A few years back, I received a gift from someone special- a small
notebook made of recycled paper. As I flipped through the coarse fresh blank
pages I wondered how I will fill those. Perhaps some poems, naaah – short
stories, make a scrap book were some of the ideas that came to mind.
It was a time when I was starting a fresh in life – a second innings of sorts, a slightly unsure yet resolute solo journey. Come 2015, a crispy sunny winter morning in Mumbai, over a cup of ginger tea, I started doodling in it and via Durban and Dubai, this is where I’ve come so far....adding colours will be for another time for now.
Do leave your footprints and suggestions for improvement, thanks!























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