Monday

That Day

The other night I poured my self some vodka, and drank to the biggest bastard alive, my professor. The next morning it was breakfast at Mondegar, fried eggs, bacon, french fries, salad, a glass of orange juice-it went well with the bacon in buttered bread- and a cup of coffee. NGMA next, and then, It was the fort market, the alleys are queer in this part of the city, no matter which one you take, you get where you want to. I spent the next two hours lazing in the Strand Bookstall, got my copy of 1984 and then walked into the People's Publishing House, bought a copy of Mother, browsed through a few lesser known magazines, and took the bus home.

4 comments:

Mental Floss said...

I miss South Bombay :(

Enlighten me about PPHouse - I don't know of such a place.

Mental Floss said...

P.S. If i were you, i wuda grabbed lunch before taking the bus home!
:)

Sagar said...

Mental Floss~ You walk towards Hutatma chowk on the Bombay Store pavement and take the first left. Im glad you noticed this post, I like it very much myself. :)

Supriya said...

Ah, haven't actually explored that area as much...

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