Tuesday, 28 August, 2012


…and then it strikes you strange sometimes when you are on facebook and the web feels the same as it did back home and you are listening to an item no. from Ishaqzaade , reading about Arun Gawali’s conviction and typing in Hindi to your friends and you forget for a moment where you are , till the cold creeps in and you look out to see the grass is a different green, the sky a different hue and the air smells different too. You realize it’s 10pm and turn down the volume of the distinctly Indian beats because there is pin drop silence around as people sleep early here and here is 12593.12 km away from home.

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