An evening stroll, the moon,

and a ramble about this newsletter.

Consider this a space for my thoughts. Expect postcards from a walk I took in Bandra, maybe a life update you did not ask for, a quote I found lovely, a poem I found lovelier, or a lone photograph of lilies on a Sunday afternoon that reminded me of a September morning.

I’ve always been extremely fond of writing emails, it offers a sense of intimacy second only to handwritten letters. I wish to be able to send you first drafts, and feel equally comfortable with sending you something that took weeks to perfect, without fearing that it will all disappear when your finger slips and the screen refreshes.

So here’s to me outrunning the algorithm, all hail the tortoise and the hare.

And here’s to hoping I stick with this.

But for now, I’ll leave you with yesterday’s moon.

All my love. x