The past is a drunk ex-husband.
The future is a mysterious, smiling stranger.You gonna ride this one through, baby?
Wasted and torn, you know you still can’t get off.We’re in it for the long haul.
Strap yourself in and let’s go.
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I came to Bangalore over 10 years back. I was falling in love. Not with a person or even a place. I was really, completely, truly committing myself to life. I was 19. I had just weathered a tempestuous adolescence culminating in my dropping out of college. Then I licked…
The Raja family took the flight out today. Uncle has retired so they’re moving to the house they bought in their native city awhile back, in anticipation of just such a time. They leave behind a spacious flat on the top floor of a building at the end of a leafy,…
Final Destination!