Those Winding Roads



Humid days of monsoon

Bring back the days of our honeymoon

Can never forget those winding roads

Where stood hidden the colourful abodes

The himalayan peaks and the pine trees

By the cool mist, on our way to Mussoorie


It was to escape the dripping perspiration

That we had chosen the hilly destination

We rode on the winding roads leisurely

Savouring the beauty of the changing scenery

Getting a feel of approaching heaven

Gathering moments that in the future

We would be happy to reckon


©Dr Archana Tandon

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