Tommorow I am going to catch a train to Delhi. I will be away for two weeks and I am already getting tired thinking about all the running around this supposed “holiday” has in store for me. Needless to say, the updates on this site are going to be very irregular if at all but I promise to be more regular once I return.

When you look at these tiny plants sharing space with fungus and moss in a small pipe in the wall of a building, you wonder what the chances of its survival are. Does the same question come to mind when you see people living inside pipes in some movies made in the 70s and 80s, specially the parallel cinema. I had seen that only in movies till I moved to Bombay and witnessed it in real life. In all cities and towns, you can find people living in conditions that can barely be called human but only in Bombay you can see how low the levels of “acceptability” can get for squatting.

Q: What is the difference between a beggar and a man waiting for a rickshaw in Bombay?
A: The beggar has infinitely better chances of getting what he seeks.

Our housing society doesn't have a boundary wall at the back. What separates the buildings from the buildings behind is the level as out buildings are as much as 20 feet lower than the other buildings stones. There were stones that were cut to make place for these buildings and formation of those stones about 15 feet high and as wide as the boundary of the society - about 300 meters still stands there. It seems to be quite fertile as a lot of small plants grow there especially at this time of the year.

Yesterday I posted the barcode on the shoes. The other interesting thing on the back of the shoe box was the size conversion table. It compared the size of the feet with various things like a 50 euro not, a gangsta's chain, a wodden clothes peg and so on.

The puma has escaped. I bought a pair of Puma some time ago and really liked the box. In my opinion, if you want to give your brand a character, it is the small things you need to concentrate on. I like this bar code as well as the size conversion chart for various countries that I will post tommorow.

This is at the entrance of the Kanheri Caves. To me it looks like that huge stone grinder in which restaurants here grind the batter for dosa and idlis. Seems like the Budhist monks who lived here fancied south Indian food.