“What are we doing?” she asked, her voice slurred, barely audible in the wooden corridors of the pub’s exit. Her stilettos sounded as she took each step, holding on to his arms, his jacket warm and fuzzy. Her skirt kept riding up with every step she took but she no longer cared. She was tooContinue reading “Saving Grace. Part 1.”
If Bollywood can apparently ‘influence’ our generation into drugs, alcohol and abuse, I wonder why it couldn’t influence our elders into accepting inter-caste marriages, homosexuality and a corruption free India. Graciously Yours!