One of my favorite songs "there she goes…there she goes again"
Its 4:40 in the morning, haven’t slept, plan to be in Pune by 12 Noon & a interrogating thought comes, what if it was all perfect..the context here is the road, the bus service and comfort? Perhaps we are primitive to think what would be the next stop then.
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