6 August 2011

The house is stinking of some phoren perfume, maa is busy cooking dishes like sindhi curry and kababs, and kheer instead of the usual dal chawal, I have been thrown out of my room, the remote has been snatched out of my hand, clothes are lying strewn on my bed and you can hear some strange accented voices …
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6 June 2011

Mumbai, the city of dreams…where life is at its fastest pace and everybody seems breathlessly running to achieve what he always dreams before going to sleep everyday… And the lifeline to their dreams is “THE RUSTY MUMBAI LOCALS”…. The Local Trains which carries lakhs of people everyday (sometimes feel like the lacs pack in the same train..)… …
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