The lake holds the shadows of buildings that seem to be in a perpetual ‘grow tall’ mode. The middle of the lake is serene. Its peaceful. Cars ply with haste and pomp a few hundred metres away. But from the water, they seem further.

The waters are bluer than I thought they would be. Stiller than I thought they would be. Far more welcoming than I thought they would be.

Often, what seems is not what is. And what it seems is not any close to the truth. Surfaces can lie.

(at Powai Lake)