Speeding up my Alto on the University Road, I was driving up to my best friend's home. It was just another day, when the weather started shifting gears. It got a bit cloudy, but nothing spectacular, but of course it didn't need to be. What mattered was that I was going to meet my best friend. I drove to his home and reached in ten minutes. He came out, we hugged each other. Just another beautiful meeting. We decided not to sit at home at once and to drive to another good friend of ours who unfortunately wasn't available. Halfway to that other friend's home, he told us he was out of city so we couldn't go to him. We decided not to go home, just drive and drive to the outskirts of the city. It wasn't peaceful for the usual naked eye, at all. It was all dusty, and awfully busy, the road. There was nothing peaceful as of yet but what was about to follow was kind of spectacular. I was driving and he was sitting aside. We both were having drinks. It was like a dream
A beautiful journey.