Remember the days when dad used to tell the tailoring shop to leave extra cloth at the waist of the trouser so when you put on a few kilos you could expand it..
remember the days when footwear shops stocked replacement rubber slings for your Hawaii chappals..
days when waiters always brought three glasses to the table with a finger shoved into each holding them together..
a time when footwear was still not a necessity.. when people would walk on the streets barefoot..
i m living this dream in madurai.. a scary dream.. of a world turned back a decade
a city with the contrast turned on high.. the sky is harsh bright and people dark as night.. old men in robin blue ka white, old women topless
perhaps the only city where travel sites rate restaurants by noise levels.. extremely noisy, very noisy and noisy. silence is not an option here
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U know You can write another shantaram...cause i feel you are living it !!
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