Out on the roads, like good ol' times....
Cant find a biryani, its all burgers in here.
My favorite past time from years, being out at nights - back home.
Shunning the traffic from the day and listening to the sound of silence, going through the dark lanes with one foggy light at the end of the street. Feeling the warmth of the air filled with the combustions whole day, thoughts whirring through my mind, happiness in my soul even not seen on my face, heart pounding to the silence of my mind.
When do i get back?? - to life!!!
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