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I have moved to Hiranandani, Powai, this Sunday. So far, it’s been only one day, and it’s been supremely good.

A quick list of why my bed, by books, my view from the window feels like a groovy kind of love:

I share a beautiful little house with two other people. There are two comfy, slouchy cane chairs hanging in the living room; there’s also a nice black leather couch on an endless, endless marble floor


A roomy kitchen, two fridges, and a really charming area outside the kitchen to have dinners and breakfasts and afternoon tea in


A reasonably big bath


Twin-beds in the room with a sweet little ledge to sit and read on


A terrace


A garden that offers that the most heavenly bouquet of redolent fragrances at night; that and pretty sights of the moon and clouds…all those traces that went into the writing of ‘She walks in beauty’


A marvellous walk in and around the fountains and garden spotted roads of Hiranandani


A quick distance from the place I worked in earlier – the place that filled my life with such innocent, excellent joy for three whole, nectared years


The most poetic detail of all borrows one of Kazuo Ishigoro’s title - ‘A pale view of the mountains’…from everywhere you look

It’s a beautiful dream…this place.

Comments

Wonderful...your own personal paradise, like an island in the concrete mesh of the industrial city. Enjoy!
Unknown said…
ah! how my heart aches. i miss powai .. :)
Unknown said…
when/if you go and sit on one of those benches in front of crossword, tell me how you feel thinking that a few years back J and Cy used to spend entire evenings sitting there, watching people pass by, running up and down the path with groceries bags from haiku or d-mart. :)
Mukta Raut said…
devil - thanks..i intend to.. :-)

Non - I will. :-D
Ajeya said…
Congratulations! Sounds like a dream too! :) Nothing like going home to a good view.
Mukta Raut said…
hi ajeya

yep...true...
anumita said…
Wow! Heavenly! When can I come visit? Can I come and crash out sometimes?
Mukta Raut said…
Hi Anumita,

Sure you can come and visit. We don't have an arrangement for another bed, but thats okay. I could sleep on the couch. You may not find my bed comfortable though.

Come some time after work. Whenever, re...u're always welcome!
I scribble here said…
wow that sounds awesome... the fragrance at night must be wonderful, congratulations on ur dream house :)
White Magpie said…
?? why? I thought ye are well ensconced in Delhi..From Pune to Delhi to Powai..wullah...welcome..no place like mumbai ;)
Mukta Raut said…
Hi scribble,

thanks...

Hi white magpie,

A lot's happened since the last time you visited... :-)

you too...welcome back here!
Amit said…
You do realize that's like 2 mins away from IIT. You are treating me now. No escape! Muahahahahaha! :D
White Magpie said…
shucks I have been too wayword...Forgot the blog way...Permanent move here?
White Magpie said…
i just remembered. Didnt ye get marroed?

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