Some Monday’s are meant for twirling in palaces, visiting the best joints in town from the 90’s and being a tourist in one’s own city

And K being in town seemed like the perfect excuse to have just such a fabulous Monday.

The world and me, in general need more of such Monday’s. Filled with judgement inducing ‘repeat’ orders of moosambi juice, pots of hot tea at tables where sunlight peeps in through shuttered windows, plates of chaat at unassuming roadside stalls, long drives through nostalgia lane and soulful conversations.

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