‘With timid eyes and faint smiles our fondness bloomed like pink tulips…..’ A few weeks after my heated encounter with Mrs. Kapoor, I desperately avoided locking eyes with her. For days, I peeked out from…
Easing experience?
One can think of modernity as an eraser. We first classify nature as a form of friction. And then set about removing that friction. Hills, heat, crowds, waiting, bad roads,…