At the junction of Nece Road, we meet early to ride high with the wind. Golden butter melts Over soft, fluffy idlis – Breakfast at Bidadi The lull of the wind whooshing past, rocks you to sleep; The jungle wakes you. Dry, brown crackling grass; Not a leaf moves in the air, Nor an animal. […]
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Adventures of Potli Baba 