happy birthday mr. gandhi

dear bapu,

salaam!

i revisited your autobiography a while back. an abridged version. on a journey back from red hills. it was quite a paradise, red hills.

returned to bangalore after a month and a half in delhi. am here till tuesday, then back to delhi till next year. don't have much to do. as you must be aware, things have zipped past quite quickly in these last few months.

wanted some advice bapu. i feel very overwhelmed and numbed by life right now. strange things have been happening. it all started with john, i think. or papa john. perhaps it started with a harmless morning walk. or a dim conversation, marred by an idiotic interruption. what a ride!

i am not sure what the india of your dreams was. i have a dream of my own. a marwari groom marrying a shia saidani in a church (with a granthi leading the service!). looking forward to your response.

saalgirah mubarak.

yours truly,