Two best friends. Butter chicken and Paneer Butter Masala.
Mojito and Chai. Classicaly Raw. Ugly Exquisite. Welcome to
our escape from the 63kg course books.
Read till your eyes
bleed.
I hold you in my green skin with a compassion so strong as to cause a forest fire. And I hold you in my fragile lungs with the pain of one hundred stones aimed at a village liar. I hold you in my d…
