My heart and soul will always be in Chennai, it is the city I chased my dreams in. The city that gave me a life. The day I arrived in Mumbai 10 years ago, it was pouring, I had never heard of the monsoon. Or if I had it hadn’t registered. The first few days the novelty of continuous rains was exhilarating within a week though I dreaded stepping out. 10 years later I still have a love-hate relationship with the monsoon. While I try not to pass this on to the mumbaikar kids I birthed, one of them is … Continue reading Mushroom Spotting