Senseless scribbles

Priceless

My kind of dream ride wouldn't be an expensive one. 

No, I ain't the type of guy going vroom vroom in a sports bike. 

I'd like to wander around the streets of Madras in an auto-rickshaw with my girl, 

informing the driver to take the longest route possible. 

When I'll indeed enjoy the city traffic instead of cursing. 

Having her by my side, pretending to enjoy the view but stealing glances at her.

 When I won't get annoyed by the songs played in the FM 

and feel like the songs were indeed written and composed for me 

to enjoy that particular ride with her. 

At times dreaming less is good. 

My dreams cannot be degraded by fixing a price for it. 

And money alone can't buy it. This is what I call priceless.

-Lohithaksha