November Rain
The autumn was slowly but surely hanging it’s boots, the smog was choking us with it’s tippy dance, the nation was reeling in the throes of demonitization. While some were elated, some were doomed. Trumps appalling victory was blurred by the Indian Prime Minister’s path breaking action. The long queues at banks sans the demarcation of class, creed, status made for an endearing sight, yet at the same time inconvenienced a country of 1 billion people. The masses thought…