One night @ South bombay

Its 3 in the morning and i am sitting right outside Pizza hut with Rahul, sipping tea, sharing some of our innate secrets. Out of the blue i say 'Lets go to Marina Drive' and the next moment we are in search of a petrol pump.

At 100 kmph, with droplets of water in our eyes, a small mistake may mean a lot. But that's what the whole excitment is all about, isn't it !! At fifteen minutes past 4 we are at the Gate way of India, hiding silently in the darkness of night, overshadowed by the glitter of Taj. The next few hours were spent wandering aimlessly covering marine drive, chaupati, haji ali, worly seeface ... By the time i was back to hostel it was around noon and we had already travelled more than a hundred kms ...
These are the times when you feel a sense of freedom, independence .. i cherish such moments of my life.