A picture worth clicking, an anecdote worth sharing! 👋
The second story hurt me more. I remember being in Delhi Metro. It was the 1st of Jan. I was wearing a turtle neck sweater. I had to change from Janakpuri West to Magenta line. I had my muse in my hand. I read a couple of pages. That’s all I could manage apart from checking out girls. There does not exist a better place than the metro for such a holy ritual, is there? But that day there weren’t many.
