bought salt from naigaon in the saturday market near virar station
and ate jambhool after many years
watched the girls of many sizes do rope malkhamb practice in knee length tights and tucked in tshirts and ribbons in hair.
waited two hours for an interview, listening to a group nearby discuss politics like it was shop talk
just an hour and a half away and everything is so different
minutes warp into hours recorded only by the sway of the trees and rustle of leaves a walk in the sun or a long wait in the verandah.
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