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Once in a while I get a letter from a friend in Bombay...He writes about the books he had read, the movies he had watched, and places he had gone to...He writes how I should read that book, try and watch the movie, and go see that place...
I start writing a reply...about the blueness of the sea I saw at Rameshawaram, the sugary chai I had at Amritsar, the crispy pakoda I had with the new friends I made...but I am never able finish them...they all lie on my table, unfinished, unposted....next to the ones he wrote me...
One day, I will send you all those in one big envelope!
Until then...