Presently, pissed off at the base wannabe's who humiliate the beautiful art of poetry...why does everyone aspire to be a poet these days????? At this rate, the world will soon be Eliot's 'Wasteland'!! Grow up!! :-X
Had a super-duper morning today...light drizzle, long walk with myself from Maidan to Park Street, across my favourite part of the city, basking in Mitwaa rendition :) the gaiety, the sense of freedom, the heightened pleasure can't be described in words!! I love my city in winters :)
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