Sunday, July 1, 2007

morning images



In Mumbai even the raindrops have mega dreams. They imagine that they hold a bucket full of water. And they clog everything. Three years in a row Mumbai has been flooded, this year it seems like an usual chore to be done with.



Coffee shops have an unusual shimmer to them. The windows mist up, the humid air forms a layer of dreams on the surface and like tear drops float downwards. Hope rests, in anticipation of a hot cup of what pretends to be coffee.



And sometime later empty plates tell no lies. Crumbs betray.



Week begins with the right attitude. Rains be damned.

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