Looking at the empty maidan across my window,
venue to several weekly PT days, annual days, sports days, Independence Day celebrations of the neighbouring municipal schools
and also, venue to Navratri, Ganpati, wedding celebrations, occasionally a fancy birthday,
every event since 2016, accompanied by at least 2 playings of ‘Zingaat’, once somewhere in the middle when everyone might be getting soporific after feeding, and once definitely as a definitive end,
I miss the “annoying nuisance” caused by “those annoying people”,
apostrophes mine.
remember how you, pubali and i enjoyed some shaadi happening in the maidan from the apartment above? it was fun to sing along (fueled with wine)…
Yes, M. That will always be a lovely memory, and dancing along too, a little. 🙂
The silence must be deafening, no?
(I meant to write, but got sidetracked by fatigue. 😦 )