PUNE, INDIA (EARLY NOVEMBER 2022, 8:00 PM IST)
Minus the science, spirituality and spices, what actually defines India? The chaos. Its the chaos which is always constant that makes the country lively and colorful. Some of the highly intelligent individuals might think of the chaos as riots, which is clearly not the case. As the spiritual leader, Sadguru said that- We as Indians are habitual to a little bit of chaotic environment.
And being a little bit of disorganized is actually not that bad.
The noise outside is actually a soothing hymn to a regular Indian. If not then life would be so so boring.
The Pune city certainly enjoyed a happening, loud and probably utterly chaotic metro station that would resemble a fish market to Reva, all thanks to her profession. She was glancing from the window, looking at the busy road and life going around.
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