And finally, GOMTI!
A click on a distant December's misty morning sans Sun.
This view is from a point, where I have spent countless dawns and late evenings.
This is a view of the famed old bridge - Laal Pul, Monkey Bridge, Hardinge Bridge of Lucknow.
This view will never be the same again, for the past is a long lost place. Also, because now, there stands another bridge between the place where we sat and the old bridge.
Was it necessary to make the new bridge and to cut me off the old bridge?
Well, that is why I live in the past - because all my life is there!
P.S. - Happy Birthday Ol' Bud!
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