May diary...Life....lost, found and treasured
It was all planned...all set.....May end ...15 days at home with ma. But life is destined to be unpredictable. Its calm , it is equally stormy, it is hope of mornings, it is sadness of sunsets, it is adventurous, it is very rocky, it is the soft whisper of winds, it is the chirping of birds... 6th of May, am in Delhi among the same old chitchats gossips and fun in the world of tv, news, politics etc etc. and there you go 2 days am in land of glamour and limelight the age old city Bombay...as I still call it. Mumbai is still too political for me. Bombay as dad had always described after his yearly trips. And now whenever am in that city I compare my observations with his. This year when dad is not there to share our experiences, am not missing even a panwala at the corner to observe his attitude. Fiats are going extinct...once the identity of town....still the culture is same the way the taxiwalas maintain the cabs is just commendable. the meters in autos and taxis. The ...