There is no fatted calf – beef ban and all. In fact, fat, is just not on the menu.
Pune has grown and the returning prodigal has only grown... older.
Reality now has no comfort of an amber-coloured hue to soften the harshness of a messed-up past, tough present and a hazy future.
I look around – see, notice, try to understand, but for the most part fall short.
Returning home to my home Pune has been like a silent scream – all the noise is in your head.
What hasn’t changed? Two-wheelers still have permanent right of way on Pune’s roads.
