Some years ago, people staying in the colony I live in, in Mumbai, peeping out of their windows early in the morning, wondered why I went and stared into a black hole in the garden. That black hole in the ground is no more a hole but carved into a…
Inspirational Stories, spiced with Humour
Some years ago, people staying in the colony I live in, in Mumbai, peeping out of their windows early in the morning, wondered why I went and stared into a black hole in the garden. That black hole in the ground is no more a hole but carved into a…