This morning when I reached the track it was pitch dark. Thankfully, it isn’t cold yet but there seem to be enough jackets out all around. Perhaps it’s the feeling of autumn in the air.
I always say though that Delhi seems to go very quick from summer to cold weather. Before we know it, it will be winter.
It was a steady run in lane nine with Nikhil weaving in and out. The other kids – Monu, Jeet, Ashwini – were flying in lane one. I was back in my comfort place. My home. This track.
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