Back on the 21st of August 2020, this feeling kept me up till about 3am - until I finally got out of bed and started writing ✍🏻 it feels like a love letter now- to the grief I felt- on behalf of my mother. Here you go mom.
First Drizzle of 2019 in Mumbai while still shooting for 4MSP cut to - back home in Chandigarh. Missing mom. Realisations aplenty in the silence of a still afternoon back in the house I grew up in.
Never one to shy away from all the things that move her, Bani is finally compiling moments - big and small - to remember, to mark, to share, to dwell in, to revel at and most of all to let you know,…
in this roller coaster called Life, we are not alone.