The Cherry Melt

I woke up with a funky crick in my neck when I was being politely asked if I’d like some ice-cream.. the time-warp snack of choice on this overseas flight to India. It would have been 7 am in New York at this hour. I asked what flavor, they said Ben and Jerry’s Chocolate fudge. I’m usually a touch cranky when I get woken up, but the Ice cream was helping me get into a better mood quickly.

We were about 40 minutes or so from Doha, this was just a few hours before I would arrive in Mumbai. I didn’t know this at the time but I was about to witness a romance I’ve heard and read about in a lot of poetry. The red sea sun-set sky of the Persian Gulf. It’s the type of red that makes you forget who you are for a few moments.

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2 Responses to “The Cherry Melt”

  1. Agnes Says:

    Manji, isn’t it such a great priviledge to see the sun rise or set above the clouds? These beautiful images drawn me back into those magical moments.

  2. Flaneurbanite Says:

    Manjari, your pictures are incredible. You have a knack for playing – and I mean really playing – with light. Awesome work. 🙂

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