or Vikas, I remember riding with them a lot, leaving Uday as he stayed at other corner of the city.
We were never in a hurry, when i’m riding. We used to talk. We used to discuss. We used to have good time.
Harsh and straight comments were given about plays. There was a sound of concern and care in our conversations.
Of all, on this rainy day, with a tinge of heartful conversation with a good friend of mine made me recall all these beautiful memories.