a passionate journey…

The Royal enfield, You, Me and our knap sacks

Hugging you from behind leaning on your back

journeying accross the barren lands,

in the dark cold nights and those scorching hot days

those thick scary jungles,

those huge tall trees,

those frisky small brooks

a thorn that pricked my foot

and the blood that oozed out

the kiss that you placed on the wound

your strong arms that carried me therafter,

bonfire that lit up passion

treasure trove of joys shared

those lil scuffles we had

endless laughter and those few precious tears….