When Mumbai Awakens Again

I’ve been tentatively getting out. December was for cautious celebrations of a dinner here, a lunch there, a bookshop browsing. It has felt scary to hope, guilty to celebrate after the pain of the last two years. January’s third wave was yet another cautionary tale. But also a lesson that we have to re-negotiate our way into the new normal,

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The Spirit Writes BackĀ 

The Spirit Writes Back Each day I show you my love in how I surviveYet you treat my existence like a blank checkMilking this cash cow for all your gloriesDidn’t you realise that I make businessof sentiment, spirit and stories? It wasn’t a check, my love, it was a loanMy heart beats in currency, concrete & stoneThere’s a reason there’s

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