I remember that journey from Dadar to Sion
Sometimes getting drenched in the raindrops
Sometimes wearing a sweater in the cold
Sometimes getting sweltering in the hot sun
Sometimes,
waiting for someone
Sometimes bunking a lecture
And sitting in the park
If there was a mobile in those days
I would have found her address
As soon as I get down near the house
I come back to the present.
Oh, what a pleasant journey it was...
Originally Written by
Dashrath Chaudhari
Date - 23 March 2025
Day - Sunday
Place - Dadar -Mumbai
Time - 21:55 Night