Memoirs of a Mumbai train journey

after a very long day… tiredness gazes, into this blur of colours passing by, rocking gently along it’s rhythm. listening, to the sound of the moving engine, sirens and talking people. This gaze into emptiness, flashes random thoughts. For some, sadness and despair, for others, happiness and joy. Weighed by these, the lines on theContinue reading “Memoirs of a Mumbai train journey”

Esmeralda, Invisible Cities, Italo Calvino

Along it went, taking me through its roller coaster path curving and zig-zagging, ears ringing with the roaring heartbeats I reached high above raising my arm, I touched the giant moon I sweeped through the roof dust, watched the drama on the tenth level living room, tried reaching the high oars of the boatmen every turn, everyContinue reading “Esmeralda, Invisible Cities, Italo Calvino”