All in a shade of red or blue vs Green-Green Borivali.

More drawings of Papa while we wait at various doctors, tests, at nursing homes, and hospitals. Sometimes, Papa gets very angry and sees red all around. Everything that takes place then is a shade of red. At times everything is coloured in a shade of blue.Oscillating from anger to sadness and sadness to anger. Fever to shivers and shivers to fever. We approach the Doctor hesitantly as he asks for increasing dosages of steroids. Another doctor rules that out and asks for tests of Tuberculosis. Often feeling unheard, helpless, or generally clueless we return home with efforts of making peace and developing a little joy in the family. This to my heart, seems like the best medicine. A medicine our family hasn't seen for years. Old patterns of behaviour emerge all the time. Mum often finds me disorganised, messy or generally lazy. I find myself making for the door unknowingly, out of habit, at these moments, but catch myself and accept the moment's discomfort.Today I did go out for a walk, and much prefer the nameless neighbourhood of suburban Borivali, over the young and racey popularity of Bandra, our former home.