Mumbai’s winter has finally left us and I put away the light sweater that was lolling around on the rocking chair these past few days. Our Winter is not cold enough to really wear a sweater, but often the slight chill in the air becomes uncomfortable when the wind is blowing so one really has no option but to keep a light cardigan handy.However, when I need to put the fan on two nights in a row, I know it’s time to keep the sweaters away.
So once again it was clean up time with washing light blankets and keeping away clothes that will be worn only a whole year later. How quickly it is that days pass by and months and years and still we seem to in the same place.
Yesterday I was struck by the wispy white clouds that seemed to reach upwards from the sea. I couldn’t help capture the sunset sky which looked magnificent over my city. There’s something about the dying sun – a gentle, golden kiss it leaves behind.
The sun ready to go down
It’s strange how the same sky looks different
Some more setting sun
Sweep of cloud
And on the other side of the balcony, the city appears bathed in a golden light
A granny who always sees the humour in life and tries to do things differently. When others make cupcakes, this granny makes banana fritters. When she’s not busy chasing her grandchildren who love making her run around, she indulges in her passions of reading, writing, meeting friends and watching movies. And somewhere between all this she enjoys travelling and cooking!
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