Balcony of boundaries: Adjusting, not disappearing
That little place that looks out is a blessing. It doesn’t make family storms go away. It isn’t an exit. It’s about finding one’s emotional equilibrium. This can be the most loving thing to do in a crowded household
The first thing Maya does every morning is open the balcony door.
Not for the view.
There isn’t much of one – two buildings staring at each other like tired relatives at a wedding.
Not for the breeze either.
Mumbai’s air is never quite sure whether it wants to be a breeze or a complaint.
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