I reckon it has been really long since I wrote last. It has been a wild ride ever since and I just couldn’t get my feet at one place to gather some time to write, but here I am, after almost a month.
It wasn’t quite a bit of an advanced science to travel this short and spontaneous excursion to Mulshi Dam. Chaitali had come over to my place; considering that it was weekend, we thought we’d stay up and rant. In any case in the wake of having some irregular jibber chatter we dozed at around 1 A.M.
Following day we got up ahead of schedule and were gazing for a way out to pass this exhausting day when the thought of going by Mulshi rang a bell. A companion of hers had gone by the place before and “Chaits” felt that it was a decent thought for both of us to go there and have a kickass begin for this boring Sunday.
So the errands were finished on the tip of our toes and by 10:30 A.M. we were ready. We packed two veg cheese sandwiches on the way and left for Mulshi.
Mulshi is 75km far from Pune and we had no clue where to head. Adding to the rapture, we didn’t charge our cell phones charged and the battery was emptying at the rate of light.
So when we saw the entire course and began moving, we were pretty sure that we’re going to get lost. We attempted to make sense of the course by asking people and utilizing our alleged impulses.
We additionally had extravagant speakers for us to show off out and about, on which we played mind blowing tracks from Coldplay. (The principal tune that I played was abhi to party shuru hui hain, and it just about felt like we were sitting in or driving a nearby rickshaw)
After a decent lengthy drive on her bike for 2 hours, we arrived at this spot.
We didn’t talk much and we simply sat there taking a gander at the immensity of everything. I am so certain we both required that; some solitary time.
On our route back, a douche began tailing us yet needn’t worry about it, it was a decent run.