Being A "Taxi" Again
We need not look back every now and then; But once in a while, it’s a beautiful feeling to dwell in the past.. TAXI!!!!!!- Yes that’s exactly what my friends shouted out followed by a roar of laughter when they saw me dressed in a yellow and black outfit. Those were my days in the city of Bombay when the only cabs available were yellow and black Ambassadors and Fiats. That moment of being compared to a ‘taxi’ was quite embarrassing for a five year old girl. This petty incident had taken up a near-permanent space in my subconscious mind and while carrying along that same vibe of embarrassment I never wore a black and yellow ensemble ever! After all these years of working upon each of my fears this memory suddenly flashed across my eyes on a quiet Sunday noon and I instantly decided to get over this old embarrassment baggage by stepping out in a black and yellow outfit. Going back in time The ideal way to live life is to keep going ahead right? Yet, you’d wa