From my window, Surat
I lived in Surat for about a year before moving back to Ahmedabad last week. My evenings used to be pretty uneventful in the beginning, till I met some really sweet friends but, that too was only in the last few months. Till then almost every evening I used to stare at the moon and watch the clouds pass by. I used to wonder what kind of stories had these clouds picked up on thier way and if the craters on the moon were from enduring a lot that was happening around it. There were several conversations that the moon and I shared on lonely evenings. While I still get to meet mon ami – the moon every evening, for some reason it never seems the same. Probably one thing that I miss the most about the city is this view and my silent time spent capturing the moon.