The way the moon looks sweet and at home in the sky. That tiny little jar with a possibility of friendship. A petaled decadence on a coffee table. In the distance, a sea with a dissolving silver day. With everything perfect.Bandra.
Sunday, December 15, 2013
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It was a good enough Monday. I am still tired now - head is heavy and I will sleep off for a few hours in a bit. It is 5:20 a.m. I had some...
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My cousin, who was born sixteen hours before me, got married recently. I am expected to follow her footsteps soon. Thankfully, I have been g...
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I watched ‘Rang de basanti’. That, however, is not the point. Everyone now wants to go to Delhi and cruise around in jeeps at night. And tha...
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This isn't exactly a feminist tirade, but this is written by a woman, and it is written in annoyance. You raise your girls to be sweet...
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Interesting. What place in Bandra is this?
Hi Ranjit, This is Mount Mary, Hill Road, and the jar is in Mocha Mojo- a coffee shop on Hill Road.
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