High Hopes

Had a relaxing ride down to Thoubal district with Bapin. It's good to feel the fresh country air once again brushing pass our faces and hairs reminiscent of those good old days when we were young and our hairs long and the wind deflected from the windscreen of our motorcycles formed an air current around our hairs and swept the long frontal locks flapping and brushing our faces and the never ending tarmac just devoured under the wheels as we rode on!! Absolute bliss.

This was taken on the Thoubal River. Seems no fish today for these hard working folks.