I keep taking U-turns in life.
If you knew where you wanted to really go, maybe you wouldn’t have to turn back.
Can you make a U-turn on reclaimed land? Would that be re-reclaimed territory then?
On another note, this clean, non-congested road is in Mumbai. And yes, in one of the ‘main’ areas…it isn’t some far-flung newly developed place. Also one of my favourite spots for long, solitary walks.
This is my contribution to the blog-a-thon on Street Harassment organized by Blank Noise Project. Mama says don’t go here, don’t go thereDad tells me to stop ‘attracting attention’ with my clothesMa tells me she doesn’t have a problem if I look good; only that other people will think so…
You know what it’s like to wake up in the morning to a blaring alarm and you wonder what sort of perversion in the human mind permitted the invention of such a torturous experience? Till you remember that you set the alarm. You know what it’s like to bounce out…
Mumbai awoke this morning (for those who did manage to sleep) to reports of commandos being dropped from helicopters onto the critical locations under attack. There was also a mention that the Taj Mahal hotel was secure but that’s something we heard around midnight yesterday too and it turned out…
@ Shreyasi: Believe me, it is! My city is beautiful in places!
@ rax: Yes, perhaps but there is so much to see in life anyway, I’d think it makes sense to pick your pace and go through without having to double back. If you missed something worthwhile, it will re-appear again…forward is the way to go. So I think.
@ ricerer: Isn’t it?
@ Ginger Girl: Tell you when I talk to you 😉 Can you mail me your number?
bandra reclaimation? or apna area?
nice. isnt it strange how some corner of some cities stick in ur mind …
“If you knew where you wanted to really go, maybe you wouldn’t have to turn back.”
But sometimes turning back isn’t so bad. there are times where going back makes you see the things one has missed since they were so busy looking ahead.
This looks to clean and green for Bombay 🙂 although I’d like to believe it is her…