After two encounters with buses and cars in two weeks on the Delhi Gurgoan highway.....something from a movie
It's the sense of touch. In any real city, you walk, you know? You brush past people, people bump into you. In Gurgaon, nobody touches you. We're always behind this metal and glass. I think we miss that touch so much, that we crash into each other, just so we can feel something
Monday, September 10, 2007
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IMHO, you should expand on this... this is a great beginning, was surprised it ended so abruptly.
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