The weekend bus ride

Sometimes I remember the days when I used to spend an entire weekend by boarding a long route bus which will take me to an unknown destination. After over an hour of glancing through the window when I get down on the last stop, The wandering begins. Soon I realise how life can be beautiful if you get to admire a never visited place before, seeing never seen souls before, clicking never clicked pictures before. After the soul searching I'm back on the bus-stop.

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