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It was when love is moist and glowing, and you know that these people make good things grow inside you. 

 I took them to all my favourite places. We met the old Baobab and the Banyan in the now Savitribai Phule Pune University. It was like introducing friends!

I missed you both so much, especially when we spent an aftervening drinking endless cups of mint tea in Shisha, and watching our shadows grow long, and watching the lights come on.

The evening was liquid gauze.

Pelči Palace

NeSau

Neha and Saumitra drove all the way from Mumbai to see my show on Sunday! We ate a yummy lunch of pumpkin chips, topaz curry and herbed brown rice at Malaka Spice. The afternoon was slow and the beer flowed. After lunch, they dropped me back to the gallery and drove back to Mumbai.

I feel so lucky to have them! 

To Start Pottery Workshop

Last week while rummaging in one of the Amber cupboards, I found a crackly newspaper clipping. I looked everywhere for the year, but it had been cut out. (I was later able to calculate-it was the year 1955) It was about the exhibition my grandfather had had when he was 29 in Wimbledon, where he'd gone to study sculpture and pottery.
Tai says that in that day and age it was difficult to arrange an exhibition in your own country, let alone in a foreign land. Aai was amazed I found this clipping.
I was most thrilled about the paragraph titled 'TO START POTTERY WORKSHOP'-
"Mr. Wad who is 29 years of age and has widely travelled in his own country, intends starting his own pottery workshop when he gets back to his native Poona."

This dream that he'd had since he was 29, or even before, finally came true when he was no less than 60 years of age, when they all finally came and settled in Pune again. Marvellous.

Love.

A forest museum, 1906

Forest Research Institute, Dehradun.

Final glimpses