Description: Apolitical and Gaussian warped. Like bubbles, in the sea of matter borne.
Apolitical and Gaussian warped. Like bubbles, in the sea of matter borne.
Cultural curiosities, clandestine treasure trails, and seemingly cool purpose , for what else do we have .
5 years later I wake up old like a slab of cheese, in this cauldron of a Parsi house in Malabar Hills, overlooking a crescent shaped Bombay road, with old colored olden cars. Taupe and daisy, garish yellow and beige. I still call Bombay as Bombay. I am not a colonial nostalgia humanoid, I am not neck deep into Russell peter’s contrarian jest, or Suketu Mehta’s romanticism. Maybe Jeet Thayil and his headlong raves and rants about this tropical paradise of the middle-privileged. I don’t know. It’s just that I