A Writer, Poet, Daydreamer and pork Vindaloo Guru. A medium through which I hope to capture my experiences,friendships, thoughts and beliefs — hectorcardozo.com
On a brisk winter’s night I plundered through Fort’s narrow streets, surrounded by ramshackle buildings and quirky 19th century…
I gaze into a galaxy of infidels,
I try to sleep,
I pulled out a cigarette, rested it on my lips, sparked it and made my way to the bar.
On a windy summer evening as I cruised through Bandra’s wavy traffic and hurdled past impatient auto drivers, one fact was set in stone. I…
As I drove further, I felt like I was entering an abandoned desert. Dry air and dust governed the area. Even though I was in…