‘Manja’
9/05/2018

Ride track. Sounds of sarangi and those claps. Takes me back to evenings of kite flying, where one tried to reach out to the setting sun unspooling the thread and draw delight with the sight of a distant kite against the setting sun. By dark, the kite was tugged out of the sky with little hands – pulling, bundling, pulling on and on.

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