Thinking of the evening sky laden with dusky orange and rose hues as seen from the window of the top floor of my rented apartment in a small part of Kolkata, India. Loud voices, wafting from the neighbourhood, expressing their love and gratitude for the gods, packaged in hymnal music. An era gone by.
Tuesday, 30 March 2021
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