We didn’t speak at our first meeting. He wore orange trousers & skulked in a corner. I was the life of the party in pinstripes. Irony clinked glasses all around. I discovered he had a blog & I visited from my anonymous account. It was much better than the one…
The image is a depiction of the Mumbai skyline done in makeup. The text is a story about Mumbai’s goddess.
How do you recognise happy?
I’ve been taking tentative steps towards normal life (or whatever that looks like) in 2021. Is this a rebirth?
I love cities. I’m a city dweller and I have a powerful connection to every city I have been in.
Mumbai people often forget that in addition to the financial capital and Bollywood, we also live on a tropical island.
What about the Mumbai class divide?
My divided love affair between the cities of Bangalore and Mumbai
‘Romance’ originally implied something extravagant & usually of a fantastical (so unrealistic) nature.
We assume mountain lovers are all about the zen. But sea lovers know that the zen is also in the changing tides and the still sand. Children of the water remember that happiness is not the same as cheer or even calm at all times. And that life is about…