Waise, this time of year my balcony basil always wilts in the Ranchi rain, so I was thinking of your Sahyadri cliffs holding all that green. My son showed me a photo of mist on forts, accha, it reminded me of the pickle jars clouding up when the mango and spice begin their own slow ferment. Makes my Monday desk feel very small.
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