I know it’s a cliché, but it seems like only yesterday that I came to live in Delhi. I will miss my work colleagues who have been very kind to me. I will miss the historical sites of the capital, that I have come to know so well. I will miss the food. I won’t… Continue reading Going home
A cold shower and a glass of tea. Proper masala chai, with ginger and spices, lots of sugar and boiled to a froth. With a biscuit, if you’re fortunate and the chaiwallah likes the look of you. Outside the Shri Shiv Navgrah Mandir.