No matter where you are there are a hell lot of surprises to face.
There is no such thing called bad friendship there is only thing "Bad Friends"
The glory of friendship is not the outstretched hand, nor the kindly smile nor the joy of companionship; it is the spiritual inspiration that comes to one when he discovers that someone else believes in him and is willing to trust him. - Ralph Waldo Emerson
After a long day in Thanjavur we boarded bus to visit Pondicherry. We were there on time for the sunrise but it was was pretty late. I hope he had a great night.
It was moderate climate and everything seems to be going pretty cool. Once we landed in Pondi it was so pleasant that we can feel the breeze. From there the first place we want to visit was Rock Beach which is some 2 km away from where we are. We took some local bus which stopped near to the beach yet we can't see it.
We took a small walk from there. Once we reached the beach it was so dark & early in the morning as sun didn't rise up to glow on our faces yet. I was sitting on one of the rocks and feeling the breeze from "Bay Of Bengal".
After sometime our long-waited sun showed with abundant of energy in his eyes. All of a sudden everyone started taking pictures. As following the catalogue of sheeps and of course we don't want to miss the opportunity of taking photographs near the sunrise we took our mobiles, started taking pictures.
My friend who was an average photographer started taking pictures of mine when I was near the seashore. Trust me those were bad that I regret in choosing him for taking my travelling pictures.
Everything was going good and we then went to the next beach after sometime where we met some fellow Telugu guys who are super cool with us and one of them was so chill like me.
He took my number as he also wants go to Chennai the same night, he thought we would go together and marked a land mark where we will meet at 9.00 pm which is the road near rock beach.
As planned, everyone came at the right time and we four started out talking, seeing pictures that we took the early morning. Suddenly the new chill guy told me to stop and said "Hey you are the guy who is taking pictures". I was confused and didn't understood what he was saying actually.
Then he told the story that, the morning when we were taking pictures, on the right side of the beach there is a big way where we can stand and they are watching us keenly as we are struggling taking pictures because of my average photographed friend, he took a snapshot of mine from his side without knowing who I was. But at the end we both met at the same destination.
After sometime we took both the pictures, placed side by side and continued our way to Chennai with full of joy.
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