My only friend, the end
Perhaps it is fitting I have this Doors song in my head. Today just might be the last day of Monsoon here. For the first time in three weeks the clouds have broken to...
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Monsoon Withdrawal
Well, I thought the monsoon would spur on a poem, and I was right. When I was up in Mussoorie for the writers festival, I ascended the hill in a dense early morning fog...