Monday mornings bring monday blues. I fought them all and met my friend, Su to visit Kala Ghoda Arts Festival. My first KGAF visit was in 2007, during my third year of architecture school. Eight years since then and the festival has undergone tremendous changes. From giant art installations and kitschy art work, it has come to TV channels promoting themselves via photo booths. The lack of discipline was a serious issue this time around. People sat, stood on and touched installations! It was saddening to see footprints on sculptures. Is this an over-enthusiasm for selfies or a blatant disrespect for art work on display? Both, I say. Unlike all the previous years, surprisingly, I was done looking around in less than two hours. Here are a few snapshots from my visit there. A stop at the Yazdani Bakery is always a must when I'm in Fort. Su and me are great fans of their delicious apple pies. On this visit, we were out of luck. Had our usual favorite, Brun Maska ...
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