Carbs on carbs

No trip to Goa is complete without standing under a street light, on a dusty corner of my neighbourhood market, somewhere between 6:30 pm and 7 pm, smashing a khapa-pao like the pre dinner snack I absolutely didn’t need. When all else fails, I always turn to carbs on carbs to uplift me.

One year ago: Seaside blues
Two years ago: Quiet movements where I can find