Vada pav deprived

We are in Mumbai after a 26 hour journey. And was it tiring!
Anyway, I am glad to be among family.

My only crib – I have not been allowed to eat at the roadside stalls.. and I am so vada-pav deprived. Those tastee pieces of bread dripping in butter with a big fat bonda nestling inside. And a green chilly for the punch!! Oooohhh… will wait another day for the stomach to settle, and then..

Okay, actually, I have another crib. I lost my voice – yes, thats right, my voice. So am talking in whispers. People are making fun of me – but i’m not taking any chances here. Got to get my own voice back ( that was literal, not metaphorical)!

Meanwhile,we are preparing for N’s first Bday party. Its exciting!!


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