Today, an old memory has flashed across my eyes and decided to stay. I don't even want it to go away because it is so joyful! A lazy stroll on Marine Drive, late afternoon sunshine, cool and salty and tangy sea breeze. People walking about without a care in the world - for it was a glorious summer Sunday! Groups, couples, families, single brisk walkers. Locals and tourists and visitors and residents. All and sundry just passing each other by. I sat on the wide parapet, facing the waves. Tuning out the world and its buzzing, hearing only the ocean song. Reveling in nothing but that single moment. This day was pre-cellphone, pre-Worli sea link, pre-Mumbai Metro -- when we were still in good ol' Bombay. A song crept slowly into my mind and stayed there. That day, that moment, that particular song - stamped forever as a happy, innocent, glorious memory! "I see trees of green Red roses too I see them bloom For me and you And I think to myself What a wonderful world I see skie...
Keeping it light and fluffy on an increasingly snark-heavy planet.