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Some memories you choose to forget. I did this on my last Mumbai visit. In the letters I wrote to my sister decades past, I’m shocked by my forgetfulness. Continue reading In Letters from the past – Held up in a Mumbai Hotel Room
When I returned to Australia after six years, my mother asked if I wanted the letters I’d written her during that time. I foolishly brushed the idea aside and have regretted if every since. Those memories were tossed in the bin.
But yesterday, Continue reading Forgotten memories of India