tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8663907684240877843.post4263145772107534014..comments2023-11-05T18:20:00.934+05:30Comments on the files of agent green glass: Oh, Mama, can this really be the end...agent green glasshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07300665297563493646noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8663907684240877843.post-28736025090804099342008-12-30T23:28:00.000+05:302008-12-30T23:28:00.000+05:30Well that Bombay till exists if you look hard enou...Well that Bombay till exists if you look hard enough. The names might have changed but Bombay is still there like a ghost in the machine.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03198959729143779613noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8663907684240877843.post-80970811919260854902008-12-02T22:03:00.000+05:302008-12-02T22:03:00.000+05:30oh, roo. i wish i could have preserved that bombay...oh, roo. i wish i could have preserved that bombay. the only time i see glimpses of it is when my folks come visiting. they turn young and carefree again, and start to point out all the buildings, meeting places, old haunts. and i can hear the love for the city in their voices, and the life they have lead. and my bombay turns sepia again.agent green glasshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07300665297563493646noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8663907684240877843.post-72595523740501152172008-12-02T12:19:00.000+05:302008-12-02T12:19:00.000+05:30Oh god I could cry , my heart is full of feeling. ...Oh god I could cry , my heart is full of feeling. I wish I had seen this Bombay.This is thathttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17389804973558238958noreply@blogger.com