Well,A City like Pune in monsoon could never be a bad option.I realised this when on July 2018,I visited this place. Surrounded by hills and long stretched Pune-Mumbai Expressway passing through this part of the city make it way too thrilling. With my Fidgety feet and sleep-hating eyes, staying under walls with such a lively environment outside can't be the thing. So, it was early July morning when I ran towards those hills to feel the awe. The air there was the concoction for the breezes and nostalgia. It's like a kid running towards his grandfather who has been stretching his arms for his grandson who came back to home after summer holidays. And I sped up as I progresses to the hills! With the crowd there, the voices, the sweat and all the colours brighter than the real world, those hills hold me and and filled my eyes with more excitement as the panoramic view of the city and thousands lives it hides become clearer as I climb closer to the top. It's then I realize that the best view indeed come with the highest climb and that not only the journey, but also the destination gives us happiness. It's like that same kid being thrown into the air by his grandfather and he, knowing that his old man would catch him back when he'll descend, was savoring that small flight with a wide smile on his face and was loving the air passing through his ears, with the music of the world, that was making his heart to dance and his eyes to shine. And this feeling, this feeling was to fuel my sense of awe.And to nourish my appetite for joy. And that feeling took me to a place somewhere between dream and reality.