All our memories are nostalgic Of the road trips in the Tata Zest You driving and I riding shotgun The privilege of being the younger sibling From the first trip to a temple in December 2014 The car has (almost) traveled the country The West Coast to the East Coast Traversing the roads (and desert) of Rajasthan To climbing the mountains, going up to Leh It even crossed a river on a boat! But most of all, I cherish our long drives And singing out loud to the music playing on the radio Or your collection of Damien Rice From Cannon Ball to the Blower's Daughter Now I remember them all. All our weekend trips to the mountains With you driving, I navigating (using Google maps) And our parents sleeping in the backseat. The Mumbai to Goa and back birthday trip With all the amazing waterfalls and scenery I am a less than ideal co-traveler With nothing much to say And sleeping most of the way But I love all those days From getting on the off-beaten tracks Enduring bumpy rides To sailing smoothly On wide-open highways To getting stuck in traffic jams Or fallen rocks on mountain roads From cows acting as roadblocks To buffaloes running directly towards us From chai breaks To stopping just to click a bird pose From being in a rush To having all the time in the world. I miss them all I listen to Damien Rice To reminisce them all.