As I got into a bus early morning to reach my favourite darshini for my breakfast, I kept making unrealistic wishes.. how I wish the atmosphere remained the same throughout the day. Deserted flowered streets, empty but clean buses with the chilly breeze making its way through its open windows, bird songs makes it pleasant . The fun is in the bus
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The last compliment about this post was from someone who is a writer AND an editor....
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