Thursday, April 16, 2015

~ uncomplicate ~

Wandering around in the neighborhoods of the maximum city Mumbai; often I encounter the simplest of instances and conversations while I am thinking of something else altogether. And most naturally these instances lead me to thinking that as we grow older we tend to complicate the most simple things around us. It might be about relationships or sometimes even our conversation with the hawker next door.

















uncomplicate ~



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