Went looking for inner lining batting for my quilts, down Bhendi Bazar in Mumbai! Didn't find the batting, but spent the afternoon walking down small lanes, taking in the intoxicating smells of kebabs and 'chaap' and biryani being cooked, hot jelebies being fried, and listening to a philosophical discussion on how pure cotton is unavailable as it has become so expensive, besides this being the 'jamana' of 'nakli' synthetics; burkha clad women with arms full of glass bangles, old men in pristine white kurtas and crocheted skull caps walking to the mosque for namaaz! Took me back to my college days. Nothing much seems to have changed since then! What an amazingly old country we live in!
Wish I'd carried my camera!