You know what I'd like to do? Just travel everywhere, share meals with people, maybe walk with them, and ask them and record their insights on how do they cope? Really. How do they do it?
I was in Bombay over the weekend and the weather was scrumptious! Rainy, moist, fresh, clean and the Powai lake lay before us like tear-filled grey eyes. Then something happened at night and I was sad again. How or why does it happen? This sharp swing of moods?
But now, on looking back, even though the night was sad the day had been spent well. I think it was Marquez who'd said, "No one can take away the dances you've already had."
I was in Bombay over the weekend and the weather was scrumptious! Rainy, moist, fresh, clean and the Powai lake lay before us like tear-filled grey eyes. Then something happened at night and I was sad again. How or why does it happen? This sharp swing of moods?
But now, on looking back, even though the night was sad the day had been spent well. I think it was Marquez who'd said, "No one can take away the dances you've already had."
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