//you have thrown the match, and have burnt all the bridges you weren't going to cross them anyways for they led to the crumpled cities of your heart and to the burnt forests of your dreams your love, once a flowing river has dried up, the garden of your hopes that once bloomed in all it's glory has now turned into a barren land thereby telling it's own story you have burnt all the bridges for you are afraid that the ghosts from your past will cross them and will come to you to once again haunt you, scare you and kill you you have burnt all the bridges because you know if they do any of this you will let them.// -gunjanbhatia_
Let's cross that bridge of fear and drive into the world of infinite possibilities
This was a day I never thought I would ever be able to see. Once your childhood friend is transferred to a different state, despite all the promises to meet again, the chances of that meeting are very slim. And both of you know that. Yet, you keep hoping that that day would come. And luckily for us, that day did come. Last year, on one fine evening, I met with my friend whom we hadn't seen for almost 9 years. We barely spent a few hours together before it was time to bid farewell. We don't know when we will meet again. Or even if we will meet again. Nonetheless, it was memorable. And so was this sunset we witnessed that evening on the banks of Hooghly at Princep Ghat. The sun setting against a sky covered in dark clouds with the famed Vidyasagar Setu on the side and lights of twilight playing with the lights of the city created a mesmerising view that my poor phone could never do justice to. Nonetheless, an attempt at capturing the moment.