Riding the highway, backseat of the red bike, needle kissing 100, cool sharp winds rushing by my ears…singing at the top of my voice…
E-L-E-V-A-T-I-O-N whooo hooo……
Hues of India rooting from the quaint city of New Delhi, where even the streets talk about everything...
Blurted by S at 9:38 AM
1 comment:
baaki sab to possible ho hi sakta hai par SINGING??? HAHAHA good one!
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