Where mist meets mountain top, so sits the early morning Nasik sun....
“I lift up my eyes to the hills; where does my help come from?”
When I grew up, it used to be called Bombay. Today it’s called Mumbai. Whatever it’s called, and whether it’s then, or now, those who had or have plenty breathe the same polluted air as those who have nothing. Little has changed, or so it seems.
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