it is now starting of winter. festivals in Delhi have almost ended but new worries and problems have started .is it really hard to write about anything. anything means there are many things to write about. girls, women, haircuts, outings, old women basking their grey heads under the november sun. vegetable sellers selling different types of vegetables on their four wheeled trolley my neighbour s room always occupied with guys playing cards. our relative struggling with Cancer.my mother busy turning the light green plastic beads.
my friend wanted to see the cricket tournamnet, i was least intrested. he was also keen to see the new release taj mahal.telling me from last 3 months to give treat now wants only one kebab and two chappatis.
life is going on. as it should be. the children are sneaking at night but the dogs are silent,
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