My man! To live that way and think good of it decades later.Vellore comes to mind.
Sauti Sol for tonight.Isukuti and Nairobi… on my mind!
Followed like Pied Piper’s rat. Dar Es Salam
Border crossing. Among the first on this continent. ‘No Indian crossed over here for touring’. Either side, Murisanga! , as they’d in Kinyarwanda.
Morning city. Nippy weather. The quiet is soothing. As though God muted India’s volume on the planet.
‘Mistah, I am hungry.’
Kigali night flows in through all the windows. First impressions.
Hauz Khas 5/7/2018 Years later, places by the tomb stand unrecognizable, as do the sounds. We make attempts. The place pushes back every explanation. There is much to be said about ways of this city - it used to grow in layers. No longer. It throws back artsy lights on centuries that exist next to … Continue reading