This was the day I took a bus from the airport to my hometown on my own for the very first time, right before New Year, 2020. I still don& #39;t know the exact route this bus took but I& #39;m fairly certain we were driving along the Western Ghats.
                        
                        
                        
                        
                                                    
                            
                                                
                    
                    
                                    
                    
                        
                        
                        I had my 2000s tamil, malayalam and hindi music playlist going, and a wonderful breeze in my hair because it had apparently just rained the night before. I was talking to my seat mate, a wonderful lady who turned out to be from my village, a friend of my mum& #39;s. Crazy small world.
                        
                        
                        
                        
                                                
                    
                    
                                    
                    
                        
                        
                        It was quite possibly the best travel memory I have even though I remember very little of it because I was fairly sleep deprived after a night of....well some amount of drinking and just a lot of fun in bombay
                        
                        
                        
                        
                                                
                    
                    
                
                 
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