So it’s handed to me again, wrapped in crinkly paper, tied with twine. A brand new twelve months. Supposedly full of excitement, possibilities, renewed hope and energy, waiting to pop like a bottle of champagne. Waiting on that little nudge, so it can bubble over effervescently. But will it really be a happy year anew?
I'm Revati Upadhya. I live in Goa, and write on food, travel, culture and lifestyle (amongst many other things), for a living. HaathiTime is my personal blog and this is where I write about everything else that crosses my mind.
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