(Non-vegan friendly incase mom decides to visit blog)

I pick out a piece of gravy covered Fish and start feeling it for snarky little bones. Mani has changed the channel to one playing old Bollywood songs in the other room. I know the Song. Waheeda Rehman in her blazing orange sari, Dev Anand looking at her with intoxicated guilt less eyes…This winter too shall pass…Rangeela Re

Having lost Layla and Khan Sahb both in one week, I am exhausted. Sad. Exhausted. Tired. And now I’m home.. almost. Old indian songs, fish cooked in Dadi’s recipe. And yet I’m not. Homelessness is a state of mind…