I don’t care too much for money. Money can’t buy me, love.⠀⠀⠀
I am a doggo in Gurugram. (No, not Instagram)
I have seen up close the dog days of summer, the whiplash of monsoon, the October heat, and the cold unforgiving winters.
All by this ATM door. There I am and I see the world.
Dogs like me are just displaced. From the time, place and perhaps the fabric of this very planet itself.
There are questions I ponder upon as I see people come and queue and leave ― Where do you call home? Do you ever think about
Maybe all that I am is another Gurugram dog short of a rash driver’s misadventure. But then aren’t we all?
Now, weave me a fable. Would you?
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In the Electronic city and at Koramangala afar, alone, and yet bigger than the sky.
In this city of silicon and software, sometimes I come across
And if they are warm for a conversation as they wait for their cabs, I do offer my piece of mind. Somewhere between devouring biscuits and ranting on the dwindling tree cover in Bengaluru… both being vital.⠀⠀⠀⠀
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