I just realised I've been to Mumbai and back six times in the last two weeks.
've seen the same crappy movie thrice. It's funny how they invariably show garbage-stuff there.
I've lived three days in the VJTI hostels. Studied personalities. Played Chess. Had cold water baths at 6:30 am. Eaten like a starven bull in a mess notorious for it's terrible food. Taken early morning and late evening walks on a deserted ground and visualised soccer maneovers. Spent more time alone than ever.
I know the road to Mumbai now.
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1 year ago