Mysore palace, a historical place and the royal residence of the Mysore wadiyar dynasty.It is in the middle of Mysore although it is a wonderful palace walking in it made me and my friends so bored and hungry. There were no senior staffs or the teachers to look after us,so we lazily moved out of the crowd full of tourists and went for a drink and some snacks outside.
As I was walking someone gently pushed me from the back- those idiots ,starting to annoy me I guessed. But I looked back and gulped. It was her in a black shirt with yellow stripes and dark jeans. Her hair still shining as always flickering in the wind, most of the time. The wind made it uncomfortable to her ,disturbing her forehead and her pretty eyes so she had to play her fingers...