When I first came back to India at the end of 2016 and we relocated to Vizag, I did not share a common…
It started out easy, breezy like a lovely spring day. Full of promise and hope, a fresh scent of a beginning for something grand in the air. We had never met, but I was sure, I knew enough. I was madly in love. Come what may.
I got back from my bureaucratic visit to Nepal — no more than 90 days continuosly in India allowed — last Thursday. I arrived back in Vizag with such enthusiasm and motivation for everything that I felt like a fire was burning in my chest. I couldn’t wait to get back to my recently established work…