Repeat Business
Spotted on the back of autorickshaw driver’s seat. Everyone in Mumbai wants repeat business.
Spotted on the back of autorickshaw driver’s seat. Everyone in Mumbai wants repeat business.
I’m drowning in a sea of words, she saysYou don’t want to be rescued, he observesSo she asks if they can write a story together.
To think all those years ago I trained myself to get over the sheer indignity of unfamiliar words. The devil can be too smart for her own good.
Now I see what Kafka meant. (Click to enlarge)
Christmas is complex for me. It’s a journey through painful nostalgia, colonised history, the morality of forgivness & questioning where I really belong.
Mumbai, masquerading as the exception in a country that boasts of daughter-in-law burning, honor killing, female infanticide and as of December, gang-rapes in metros, has been outed.
A short story about people who plan and all their back-up plans.
I found a Rolls Royce – but it was royel. 😀 (not sure if this link will go through) http://www.flickr.com/photos/atulsabnis/8308733203/in/set-72157632337563734
hahah Indian business tactic!!