In the still of the night ...

Being home alone, i had to carry operation dinner out and as always my old adda buddies Anirudh and Shyam joined in. After a nice prawn masala and rice we went back to enjoy the still of the night. A stone bench under a rain tree and right behind a bus stop was a perfect spot. Parked Fiero and Bullet had almost disappeared in the darkness as we talked about anirudh's goa trip and about future (read marriage). Shyam as always talked about his only love (read mercedes). I said its a long time since we had a vacation and planned about planning a vacation ;). For an hour we talked abt old stuff the old days. Its beautful talking when there is no one on the road, its silent, all rain tree leaves are sleeping and its just us talking at 1 in the morning.