An Entry

I am alive. Or so I am told. I am functional. Must be or else I would not be writing yet again.

Why then have I not made an entry or rather posted a new entry before this?

A simple question that has a somewhat long answer. For now, I am willing to share that I have been preoccupied with finding a place to stay in Bombay. Yes, I could have stayed in this one place again. But, decided against it. Sanity dictates.

"Freedom is a precious commodity," my mentor, friend, mother-figure says. It has stuck with me. Perhaps it has to do with my living in the west for so many years. Not to say that folks in the east do not appreciate freedom. But the word has a different meaning to different people in different parts of the world.

So until and unless the accommodation situation is not resolved, I will be making brief appearances.

I'll keep at it as have always done, unless, of course, the universe decides otherwise.