"That" Place...
Yesterday, after a long time, my mind drifted to "that" place.
Down that pothole strewn highway, down that approach, though that gate, down that winding road, down that lawn and through those lobbies. I could still hear their voices, their excited screams, their taunts. See their faces. Them playing all sorts of games - from one touch football to lobby cricket to lagori to the ones on the PC.
I miss that place. Will always do.
Down that pothole strewn highway, down that approach, though that gate, down that winding road, down that lawn and through those lobbies. I could still hear their voices, their excited screams, their taunts. See their faces. Them playing all sorts of games - from one touch football to lobby cricket to lagori to the ones on the PC.
I miss that place. Will always do.
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